<?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-13360085</id><updated>2011-09-30T17:56:12.297+08:00</updated><category term='The &quot;Deeper&quot; Posts'/><category term='Multiple Pict Post'/><category term='The Plain Sad'/><category term='Some YouTube for you'/><category term='Favourites'/><category term='Crap photos'/><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>beathead</title><subtitle type='html'>What's My Age Again?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>429</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1751283356475121174</id><published>2010-08-30T01:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T02:08:03.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>Every touch, every word, every gesture. Reminds me of how things &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have been. How things &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have been? Maybe not.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How it &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could is a harsh word. Could is the nice word for &lt;i&gt;"It, whatever you were wishing and hoping for, the same thing you've put all your effort and trust in, that thing which you would die for and commit your whole life to, didn't happen. So quit whining".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many coulds in your life hinder you from the better things you ought to have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or more importantly, is that "could", whatever it is, be so important you're willing to give up what you already have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1751283356475121174?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1751283356475121174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1751283356475121174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1751283356475121174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1751283356475121174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/08/every-touch-every-word-every-gesture.html' title='26'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7543481246768865207</id><published>2010-08-05T01:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:41:15.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Apple!</title><content type='html'>I like to think of you, and how you bring out the kid in me. Of how you open me up to smiles and laughter. And also, because you help me heal and to trust again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also like how you make me type such a CORNY blog post like this at 1.36am in the friggin morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just by being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are &lt;i&gt;delish and pleasant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7543481246768865207?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7543481246768865207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7543481246768865207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7543481246768865207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7543481246768865207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-apple.html' title='Hey Apple!'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8754645877411799616</id><published>2010-06-26T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:32:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Why do you still affect me even if it's long over? I can act like I don't care, but I always will.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maintaining a friendship has never been harder. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I move in to the hostel this Monday. This marks the first time in my life that I will be away from home for a long term. Yes I'll probably only spend 3 nights a week in my hostel room, but that's a start! Time for more futsal, serious studying in the library, and hopefully, the start of new friendships. Uni life officially begins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;On another note, it is nice to feel belonged and appreciated. It is nice to have someone to yourself. Something I haven't felt in awhile :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that I always post vague stuff on my blog. Meh. Who cares right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8754645877411799616?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8754645877411799616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8754645877411799616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8754645877411799616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8754645877411799616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/06/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2698421978788037790</id><published>2010-04-25T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:56:16.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Nights You Will Think of These Things</title><content type='html'>Today, me and a bunch of my bros drove around some areas in USJ. Looking for ghost houses and what not. We passed by Seafield. Man all those memories just came back. Passed by a little pondok where I had my first kiss (no, the pondok is not in school). Don't know why I'm saying it here, but it's great to always look back once in awhile and see where you came from. Since we will all be going our own ways soon, I count every meal we have as one of our last. Every drive home down Kesas highway really kills(in a sense). People come and go but I hope that some of the friendship I made during form 6 will be solid and long lasting ones. Those were really the times. Every birthday, every car trip, every lunch break in between extra classes, every yumcha session after tuition, every futsal session(both winning and losing against others), every cheap wednesday movie day at Summit, every malay tai-chow session(since we couldn't have pork ribs and bak kut teh).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday that I woke up and  dressed in my uniform, even though I was 19 years old. Having stupid high school crushes even though I was old enough to drive and smoke and buy alcohol.(not that I condone smoking nor drinking) High school drama, even if we were a lil too old for that shit. But I guess high school drama never ends does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll always remember. At least I took a different path than most of my peers. Not the smartest choice to take, but a memorable one. Heck yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2698421978788037790?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2698421978788037790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2698421978788037790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2698421978788037790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2698421978788037790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-nights-you-will-think-of-these.html' title='Some Nights You Will Think of These Things'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-798193788320970366</id><published>2010-04-22T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:38:55.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So true</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJZkBWBashA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJZkBWBashA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/13360085-798193788320970366?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/798193788320970366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=798193788320970366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/798193788320970366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/798193788320970366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-true.html' title='So true'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3206677737438183531</id><published>2010-04-13T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:38:07.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The red one, or the blue one?</title><content type='html'>My new best friend's name is Loratadine. It used to be Clarinase for awhile. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pills pills pills! :(&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/13360085-3206677737438183531?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3206677737438183531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3206677737438183531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3206677737438183531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3206677737438183531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/04/red-one-or-blue-one.html' title='The red one, or the blue one?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5402030745319319689</id><published>2010-03-19T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:09:44.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to think of it...</title><content type='html'>In 3 months time, I will be single for a whole year already. Haha just reminding myself. It's not too bad anyway.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wise man say "Single life is teh shihtzzz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5402030745319319689?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5402030745319319689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5402030745319319689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5402030745319319689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5402030745319319689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-to-think-of-it.html' title='Come to think of it...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4957406452809453268</id><published>2010-03-12T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:34:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No seriously..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friendship means accepting each other for who they are, but that doesn't mean accepting what you do to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friendship takes effort. It's not about conforming to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; idiosyncrasies. It's not about lies and cover-ups. It's about being frank to one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not always about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4957406452809453268?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4957406452809453268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4957406452809453268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4957406452809453268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4957406452809453268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-seriously.html' title='No seriously..'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-993693206687524055</id><published>2010-03-05T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T11:58:55.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S5CBIAVAeMI/AAAAAAAACmY/IMdvwXSt5uI/s1600-h/22575_324788365344_689685344_3705800_1483464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S5CBIAVAeMI/AAAAAAAACmY/IMdvwXSt5uI/s400/22575_324788365344_689685344_3705800_1483464_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444993924017977538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kuantan will always have a special place in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-993693206687524055?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/993693206687524055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=993693206687524055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/993693206687524055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/993693206687524055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/03/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S5CBIAVAeMI/AAAAAAAACmY/IMdvwXSt5uI/s72-c/22575_324788365344_689685344_3705800_1483464_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8008945674056725317</id><published>2010-02-20T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:24:59.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bother</title><content type='html'>Trying to get better. But what do you care? You have no decency nor the littlest bit of sensitivity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8008945674056725317?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8008945674056725317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8008945674056725317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8008945674056725317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8008945674056725317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-bother.html' title='Why Bother'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3099399575004850982</id><published>2010-02-10T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T12:34:05.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysuRFWBXLRs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnC4djSIMi0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnC4djSIMi0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song is helping get through some messy stuff. It's that good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't want you to think that I am running back to you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through this experience, I just hope you start making decisions for yourself and stop letting others down. You've let me down enough times. It's yes or no. No more "I don't know's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3099399575004850982?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3099399575004850982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3099399575004850982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3099399575004850982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3099399575004850982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-and-i.html' title='You and I'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7427481597896668915</id><published>2010-02-09T22:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:57:48.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paycheck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sensible mind says : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S3F23RolBBI/AAAAAAAACmI/ecmZYPl4dQM/s400/PEARL%2BPICCOLO%2BSNARE%2BB1330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436256917211382802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Snare Drum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;The not-so-sensible heart says :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S3F2310QF-I/AAAAAAAACmQ/wFmzkupsccQ/s400/Mandjani_Djembe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436256926924019682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Djembe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;It's been awhile since I bought something nice for myself. One of this two will come in a few months time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7427481597896668915?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7427481597896668915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7427481597896668915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7427481597896668915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7427481597896668915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/02/paycheck.html' title='Paycheck?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S3F23RolBBI/AAAAAAAACmI/ecmZYPl4dQM/s72-c/PEARL%2BPICCOLO%2BSNARE%2BB1330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-497366365246946749</id><published>2010-02-06T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:14:41.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Make Choices</title><content type='html'>I would want a career that gives me a flexible life. Something that leaves me time to pursue other wild dreams that were never fulfilled. Too many things have been said that need to be done.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really not sure if Journalism can offer me that, but that's the closest I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop dreaming and pick up your slack. That is the goal for 2010. I've started off bad but it's slowly picking up now. Letting go of burdens that do nothing but wear me down. Starting with getting a job and a little nice money to spend, then a good shot at university, then music classes and then it's time to put in effort in my studies for once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning to trust in God again. He's been great, always have been. I just fail to see.&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/13360085-497366365246946749?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/497366365246946749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=497366365246946749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/497366365246946749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/497366365246946749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-to-make-choices.html' title='Time to Make Choices'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1151420084610190793</id><published>2010-01-26T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:51:22.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>Just remembered my old dog Jojo. He died many years back. In fact, it's been about 6 years maybe. He didn't die by natural causes, we put him to sleep. I forgot why, maybe because he was getting old and sick. Stupid dog would fight with strays and come home limping. It was just sad to watch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never really a proper well trained dog. Not the friendliest to people. Not a good looking pure-breed. Even bit me, his owner once. But I think he's a pretty charming and loyal fella. Always pretending to be a hero and escaping the house compound, only to come back later looking tired and missing home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I've been hearing of people losing their dogs. I forget how painful it is to lose a companion like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIP Jojo! Award for best mad dog /guard dog/faithful buddy goes to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wished I could find a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1151420084610190793?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1151420084610190793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1151420084610190793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1151420084610190793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1151420084610190793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/01/mans-best-friend.html' title='Man&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3548909841953941837</id><published>2010-01-17T03:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:19:09.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Searching</title><content type='html'>Things my Dad suggested I should study : &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;International Relations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Political Science(Wasn't too serious about this two)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take up Air Traffic Controlling training. (He's very into this one) Telling me about the benefits, the comfortable payroll, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've thought of studying up till now : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Business (ugh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Journalism(this was a few months back, not really now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Law has long been out of the picture, so were the science courses when I switched streams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I get into a local Gov university, I'll be enjoying my ass off with 8k tuition fees and 20k PTPTN loans. Estimated, that's what my friend received.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not, I've busted said ass for no point for 1 and 1/2 years and will need to be in huge debt for the next 10-15 years of my life. Study loan. Mmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still at the crossroads in life. And yes I'll be turning 20 this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWENTY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3548909841953941837?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3548909841953941837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3548909841953941837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3548909841953941837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3548909841953941837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/01/soul-searching.html' title='Soul Searching'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5859088187988619354</id><published>2010-01-17T02:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:02:28.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S1INHvbyPbI/AAAAAAAACmA/D6Ow3PYXQGM/s1600-h/P1090436ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S1INHvbyPbI/AAAAAAAACmA/D6Ow3PYXQGM/s400/P1090436ed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427414927578119602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not me, it's you&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/13360085-5859088187988619354?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5859088187988619354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5859088187988619354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5859088187988619354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5859088187988619354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth-is.html' title='The Truth Is...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S1INHvbyPbI/AAAAAAAACmA/D6Ow3PYXQGM/s72-c/P1090436ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2271685883750034622</id><published>2010-01-04T23:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:24:43.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S0IOu2wmxcI/AAAAAAAACl4/4MjD8ENG9Rk/s1600-h/P1120608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S0IOu2wmxcI/AAAAAAAACl4/4MjD8ENG9Rk/s400/P1120608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422913099443652034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; I can only &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; for so long.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2271685883750034622?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2271685883750034622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2271685883750034622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2271685883750034622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2271685883750034622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/01/wait.html' title='Wait'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/S0IOu2wmxcI/AAAAAAAACl4/4MjD8ENG9Rk/s72-c/P1120608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8180571123381028177</id><published>2010-01-03T00:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:14:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Best Pals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sz9vOLIzF9I/AAAAAAAAClw/Y85u6hxvfQo/s1600-h/6369_120032822669_731352669_2400230_7415367_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sz9vOLIzF9I/AAAAAAAAClw/Y85u6hxvfQo/s400/6369_120032822669_731352669_2400230_7415367_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422174765675911122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss you guys! I hope everyone's coping well. Remember our yumcha time after tuition every Wednesday night? Or going to Subang Parade for our "lunch break" and to visit their toilets? Such a relief after a long day in a stuffy classroom. Worse chairs to sit on and terrible heat waves. Remember trying to stay awake in Business class? As well as all the surprise parties/birthday celebrations. It's been good hasn't it?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet up once in awhile alright. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Photo credits : Julianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8180571123381028177?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8180571123381028177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8180571123381028177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8180571123381028177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8180571123381028177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-my-best-pals.html' title='To My Best Pals'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sz9vOLIzF9I/AAAAAAAAClw/Y85u6hxvfQo/s72-c/6369_120032822669_731352669_2400230_7415367_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8842176332863938982</id><published>2009-12-22T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:17:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A word or two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SzC3UWS6e4I/AAAAAAAAClg/U9n8WKq7b14/s1600-h/11544_249482199921_804494921_4437717_4805690_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SzC3UWS6e4I/AAAAAAAAClg/U9n8WKq7b14/s400/11544_249482199921_804494921_4437717_4805690_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418031911936883586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Camp was well, bad for me. Food poisoning and bad bad muscle aches from a bed I wasn't comfortable sleeping in. And near fatal car sickness on the way down. It was depressing dei, seriously. But ignoring all that, camp was very encouraging. The number of campers that signed up was good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is a busy busy period. Like everyday busy.. Besides that I'll be starting my job hunting pretty soon. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SzC3NQ7SnPI/AAAAAAAAClQ/M4Bqkg8zXNY/s400/10844_373677740197_628475197_10343702_4997391_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418031790236540146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brought along this bimbo, who managed to find another bim, I mean good friend :D Even with the age gap, but they both look sixteen anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SzC1IQ4FOFI/AAAAAAAACk4/MVhXihA-SAo/s1600-h/10844_216673920941_529430941_3691422_5086568_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SzC1IQ4FOFI/AAAAAAAACk4/MVhXihA-SAo/s400/10844_216673920941_529430941_3691422_5086568_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418029505300478034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat in the backseat of Linus' car on the way back. Surviving near death experiences in a Myvi! (haha kidding la) And super glad I didn't puke on his carpet. Was really close to doing so. Great company anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still sick. Still very sick now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8842176332863938982?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8842176332863938982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8842176332863938982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8842176332863938982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8842176332863938982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-or-two.html' title='A word or two'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SzC3UWS6e4I/AAAAAAAAClg/U9n8WKq7b14/s72-c/11544_249482199921_804494921_4437717_4805690_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1498946595082592934</id><published>2009-12-04T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:17:49.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>Some wounds will never heal. Somewhere deep inside, surfacing every now and then reminding you how miserable you once were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1498946595082592934?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1498946595082592934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1498946595082592934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1498946595082592934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1498946595082592934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/12/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1235246620311603884</id><published>2009-11-16T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:56:18.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know...</title><content type='html'>If I would ever to be in a new band, it would play this kind of music.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMDfqtEYLz4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMDfqtEYLz4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Songs that focus on the "atmosphere". Meaningful lyrics, loud powerful guitar riffs, vocals on reverb, strong, uplifting drum parts that leave you empowered and helps you channel all your emotions.&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/13360085-1235246620311603884?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1235246620311603884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1235246620311603884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1235246620311603884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1235246620311603884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know.html' title='You know...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-6261738932592834766</id><published>2009-11-10T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:23:55.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>I don't know how you did it, but you just did. I really believed in you this time.&lt;div&gt;I will always be a temporary replacement. I will always be your confidant, not your companion. I will always be second most important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it matter anymore? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easier to forget than to hold it against you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's 2 weeks to STPM, but a jamming session, ramly burgers, and a sledgehammer would be good therapy right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Just read through my blog and realised that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/shatter.html"&gt;I posted something related to this months ago!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Enough is enough already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-6261738932592834766?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/6261738932592834766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=6261738932592834766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6261738932592834766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6261738932592834766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/11/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4220874950655708681</id><published>2009-10-19T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:43:57.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blogger Has Moved On</title><content type='html'>More than 4 years after my first ever blogspot post, it's time for something new.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://beathead.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://beathead.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's to more frequent updates, hopefully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4220874950655708681?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4220874950655708681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4220874950655708681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4220874950655708681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4220874950655708681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-blogger-has-moved-on.html' title='This Blogger Has Moved On'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7066073716233220003</id><published>2009-09-24T22:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:34:13.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things We Can Learn From Life</title><content type='html'>Some teachers are nice to you. They are friendly, they are approachable, they give you that extra mark to help you pass the exams even when you don't deserve any, they're still cool if you miss a few assignments, they ask for your help because they know you're awesome.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the teachers that grade your behaviour in the report cards? None of the above. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The odds are always stacked against you right. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh 2 more months till I'm done with sekolah menengah kebangsaan. Again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7066073716233220003?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7066073716233220003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7066073716233220003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7066073716233220003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7066073716233220003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-we-can-learn-from-life.html' title='Things We Can Learn From Life'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5091509474679234731</id><published>2009-09-18T12:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:50:38.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrMOEseSd6I/AAAAAAAACko/BeJ7tcaEnM0/s1600-h/1og7t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrMOEseSd6I/AAAAAAAACko/BeJ7tcaEnM0/s400/1og7t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382661453458339746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; OH MAI... NO WAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ven zoo animals reacted rather badly to the unveiling of the 1Malaysia F1 model car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5091509474679234731?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5091509474679234731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5091509474679234731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5091509474679234731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5091509474679234731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/09/00.html' title='0.0'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrMOEseSd6I/AAAAAAAACko/BeJ7tcaEnM0/s72-c/1og7t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-838716063279120512</id><published>2009-09-16T23:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:46:34.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still, Something To Be Very Proud Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrEEJZ_FnHI/AAAAAAAACkg/9ldsaFrRDg8/s1600-h/n_01najib.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Among the first things that came to my mind when they mentioned about the Malaysian F1 team is firstly, it will be a 1Malaysia concept. Another thing the government takes pride in and is suppose to promote unity and so on. Secondly, I was telling Aziz how the car better not have the Jalur Gemilang stripes on it, because I just thought they'd make it look cheesy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I reached home today and, my my... 0.o I won't pretend that I know much about F1, but I think I can tell an ugly car when I see one. There are many ways to make your national flag look good. Not in a 3 colour fade design!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrEEJZ_FnHI/AAAAAAAACkg/9ldsaFrRDg8/s1600-h/n_01najib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrEEJZ_FnHI/AAAAAAAACkg/9ldsaFrRDg8/s400/n_01najib.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382087589325282418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 256px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia's A1 team car and the Satria Neo R3 rally car looks pretty decent. Why not the F1 version? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks more like a traffic light ice cream to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrEEJJhRqbI/AAAAAAAACkY/eQM98tkuIjc/s400/traffic+light+lollies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still something to be proud of in the end. A Malaysia owned and managed team? With possibly local drivers? And to think we got chosen over BMW Sauber and a Spanish Team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Malaysia conversation between pit crew members while at a pit stop : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abang Bangla holding fuel nozzle "Ada bonuslink card? 95 atau V-power?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah Beng mechanic :" Walauweh nei &lt;i&gt;body kit&lt;/i&gt; lan sai geh? Mou &lt;i&gt;s&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ound system&lt;/i&gt;? Pin dou yeng???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malayman :" You punya kereta kena letak Mitsubishi punya sticker, baru power. Proton punya tak pakai la beb."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indianman :" Yena? Ye Bridgestone tyre yiingeh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe honestly I'm looking forward to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-838716063279120512?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/838716063279120512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=838716063279120512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/838716063279120512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/838716063279120512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-something-to-be-very-proud-of.html' title='Still, Something To Be Very Proud Of'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SrEEJZ_FnHI/AAAAAAAACkg/9ldsaFrRDg8/s72-c/n_01najib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-413468434501054407</id><published>2009-09-14T21:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:08:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kedatangan Orang Asing</title><content type='html'>So it seems that Malaysia does not recognise refugees.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always tend to get the same perception about foreigners. Usually illegal, cause crime, flocks to KLCC on Labour day, play football/sepak takraw on open fields, live in large numbers in small flats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what about people who actually don't want to leave home, but are forced to? Government oppresion, military violence, religious persecution, economic crisis, racial segregation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we perceive all of them as being just outsiders who help to build our growing cities, do all the dirty jobs, and are mere labourers and nothing else? When was the last time you spoke to a foreigner, or showed concern to one. All they are worth is a RM 80 bounty per head (for RELA officers). I used to have a cleaner maid come over every fortnight. For the 4 hours or so she spent cleaning the house at a time, I can probably count the sentences that I've ever spoke to her. Sure, I was being nice and polite and smiley, but never concerned for another human being. Appreciate yes, understand, no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this weekend's trip to the Myanmar Refugee School is gonna be a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And remember this before you point a disgruntled finger at a foreigner. Not everyone of them wants to be here. Some just need a safer place away from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-413468434501054407?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/413468434501054407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=413468434501054407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/413468434501054407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/413468434501054407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/09/kedatangan-orang-asing.html' title='Kedatangan Orang Asing'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7527768378906187274</id><published>2009-09-10T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:28:08.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Taking SPM All Over Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;23 Nov - Pengajian Am 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;25 Nov - Literature in English 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;26 Nov - Pengajian Perniagaan 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Nov - Mikroekonomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   2 Dec -  Makroekonomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   3 Dec -  Pengajian Perniagaan 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   8 Dec -  Literature in English 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   9 Dec -  Pengajian Am 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7527768378906187274?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7527768378906187274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7527768378906187274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7527768378906187274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7527768378906187274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-taking-spm-all-over-again.html' title='Like Taking SPM All Over Again'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3260977103065028264</id><published>2009-09-05T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:12:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When In Doubt, Post Emo Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SqJ4gGNP5vI/AAAAAAAACkA/AMexhQzJV2w/s1600-h/6369_120032797669_731352669_2400228_4161663_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SqJ4gGNP5vI/AAAAAAAACkA/AMexhQzJV2w/s400/6369_120032797669_731352669_2400228_4161663_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377993397851121394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's an update, apologizing for my lack of updates!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Edit*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog posts have always been short, as I would like to think. So the thought of moving to my tumblr site has been lingering on for awhile. It looks abit more, snazzy? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this age of 140 character tweets and facebook status updates, I sort of feel that the blog popularity has gone down. So tumblr is sort of a simpler site where you post cool pictures, little text, quotes, youtube clips, that sort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out yo. &lt;a href="http://beathead.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(click)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3260977103065028264?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3260977103065028264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3260977103065028264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3260977103065028264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3260977103065028264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-in-doubt-post-emo-pics.html' title='When In Doubt, Post Emo Pics'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SqJ4gGNP5vI/AAAAAAAACkA/AMexhQzJV2w/s72-c/6369_120032797669_731352669_2400228_4161663_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8145159507968438422</id><published>2009-08-24T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:42:37.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SpF-yS-7VyI/AAAAAAAACj4/rW1dhYuc0yc/s1600-h/6369_120036192669_731352669_2400269_7900067_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SpF-yS-7VyI/AAAAAAAACj4/rW1dhYuc0yc/s400/6369_120036192669_731352669_2400269_7900067_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373215232984045346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you! Honestly just for you all to plan this and come to down to KK is awesome and touching enough. I wouldn't have mind you guys coming empty handed! But the wallet and boxer is pretty good too. :) Time to have some class eh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all again. From the deepest, bottomest, lowest pit of my heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8145159507968438422?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8145159507968438422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8145159507968438422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8145159507968438422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8145159507968438422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SpF-yS-7VyI/AAAAAAAACj4/rW1dhYuc0yc/s72-c/6369_120036192669_731352669_2400269_7900067_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-6245365627060574535</id><published>2009-08-20T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:18:06.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seal For Snacks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/So1zACJ9d7I/AAAAAAAACjw/AAHST-c4Zi0/s1600-h/harpersealmeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/So1zACJ9d7I/AAAAAAAACjw/AAHST-c4Zi0/s400/harpersealmeat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372076374938711986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yup, that's the Canadian Prime Minister having seal meat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Up till today I do not know how the act of bludgeoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; helpless seals to death can be justified on grounds that it is for seal population control, or for the preservation of cod, or economic purposes. (Profits from clubbing seals only contribute a small fraction to the total yearly earnings of the fishing industry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And why on earth would you want a coat made of seal fur or have seal meat for lunch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-6245365627060574535?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/6245365627060574535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=6245365627060574535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6245365627060574535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6245365627060574535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/08/seal-for-snacks.html' title='Seal For Snacks?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/So1zACJ9d7I/AAAAAAAACjw/AAHST-c4Zi0/s72-c/harpersealmeat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5374302037119129301</id><published>2009-08-16T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:41:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna i wanna i wanna</title><content type='html'>First it was Urbanscapes. Then Man United vs Malaysia. Then MTV World Stage. I think nobody in this country gives a hoot about AH1N1. Everyone's out to play! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously thank God I'm still healthy with most people around me getting sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care guys! Use soap! Scrub your hands! Shave your armpits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5374302037119129301?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5374302037119129301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5374302037119129301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5374302037119129301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5374302037119129301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna.html' title='I wanna i wanna i wanna'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1483130550595412222</id><published>2009-08-14T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:35:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ford Fiesta Road Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_KIqdS1SO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_KIqdS1SO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; must watch till the end!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1483130550595412222?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1483130550595412222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1483130550595412222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1483130550595412222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1483130550595412222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/08/ford-fiesta-road-test.html' title='Ford Fiesta Road Test'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4296987681555727155</id><published>2009-08-10T23:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:16:54.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mark, Tom and Travis Show</title><content type='html'>I remember back during National Service, they made us make a list of things to achieve in life. I wrote "Watch Blink-182 live" as one of the things to do. That's how much it meant to me. They were the reason I took up drums! One year ago it might seem like a stupid idea since they went on an "indefinite hiatus" and parted ways with 2 solo projects. Although I must say I prefered AVA over +44&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were headed in a great direction and their last album was superb. Well I guess it's no surprise when they announced they were coming back for a full US tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I didn't expect is the same old blink-182. Same outfits, same gear, same live performances! Man this is so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9UY_PAaU-o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9UY_PAaU-o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This 3 guys have so much chemistry together that it's plain wrong for them to be playing in different bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're in a band, you have this unspoken bond. You're kind of family with your boys. We took a break for a little bit. I think when Travis had the event happen to him it was something that pulled us back together... we always knew it was inevitable, we just needed something to break the ice" - Tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4296987681555727155?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4296987681555727155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4296987681555727155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4296987681555727155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4296987681555727155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/08/mark-tom-and-travis-show.html' title='The Mark, Tom and Travis Show'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-6755537048327738269</id><published>2009-08-05T18:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:17:38.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23317" class="versenum" value="28"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They do not labor or spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23318" class="versenum" value="29"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23319" class="versenum" value="30"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23320" class="versenum" value="31"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23321" class="versenum" value="32"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23322" class="versenum" value="33"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, and all these things will be given to you as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-23323" class="versenum" value="34"  style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matthew 6:28-34&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I might add, do not worry about yesterday, because yesterday's problems belong to yesterday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what, there was a police car right in front of my house yesterday. There was the fingerprint dusting(nothing like CSI), police reports, stuff scattered everywhere, drawers emptied, cupboards ransacked, and things missing. Like the TV? Long story short, I got robbed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know what to say but I guess 2009 isn't my year man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-6755537048327738269?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/6755537048327738269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=6755537048327738269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6755537048327738269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6755537048327738269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-starting-with-man-in-mirror.html' title='I&apos;m Starting With The Man In The Mirror'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-6179993795781383275</id><published>2009-07-29T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:34:59.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By The Way, I'm Starting To Hate Driving</title><content type='html'>I've never really grasp the concept of 1Malaysia. To me it's like another Tak Nak campaign. Simple, yet uneffective.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my main point is unity hasn't really been a problem while growing up. I grew up playing with Malay kids because we lived in a mainly Malay neighbourhood (we lived in the air force  base quarters). While I was in early primary school I had an Indian "nanny". My primary school best friend was a Malay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just today, 2 machas, 2 melayus and 1 cina were hanging out outside school, riding motorbikes and other stuff guys do. I have to say it was one of the more memorable carefree moments of form 6. No drama and the sorts, no gossip, etc. All was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't get why I'm getting so uptight these days. Getting angry while waiting for people to get into the car, getting annoyed at seemingly small problems, being apathetic. I'm glad how God intervenes and slaps you hard on the face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is a new day. His mercies are new every morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How shall I end this post? Ok bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-6179993795781383275?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/6179993795781383275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=6179993795781383275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6179993795781383275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6179993795781383275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/by-way-im-starting-to-hate-driving.html' title='By The Way, I&apos;m Starting To Hate Driving'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8827586824237512688</id><published>2009-07-26T23:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:54:48.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmyKE8qOdYI/AAAAAAAACjY/JWJIVzb_OT8/s1600-h/P1120692ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmyKE8qOdYI/AAAAAAAACjY/JWJIVzb_OT8/s400/P1120692ed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362813073898763650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmyKFIf8F8I/AAAAAAAACjg/HlBtT6PvMco/s1600-h/P1120702ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmyKFIf8F8I/AAAAAAAACjg/HlBtT6PvMco/s400/P1120702ed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362813077076842434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmyKE8qOdYI/AAAAAAAACjY/JWJIVzb_OT8/s1600-h/P1120692ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Form Sixers at HELP Law Olympiad 09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hardly close to winning anything, but it was a nice Saturday morning spent. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow's a Monday! *Repeats life cycle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;R.I.P Yasmin Ahmad. We're gonna miss the way your movies and adverts moves us and makes us feel all warm and comfy inside. &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/13360085-8827586824237512688?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8827586824237512688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8827586824237512688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8827586824237512688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8827586824237512688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-one.html' title='A Short One'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmyKE8qOdYI/AAAAAAAACjY/JWJIVzb_OT8/s72-c/P1120692ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3411596268549749110</id><published>2009-07-19T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:54:21.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current #1 On The Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmNArfv25mI/AAAAAAAACjI/yaFlihYCa3k/s1600-h/korg-nanopad-460-80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmNArfv25mI/AAAAAAAACjI/yaFlihYCa3k/s400/korg-nanopad-460-80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360199097501804130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmNArK8aotI/AAAAAAAACjA/37-TPLy7m0Y/s1600-h/korg_nanoseries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmNArK8aotI/AAAAAAAACjA/37-TPLy7m0Y/s400/korg_nanoseries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360199091917333202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2pP4FDZERE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2pP4FDZERE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-H2twMYI4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-H2twMYI4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korg Nanopad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quitting drumming and taking up "finger drumming" now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3411596268549749110?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3411596268549749110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3411596268549749110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3411596268549749110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3411596268549749110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/current-1-on-wishlist.html' title='Current #1 On The Wishlist'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SmNArfv25mI/AAAAAAAACjI/yaFlihYCa3k/s72-c/korg-nanopad-460-80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4411144875775269962</id><published>2009-07-17T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:40:52.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Day</title><content type='html'>Things that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident(not mine)&lt;br /&gt;Second accident near certain LRT station that affected the plan to take LRT to Bukit Jalil.&lt;br /&gt;Losing my car keys for 15 minutes before finding it being stuck to my car.&lt;br /&gt;Hot crappy weather at Bukit Jalil. Sweat sweat sweat!&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting to bring bro's camera along. 18x optical zoom could have easily caught some interesting pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Traffic jam at certain toll booth.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting demonic drivers.&lt;br /&gt;Visited burger stall, bought a hotdog, dropped said hotdog on the floor. Just the sausage, not the bun. Roti kosong ain't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Visited mamak stall, ordered ice-cream goreng, dropped said ice cream goreng on table. It's okay, still edible.&lt;br /&gt;Bird shit on someone's head HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNITED&lt;/span&gt; today. Phew. All the trouble was frickin worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4411144875775269962?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4411144875775269962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4411144875775269962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4411144875775269962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4411144875775269962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-day.html' title='Training Day'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1966720817606284824</id><published>2009-07-16T20:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:56:37.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping On The Floor in One Utama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u6nL_wh_v08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u6nL_wh_v08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't click that play button!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm in the video's screenshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sorta. 5 bucks to anyone that spots me! (don't keep your hopes high up.) hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway me and Jowin camped overnight at One Utama last week for the tickets. It's one of those crazy things you have to do in life. It was so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sl8h4CmMMZI/AAAAAAAACi4/-xhPIFteotQ/s1600-h/bukit_jalil_stadium_seating_plan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sl8h4CmMMZI/AAAAAAAACi4/-xhPIFteotQ/s400/bukit_jalil_stadium_seating_plan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359039328247624082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On second thought, my seats are the ones in red. From my side it would probably look like red and yellow ants chasing a white speck of a ball around a green pitch. GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thanks to Julianna for the newspaper cuttings :) And yes you can click the play button now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1966720817606284824?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1966720817606284824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1966720817606284824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1966720817606284824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1966720817606284824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleeping-on-floor-in-one-utama.html' title='Sleeping On The Floor in One Utama'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sl8h4CmMMZI/AAAAAAAACi4/-xhPIFteotQ/s72-c/bukit_jalil_stadium_seating_plan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5826438198070354911</id><published>2009-07-15T17:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:03:15.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Melting</title><content type='html'>I used to think it was all about the hair. The smooth flowing, sweet smelling hair. The hair when flipped right across your face, smothers you with an intense scent of shampoo. Fresh smelling hair follicles, dandruff-less, but smooooth nonetheless, like a smoothie. (okay sorry I shall stop here). But! I was lost all this while. It's the eyes man. The eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; that sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the lack of a better word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dayuuummmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5826438198070354911?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5826438198070354911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5826438198070354911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5826438198070354911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5826438198070354911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/heart-melting.html' title='Heart Melting'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7729224883925984772</id><published>2009-07-07T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:00:06.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings</title><content type='html'>I've been a "bachelor" for one whole week now. Eventhough I now have full access to use the car, a bit more freedom, lots of ample time but it's nothing like having proper family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I could make it one day as a young single man with a decent hybrid car and a studio apartment with classy and tasteful interior design in an uptown area. I won't have be the life of the party and have wild night outs everyday but I'll have the comfort and solace  of my own home. (okay maybe that would too idealistic, how bout a flat in Shah Alam and a Proton Iswara!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SlNF3UXVgnI/AAAAAAAACio/dfqVbDxm650/s1600-h/good-studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SlNF3UXVgnI/AAAAAAAACio/dfqVbDxm650/s400/good-studio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355701198535361138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SlNF3GhT-uI/AAAAAAAACig/vTLNY-YrrjA/s1600-h/Studio+Apartment+650+SF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SlNF3GhT-uI/AAAAAAAACig/vTLNY-YrrjA/s400/Studio+Apartment+650+SF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355701194819107554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something like this won't hurt eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I actually don't mind being alone, but sometimes it does get to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Going out now for my bachelor dinner because no one's at home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7729224883925984772?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7729224883925984772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7729224883925984772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7729224883925984772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7729224883925984772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SlNF3UXVgnI/AAAAAAAACio/dfqVbDxm650/s72-c/good-studio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5077817418781121497</id><published>2009-07-01T18:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:24:09.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Complain About Transformers.</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna sound like a sucker, but here's some things I didn't like about Transformers 2. Michael Bay seems like a great director &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; because he's directing one of the biggest franchises of all time. The movie is so shallow, filled with cheap humour and things exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I thought the robot balls was a cheap attempt at humour. Why on earth did the word "scrotum" and "sac" need to appear in a transformers script! Stooped so darn low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm sick of some serious cheesy acting by the klutz Sam Witwicky and his only hot and nothing else girlfriend Mikaela. I would have preferred the time be spent on the other Autobots. Come on, it's already the second movie and we hardly see any weapon prowess from Ironhide, the "Weapons Specialist" nor have we seen the "Medic" Ratchet do any dramatic battlefield treatments. That sort you know. Some teamwork maybe? They have a GREAT cast of Autobots already but they chose not to elaborate on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) General Motors are the car sponsors. Thus the amazing product placements. If you noticed, they put in a character called "Jolt" (The one who shocks Optimus with electric cables when he was combining parts with Jetfire). He has super minimal scenes, so minimal that I was wondering where on earth did that fella come from in the final desert fight scene. Later on, I found out it transformed into a Chevrolet Volt, an attempt by GM to promote their new car. Slot in a character with minimal contributions JUST for advert purposes. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I remember Soundwave transforming into a cute little cassette player in the cartoons. Although the satellite version Soundwave was ubercool, I wished they could have gave him some scenes on earth because he was one of the more memorable Decepticons. It's also disappointing that they killed off Devastator so easily. It's a combination of a few prominent Decepticons! Killed by a man made railgun!? What about the helicopter Decepticon that was so similar to Blackout in the first movie? They ran out of cool vehicles already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sideswipe? Couldn't tell the difference between him and Jazz. Same old fast action silver sports car cool robot. Seems like a replacement to me. Again, not much time spent on developing the Autobots. Was not an interesting character at all. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn I'm good&lt;/span&gt;" You might be good but you have zero personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Did I say I was annoyed at Sam Witwicky already? And his Mom, seriously. Need I elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)  Bad attempt at humour also include the inclusion of twin "gangsta" robots(which was perceived as racist and stereotypical by some), dog humping, naked man ass, mom getting high, etc. It was too freaking CORNY!!! The Megan Fox Baywatch style slow motion running was unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) So Bumble Bee can reattach his legs he lost in the first movie but still can't fix his vocal chord? Bumble Bee as a Camaro with a broken vocal chord totally spoils his supposed personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I read that Michael Bay wanted a Lamborghini for Sideswipe. But obviously he can't get one. You know why. Imagine a Lamborghini Autobot! That would seriously blow your mind off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Megatron is a gun dammit. Change him to a gun. *sorry I diverted there* Anyway it only got 20% on RottenTomatoes.com so you might just wanna read there for some better reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I paid money to watch an entertaining film. That's all. It wasn't mind blowing. Why? Because the hype is not the same as the first. We've seen Megan Fox, the robot transforming scenes, the huge fighting scenes, we've seen it all. And that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; we saw. I don't know how to explain it, except that it really lacked depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Michael Bay, for the third installment, can we have less Shia Lebouf and Megan Fox and more Autobots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5077817418781121497?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5077817418781121497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5077817418781121497' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5077817418781121497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5077817418781121497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-things-to-complain-about.html' title='Things to Complain About Transformers.'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8609661988156367037</id><published>2009-06-25T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:48:28.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SkOcLAKJF_I/AAAAAAAACiI/S5ZpxwY1wCs/s1600-h/P1100385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SkOcLAKJF_I/AAAAAAAACiI/S5ZpxwY1wCs/s320/P1100385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292495081314290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is way overdue... But happy birthday Mom! and happy father's day to Dad.&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/13360085-8609661988156367037?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8609661988156367037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8609661988156367037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8609661988156367037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8609661988156367037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/06/overdue.html' title='Overdue'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SkOcLAKJF_I/AAAAAAAACiI/S5ZpxwY1wCs/s72-c/P1100385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1022533933516551147</id><published>2009-06-25T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:59:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friend?</title><content type='html'>Things seem better this way. It may hurt sometimes, the scars and memories might remain, but at least we've gone through it together. I think this is what's best for now. That's an end to a chapter. A prolonged ending maybe, but it did reach at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through, I know we're cool. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1022533933516551147?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1022533933516551147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1022533933516551147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1022533933516551147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1022533933516551147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-friend.html' title='Best Friend?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2026308489069086575</id><published>2009-06-22T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:01:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Like We Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>There is so much to do, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;So many problems, so little solutions.&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams, yet so little courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe better times will come. It's the feeling of clinging on to something that does not make you feel the same anymore. It's easy to say we can fix this, but do we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to? I've finally come to realise the difference between sentimental value and the present, harsh reality. It's not surprising right? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've seen it coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2026308489069086575?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2026308489069086575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2026308489069086575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2026308489069086575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2026308489069086575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-not-like-we-didnt-know.html' title='It&apos;s Not Like We Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5762470364812588875</id><published>2009-06-05T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:09:25.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>"It's okay to tell God how big our mountains are, but learn to tell the mountain how big our God is!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I learned from SU in camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5762470364812588875?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5762470364812588875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5762470364812588875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5762470364812588875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5762470364812588875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8048651446145832995</id><published>2009-05-27T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:38:29.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights Will Guide You Home</title><content type='html'>Hate driving home alone, especially after you've had company in the car. But there's something special about the night. The never ending street lamps that light up the road. I remember listening to Coldplay's "Fix You" once while on the way back on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lights will guide you home..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect song, perfect mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm sorry for the lack of frequent updates. If it's anything significant to you, you should know that my exams are over, Manchester &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; conquer Europe tonight for the second time consecutively, and my trip to Cameron's is somewhat canceled, due to valid reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are the crap. You know something is wrong when you finished one whole essay question confidently, and then the smartest girl in class points out a mistake in the question to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Diyana says I'm well dressed. Hehehehe. Overdress kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, lambo has been fitted with new wheels today! 4 spanking new Goodyear tires. Feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, there's something special about the night that makes you wanna forgive everyone and buy people teh ais in mamak stalls and all that other nice stuff people do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8048651446145832995?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8048651446145832995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8048651446145832995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8048651446145832995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8048651446145832995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/05/lights-will-guide-you-home.html' title='Lights Will Guide You Home'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8238584993202200602</id><published>2009-05-23T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:07:55.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/biw2lABwAuI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/biw2lABwAuI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know Idol is over and done with. People were all about the Adam Lambert/Kris Allen fued, but my favourite contestant was always Matt Giraud. He's my type of singer I suppose. Smooth, soulful, can go crazy on riffs and great on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSjnVrLXn-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSjnVrLXn-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite female contestant would be Megan Joy. Come on, she said she doesn't care that Simon didn't like her song, not that she doesn't care about the competition. Simon does have some ego issues sometimes. Bottomline is, she's unique, in a good way. Way more interesting to watch than the other girls in the top 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again Kris Allen won so yeah, that's the way it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8238584993202200602?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8238584993202200602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8238584993202200602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8238584993202200602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8238584993202200602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-for-me.html' title='American Idol 8'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2842155883365794240</id><published>2009-05-17T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:07:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After A Short Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Girls are good at putting too much thought into a simple situation or a simple decision making process. Agreed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert has a great voice but his style is getting boring. Kris Allen is fresh and entertaining week by week but his voice isn't that great, for me. Don't ask me who I'm supporting in the finale, I'm a Matt Giraud fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that people are complaining about my slacks + flower shoe combo. Time for a wardrobe update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went jamming with part of Overdrive 2 days ago. Memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower 6 hot girls are in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are tomorrow. Followed by DMSJ. Followed by a possibility of strawberries, pancakes, scones, big tea plantations, and cool air. You know what I'm talking about! Can't freaking wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2842155883365794240?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2842155883365794240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2842155883365794240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2842155883365794240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2842155883365794240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-short-hiatus.html' title='After A Short Hiatus'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7602513066112941000</id><published>2009-05-08T23:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:27:11.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldest Story Ever Told</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgnFKNvmV7o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgnFKNvmV7o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is beyond awesome. I love Isaac Slade's voice. You really feel the raw emotion and sincerity in the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Aziz for sharing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7602513066112941000?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7602513066112941000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7602513066112941000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7602513066112941000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7602513066112941000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/05/coldest-story-ever-told.html' title='Coldest Story Ever Told'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2506134041958848678</id><published>2009-05-06T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:45:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Was Fricking Queer</title><content type='html'>See yesterday I was driving home from Sunway. As I was about to turn right to enter the Kesas highway, this old car cut into my lane from the left. I looked to my left and and in it was an Indian man driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know what you're thinking. "WTH James racist ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No that's not the point. Just as he was to cut into my lane, Hitz.fm played this very familiar intro. It was the funky sound of a sitar, or a similiar Indian instrument. The song was none other than :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAI HOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my destiny, jaayyy hoeeeee!(Just like how Nicole Scherzinger pronounces it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me awhile to realise it and when I did, it was quite amusing. No offence seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2506134041958848678?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2506134041958848678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2506134041958848678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2506134041958848678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2506134041958848678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-was-fricking-queer.html' title='That Was Fricking Queer'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2704440780039133621</id><published>2009-04-27T20:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:44:23.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucker</title><content type='html'>Life is a little bit complicating right now. Nothing I can't handle but it's a little messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for advertisements. Saw an ad for Tropicana Twister on TV. The day was hot as heck and this stupid haunting images of orange juice was playing on the flatscreen at home. Drove out about an hour after seeing the ad to get myself one. Two actually. Sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am currently very broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2704440780039133621?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2704440780039133621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2704440780039133621' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2704440780039133621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2704440780039133621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/sucker.html' title='Sucker'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7948564286826387369</id><published>2009-04-19T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:43:14.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For All You Blink Fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Ses3JZu8mEI/AAAAAAAACho/LsSDc8Syi30/s1600-h/WebTom-Hero.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Ses3JZu8mEI/AAAAAAAACho/LsSDc8Syi30/s400/WebTom-Hero.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326411618961889346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Delonge shoes by Macbeth... Found it being sold at pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Ses3JV-pxUI/AAAAAAAAChw/08r_5hmyynU/s1600-h/ava-macbeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Ses3JV-pxUI/AAAAAAAAChw/08r_5hmyynU/s400/ava-macbeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326411617954022722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this pair of AVA shoes online. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For my birthday. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7948564286826387369?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7948564286826387369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7948564286826387369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7948564286826387369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7948564286826387369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-all-you-blink-fans.html' title='For All You Blink Fans'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Ses3JZu8mEI/AAAAAAAACho/LsSDc8Syi30/s72-c/WebTom-Hero.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5416155770034640967</id><published>2009-04-15T23:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:37:54.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Might As Well</title><content type='html'>THE RULES ARE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 - Open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.(alternatively, if the first article you hit is short, hit Random Article two more times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 - Open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 - Open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 - Use photoshop/paint or similar to put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Post it! and Flaunt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeX99yKfVyI/AAAAAAAAChg/QEw4e3Xv7dc/s1600-h/album+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeX99yKfVyI/AAAAAAAAChg/QEw4e3Xv7dc/s400/album+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324941372315096866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Area Code 502 - Integrity Of Your Mind&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5416155770034640967?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5416155770034640967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5416155770034640967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5416155770034640967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5416155770034640967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/might-as-well.html' title='Might As Well'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeX99yKfVyI/AAAAAAAAChg/QEw4e3Xv7dc/s72-c/album+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5770647849129347973</id><published>2009-04-13T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:56:53.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnJUBYkfI/AAAAAAAAChI/zt5t5k8rV0Y/s1600-h/P1110127ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnJUBYkfI/AAAAAAAAChI/zt5t5k8rV0Y/s400/P1110127ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324142225428877810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnKjBP0_I/AAAAAAAAChQ/WOoFUNsy488/s1600-h/P1110132ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnKjBP0_I/AAAAAAAAChQ/WOoFUNsy488/s400/P1110132ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324142246634705906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnJSjWeII/AAAAAAAAChA/xnttYPVlrqQ/s1600-h/P1110124ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnJSjWeII/AAAAAAAAChA/xnttYPVlrqQ/s400/P1110124ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324142225034475650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked... Meet Toyota Hi Deluxe (not sure what year though). I can really imagine myself in one of these. Belongs to an uncle from church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5770647849129347973?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5770647849129347973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5770647849129347973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5770647849129347973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5770647849129347973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/retro.html' title='Retro'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SeMnJUBYkfI/AAAAAAAAChI/zt5t5k8rV0Y/s72-c/P1110127ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1291013076209531105</id><published>2009-04-13T02:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:26:56.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pills</title><content type='html'>It's the worst night I've had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with a usual shoulder muscle ache. It then evolved into a very annoying one sided shoulder ache. Tried getting some sleep but the most comfortable position is sitting up straight in front of the computer, like what I'm doing now at almost 3 am. My mind once to get some sleep (you see, I accidentally spelled wants as once) but my body's pain receptors are working OT and overwriting every other nerve impulse my brain is sending to it. More troubles come in the form of a hungry stomach. It's the kind of hungriness that says, "I've skipped lunch today and now there's a sharp sensation eating through my insides". All that despite having a proper dinner earlier on. Popped in a few cookies to ease the pain and it gets worst. And now a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth! I need a new bed! I NEED PILLS I'M A FREAKING INSOMNIAC. This is plain frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, something is telling me it's all in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4.20 and I'm still up. Watching videos of American Idol and I really feel that Megan Joy should still be in the competition. She has a 3 quarter sleeve tattoo, an amazing voice, has a great soul-ish kinda style and is just different from the others. I find Allison and Lil Rounds boring seriously. Anyway we all know who's gonna win la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1291013076209531105?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1291013076209531105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1291013076209531105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1291013076209531105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1291013076209531105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/pills.html' title='Pills'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-6319115901000865918</id><published>2009-04-11T11:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:05:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Are Not Enough</title><content type='html'>How majestic and great You are. Undying love, matchless grace. How could we not respond with all our gratitude to a King so worthy of praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for the crown of thorns on Your head, the whipping, the nails, the mockery, the humiliation and all the sufferings You bore for worthless humans such as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could never repay You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-6319115901000865918?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/6319115901000865918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=6319115901000865918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6319115901000865918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6319115901000865918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Words Are Not Enough'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7671374892638882614</id><published>2009-04-02T21:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:37:05.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yang Berhormat...</title><content type='html'>I'll keep this blog post short :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the parliament today. Sadly, it was the "less interesting" Dewan Negara(Senate) in session instead of the Dewan Rakyat(House Of Representitives). Your friendly neighbourhood MPs were no where in sight and all we saw today were a handful of Senators and a few Timbalan Menteris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We witnessed the first hour of the proceedings, which was basically a Q&amp;amp;A session between the Senators and the Timbalan Menteris. Let me emphasize on the word TIMBALAN. Yeah, again, no familiar faces to be seen. Some interesting issues were suggestions for using nuclear power as an alternative energy source, correcting discrepancies in the History textbooks used in schools, and the death of people held in police lock ups. Other not so interesting issues were the development of our fishing industry(something like that), ways to promote unity and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I still don't fathom is the whole concept of the Senate. I mean, 40 of the Senators in the highest office in the country is selected under the advice of the Prime Minister. Isn't that not a little biased? (I need enlightenment on this one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real deal didn't come from the Dewan Negara actually, but rather later on when we were led on to the Dewan Rakyat. That was crazy, considering after seeing all those videos online and finally seeing the real deal and being there yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it at that. Probably going for another trip in June. There was seriously something lacking today =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What trip is complete without camwhoring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84R4O5NI/AAAAAAAACgg/rlHDvGZL4GY/s1600-h/Image101ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84R4O5NI/AAAAAAAACgg/rlHDvGZL4GY/s400/Image101ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320084734889354450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84WLALJI/AAAAAAAACgY/wastN_FTMUo/s1600-h/Image100ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84WLALJI/AAAAAAAACgY/wastN_FTMUo/s400/Image100ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320084736041823378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84DDXR3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/6U1ONtOJZnw/s1600-h/Image053ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84DDXR3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/6U1ONtOJZnw/s400/Image053ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320084730909509490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdTDoAnPNFI/AAAAAAAACg4/KEkN8gwShlY/s1600-h/DSC00710ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdTDoAnPNFI/AAAAAAAACg4/KEkN8gwShlY/s400/DSC00710ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320092151958156370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdTDn6xig7I/AAAAAAAACgw/kJriEhCVaOw/s1600-h/DSC00731ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdTDn6xig7I/AAAAAAAACgw/kJriEhCVaOw/s400/DSC00731ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320092150390752178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdTDn89ptLI/AAAAAAAACgo/9BZXwyn7mzc/s1600-h/DSC00729ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdTDn89ptLI/AAAAAAAACgo/9BZXwyn7mzc/s400/DSC00729ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320092150978426034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84Mmc-kI/AAAAAAAACgI/ByhKIR36OXM/s1600-h/DSC00736ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84Mmc-kI/AAAAAAAACgI/ByhKIR36OXM/s400/DSC00736ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320084733472602690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS83W_GGjI/AAAAAAAACgA/4ssmaqUe8uY/s1600-h/DSC00717ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS83W_GGjI/AAAAAAAACgA/4ssmaqUe8uY/s400/DSC00717ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320084719080446514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we visited some other places as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The edited photos are a product of me contracting Lomo disease. I want one terribly, preferbably Coloursplash or a Holga. (Though my brother was telling me a story about how it's origins lies in being a glorified failed product and me having read about Lomos being so cheap they used to be given out as freebies.) I think I'm attracted to cheap, plastic cameras! (That cost about 300 bucks a pop!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7671374892638882614?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7671374892638882614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7671374892638882614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7671374892638882614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7671374892638882614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/yang-berhormat.html' title='Yang Berhormat...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SdS84R4O5NI/AAAAAAAACgg/rlHDvGZL4GY/s72-c/Image101ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3168705307670453439</id><published>2009-04-02T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:43:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Careful What You Wish For</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2aAdQNVGxHI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2aAdQNVGxHI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover of When I Grow Up by Mayday Parade is dead catchy and addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next, my comprehensive coverage of my one day experience in the Parliament! Dig that. The real parliament, for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3168705307670453439?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3168705307670453439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3168705307670453439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3168705307670453439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3168705307670453439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/04/careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Careful What You Wish For'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5634820350067717578</id><published>2009-03-29T23:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:30:45.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'What for?' You Ask...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sc-O-sc7jAI/AAAAAAAACf4/caKeVbrvjkE/s1600-h/desktop1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sc-O-sc7jAI/AAAAAAAACf4/caKeVbrvjkE/s400/desktop1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318626892683381762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ahh there. Nice and simple now. I'm sort of getting a desktop wallpaper fetish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it gets staggering and plain tiring just looking at the world we live in now. Everything's polluted, there's corruption, plain injustice, youths that thrive on fads and hip cultures, self centredness, the paranoid over achievers, the indecisive shallow people, the unforgiving road drivers, the everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same fashion. The same music. The same TV shows. The same self indulgent lifestyles. The same rebel like minds. The same clubs. The same cigarettes. The same booze. The same parties. The same hangovers. The same profanities. The same hairstyles. The same pre-marital sex. The same thoughts. The same future. The same old circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is getting over populated and everyone wants a piece of something. Everyone blogs. Everyone has their own say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what makes me any different?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5634820350067717578?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5634820350067717578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5634820350067717578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5634820350067717578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5634820350067717578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-for-you-ask.html' title='&apos;What for?&apos; You Ask...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sc-O-sc7jAI/AAAAAAAACf4/caKeVbrvjkE/s72-c/desktop1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1316740310796296647</id><published>2009-03-25T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:35:14.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;If lust and longing were all we knew&lt;br /&gt;And you were someone special, and I was too&lt;br /&gt;For would you take this song, put it on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Hide it somewhere when your lover calls&lt;br /&gt;If he asks if that's music playing&lt;br /&gt;Tell him that the rattling of old bolts and chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she'll go to another with dodgy heels on&lt;br /&gt;Dance with him to the beat of this song&lt;br /&gt;Teach him up not be this much at his hopes&lt;br /&gt;And then just another number on a generation kill&lt;br /&gt;Dance, dance, too much time to kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Razorlight - Monster Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously in love with these lyrics by Johnny Borrell, and the fact that some random song I listened to last night actually meant something to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1316740310796296647?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1316740310796296647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1316740310796296647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1316740310796296647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1316740310796296647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/shatter.html' title='Shatter'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2176399512865046019</id><published>2009-03-23T22:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:35:02.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackout</title><content type='html'>I think it's awesome that we all come together and start an awareness for earth hour, but somehow it doesn't leave me convinced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example maybe. A few of my friends plan to organize a barbeque party for earth hour. I mean in the end bout, say 40 people will be arriving at the venue in cars and end up polluting the world even more. I don't think the 10-15 minutes drive or so justifies the carbon emission saved through switching off your lights, your computer etc for one hour. (Correct me if I'm wrong, because I really don't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are similar gatherings of such elsewhere. It's all feel good karma in my opinion. You want a green country? Go to Denmark. They have brightly painted bicycle lanes on the roads that people actually use, not to mention the country's low energy usage. It's the mentality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless it is a great for awareness. If it wasn't for earth hour, you and I would not be talking about global warming won't we. That being said, at the rate we are going, we're going to need to do more about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2176399512865046019?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2176399512865046019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2176399512865046019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2176399512865046019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2176399512865046019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/blackout.html' title='Blackout'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3130322627181561736</id><published>2009-03-19T14:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:18:38.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Me From Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dVc4pRYxE5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dVc4pRYxE5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm so here's one guy you won't be seeing at Sunburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Brian "Head" Welch, ex-Korn guitarist and born again Christian getting a tat on LA Ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch the video aite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3130322627181561736?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3130322627181561736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3130322627181561736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3130322627181561736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3130322627181561736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/save-me-from-myself.html' title='Save Me From Myself'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4811033440688632304</id><published>2009-03-17T20:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:12:41.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Grow Up</title><content type='html'>What I've wanted to become since after SPM till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lawyer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stock Market Broker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fireman (No Kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brand Executive (Marketing)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Social Worker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;National Geographic video cameraman (Just recently)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Socialist/Communist activist (I'm kidding about this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Notice how the ambitions go from the conventional to the less common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents would be so proud of me... Erm yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4811033440688632304?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4811033440688632304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4811033440688632304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4811033440688632304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4811033440688632304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-519241196901786216</id><published>2009-03-17T19:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:53:04.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Geek</title><content type='html'>I realised that I did not have a proper post-spm holiday till now. So now I'm just waiting for STPM to be over, and I know it sounds a lil crazy but I'm planning for my holiday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled "best Malaysian Islands" and found places like Redang, Perhentian, Tioman etc. I realised that after being a Malaysian for freaking 19 years and I've hardly visited any of our true paradises, if they even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm organizing already. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I was fixing a Japanese mecha toy (not a real Gundam, unfortunately)  yesterday while listening to Radiohead. Try fixing a super cool war robot while listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15 Steps&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously it made me feel like in the movies, where the protagonist prepares for his schemes while a super catchy song plays in the background. Wahah like building a real army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why Gundam sells like mad I suppose. What is cooler than a futuristic war robot, seriously? What is more satisfying than building a proper model out of scratch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Gundams are much harder to build because they involve more detail and painting work. That's something I could never do, too bad with my art and craft skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-UXHa1rpI/AAAAAAAACfY/lDms9tRqcQU/s1600-h/gundam1-770009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-UXHa1rpI/AAAAAAAACfY/lDms9tRqcQU/s400/gundam1-770009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314129210169994898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-UWmPmtPI/AAAAAAAACfQ/WpotjsU2N1A/s1600-h/mg-102_rx-0_unicorn_gundam_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-UWmPmtPI/AAAAAAAACfQ/WpotjsU2N1A/s400/mg-102_rx-0_unicorn_gundam_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314129201264506098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this is the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, this is what I can get away with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-Z1n_kv2I/AAAAAAAACfo/MJ5HiCqGT28/s1600-h/P1110068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-Z1n_kv2I/AAAAAAAACfo/MJ5HiCqGT28/s400/P1110068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314135231868223330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry about the poor lighting and focus. I promise a proper photoshoot soon. (This makes me sound like such a geek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thanks to Darren for the free stuff wei. Appreciate it man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-519241196901786216?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/519241196901786216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=519241196901786216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/519241196901786216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/519241196901786216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-geek.html' title='What a Geek'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sb-UXHa1rpI/AAAAAAAACfY/lDms9tRqcQU/s72-c/gundam1-770009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7772677314884880035</id><published>2009-03-13T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:34:41.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SboyzpToHCI/AAAAAAAACfA/N-YQPAawdbA/s1600-h/St+anger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SboyzpToHCI/AAAAAAAACfA/N-YQPAawdbA/s400/St+anger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312614573279812642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not exactly a big fan of Metallica(nor a big fan of Lars Ulrich's drumming) but I got this DVD/CD pack for about 5 bucks. I mean seriously, Metallica for 5 bucks??? They are one of the "big four" of thrash metal!(the other 3 bands being Slayer, Anthrax and Megadeth). The music in here is seriously tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sboyz8gDPLI/AAAAAAAACfI/3XKjPNLvewk/s1600-h/Razorlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/Sboyz8gDPLI/AAAAAAAACfI/3XKjPNLvewk/s400/Razorlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312614578432195762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also bought a Razorlight album for about 13 bucks. Always loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In The Morning&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who Needs Love?&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt; so why not buy the album huh. Their wardrobe is a Topman fanboy's wet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stock clearance sales man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/giEUt4ojGVE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/giEUt4ojGVE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clip of Razorlight performing live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7772677314884880035?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7772677314884880035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7772677314884880035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7772677314884880035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7772677314884880035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/bargain-not-exactly-big-fan-of.html' title='Bargain!'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SboyzpToHCI/AAAAAAAACfA/N-YQPAawdbA/s72-c/St+anger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8933460606563753669</id><published>2009-03-09T22:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:33:13.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College for Form 6 Students</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;KUALA LUMPUR: The Education Ministry is preparing a paper for the establishment of a college for Form Six studies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its deputy minister Datuk Dr Wee Ka Siong told Datuk Abdul Manan Ismail (BN-Paya Besar) that such a college would be equipped with the most experienced teachers to teach Form Six students.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“At present, Form Six classes form a part of the normal secondary school. The setting up of the college is part of our plan to radically transform Form Six studies and take into account the higher thinking, analytical and evaluation skills necessary to excel in the STPM.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“The teaching of STPM subjects would also be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;based on a modular system whereby students will be evaluated after every semester, rather than at the end of the two years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Currently, by the time students take their Form Six exams, they would have forgotten everything taught in the first year,” he said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Having a college specifically for Form Six studies would also centralise students from one district or region, added Dr Wee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“This means that instead of having six or seven schools in one area teaching Form Six, we will just have one college for all the students there,” he said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To another question by Abdul Manan, Dr Wee said the standard for STPM was comparative to the Cambridge A Levels, which made the test acceptable for entrance into overseas universities.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, Dr Wee said the evaluation for STPM would also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;include marks for coursework&lt;/span&gt;, adding that this would make Form Six studies more attractive and vibrant for students.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“With students having more choices now, we need to make STPM more attractive,” he said, adding that the paper however “still had a long way to go” and that the ministry would need to further discuss the proposal with the Finance Ministry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/3/3/nation/20090303140714&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;Click here for source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Saya tidak hendak berkomen lagi berkenaan perkara di atas. Hati sudah sakit, jiwa sudah terseksa dan perasaan sudah manyaak diganggu akibat form 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok pakai uniform pergi sekolah lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian harap maklum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8933460606563753669?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8933460606563753669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8933460606563753669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8933460606563753669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8933460606563753669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/college-for-form-6-students.html' title='College for Form 6 Students'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3405966535416946170</id><published>2009-03-07T22:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:35:40.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another...</title><content type='html'>I'm now having a childhood friend staying over. There used to be a few of us of the same age in Kuantan and now they're all grown up and left that place. I've never really had friends who have been around me since young till now so it's great to catch up with long lost friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RBS grad was 2 days ago. Like any other ex-RBS student, I'm sure grad nite brought back it's fair share of memories. Sometimes you tell yourself, "Aiya I should have done this in RBS and made it a better experience, etc..." Whatever it is I still cherish those moments up there in Camerons. Great memories and lessons learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad driving day yesterday. Tight parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I don't exactly dread school, I can't wait for it to end. It's not that I'm dying to go to college. That's hardly the point, but I do wish for some changes. I've been thinking through my future all the time and what I can say is that I want to make my life count. A 9-5 desk job hardly sounds appealing to me. Anyway lets just leave that to the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm visiting the parliament this April on a school trip. By then we would already have a new prime minister. I read about the supposingly true first hand account of the Altantuya murder and also read the autopsy report of S. Kugan. No comments about that, but go read it for yourself. Very worth reading. Those are things you won't find in papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, why do I not advertise on my blog(ie. through Nuffnang)? Sure it earns you some good pocket money, you get to make a few friends, attend parties, win freebies etc. Nevertheless I regard my blog as my own personal blog. I wouldn't like third party advertising on my blog. Even so, advertising for something that I myself have not approved of. Never liked the idea of adverts cluttering up my blog to earn some extra moolah. (Despite being a brother to a 2nd year advertising student, but he doesn't use blog ads either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with blog ads really. It's an effective form of advertising, but what I dislike about it is people who get obsessed with blog ads and money making schemes. Just my personal view. I hope that there are other bloggers who share my view. What happened to blogging being a genuine past time and not people worrying about their stat counters and their advert money bank? Would you blog something just because you wanted to, not because you were afraid of your blog hits dipping low?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I had one of those "usual updates" I guess. So here it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3405966535416946170?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3405966535416946170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3405966535416946170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3405966535416946170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3405966535416946170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/another.html' title='Another...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8665710213015607473</id><published>2009-03-01T23:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:06:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Leg</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOLthJnrdEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOLthJnrdEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Hawkins is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the same guy you hear on "Love is Only A Feeling" and "I Believe In A Thing Called Love". The Darkness does not exist anymore, but Justin Hawkin's new band is called Hot Leg. Stage presence, attitude, outfits, crazy guitars, falsettos, big hair, Union Jack. What is there not to love! Glam rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really skillful musician. I want his voice man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way they call it "man rock". Trust me, you won't get much more man than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8665710213015607473?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8665710213015607473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8665710213015607473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8665710213015607473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8665710213015607473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-thought-id-never-see-justin-hawkins.html' title='Hot Leg'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-6327847028123849407</id><published>2009-02-27T23:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:29:30.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Written</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little late at this but I just watched the much talked about Slumdog Millionaire. What is there to say about it? If I said it sucked you wouldn't believe me anyway, because it won 8 Oscars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it had brilliant story telling. It had a "just nice" feeling to me, not over-doing anything. The ending was nothing short of satisfying. It seems like everything was just right, even the soundtrack. There's a good dose of humour too with the stereotyping of Indians working in call centres that accept overseas calls, the scene where Jamal rips off western tourist with his version of the Taj Mahal, etc. Great directing and script writing, seeing how each scene is nicely put together seamlessly. They were a huge fan of tilted camera angles too?(Ok I just dunno what else to write about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It highlights the plights of children living in the slums in India. How a slum boy gets caught for suspicion of cheating, just because he's uneducated and from the slums? How children are neglected because of the wars of their parents over things like religion. How children are exploited and driven into doing petty thefts and crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I actually knew the answer to Jamal's 20 million rupee question! Can you believe that? Well, kinda. I've read about it on wikipedia before but I've forgotten the answer. I was close though. Makes me wonder why I spend so much time on wiki but forget a huge bulk of the things I read anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a movie critic, but Slumdog is an awesome rags-to-riches tale with an amazing story line. I'm going for seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SagRwgeVjmI/AAAAAAAACew/bx9JFyPt_5Q/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SagRwgeVjmI/AAAAAAAACew/bx9JFyPt_5Q/s320/DSC00643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511685904698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My movie date who almost ditched me for another guy she hardly knew. BFF power.&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/13360085-6327847028123849407?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/6327847028123849407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=6327847028123849407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6327847028123849407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/6327847028123849407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-is-written.html' title='It is Written'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SagRwgeVjmI/AAAAAAAACew/bx9JFyPt_5Q/s72-c/DSC00643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-778428615305246424</id><published>2009-02-25T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:08:12.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're So Vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7wo-_3guOo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7wo-_3guOo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you think this song is about you, don't you? Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Grohl = Legend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-778428615305246424?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/778428615305246424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=778428615305246424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/778428615305246424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/778428615305246424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-so-vain.html' title='You&apos;re So Vain'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8839473651444755076</id><published>2009-02-22T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:53:59.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>A longer weekend is what I need, because it's getting too packed. It's like practice piu piu ice breaker piu piu captainball piuuuuuuu go to sleep sunday morning play drum dung dung chak sermon sermon sermon breakfast CG come home SLEEEEEPPP on computer blog. Sleep. Go school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheese naan&lt;/span&gt; brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like, it's better than yours and they're like, it's better than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can teach you, but I have to charge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8839473651444755076?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8839473651444755076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8839473651444755076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8839473651444755076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8839473651444755076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1074011566592527022</id><published>2009-02-21T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:58:19.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Sandcastles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZ96je0aKmI/AAAAAAAACeA/rT18x6uyqNo/s1600-h/25iup9i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZ96je0aKmI/AAAAAAAACeA/rT18x6uyqNo/s400/25iup9i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305093636052626018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current handphone screen saver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1074011566592527022?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1074011566592527022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1074011566592527022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1074011566592527022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1074011566592527022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-sandcastles.html' title='I Hate Sandcastles!'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZ96je0aKmI/AAAAAAAACeA/rT18x6uyqNo/s72-c/25iup9i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8960054099943392654</id><published>2009-02-18T00:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:47:41.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamak Story?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was tapau-ing some maggi goreng ayam for lunch today at Ameer in KK. Good food, not bad price, not too clean but I do recommend it for it's affordability. For roti canai go to Melur instead and also you don't want to order ayam goreng late at night at Asiba(they'll just slaughter you, like 7-8 bucks a plate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this starting to sound like a KK mamak review?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's not my main point. My main point is that a radio was playing in the background while our beloved Indian brethren was frying my instant noodles. The song played? None other than Taylor Swift's Love Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was some funnnneeeehhhh situation if you were there. Just imagine a sweaty, oily man frying noodles to the tune of "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I got tired of waiting, wondering if you were done with my maggi mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Eat my mee,  Juliet you'll never have to eat alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;My daddy said stay away from that a-neehhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I talked to your dad I'll fry you a nice lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is a mamak story, baby just say yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8960054099943392654?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8960054099943392654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8960054099943392654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8960054099943392654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8960054099943392654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/mamak-story.html' title='Mamak Story?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7627420515205422037</id><published>2009-02-16T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:18:57.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such A Shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/3285140368_07e0165e7e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/3285140368_07e0165e7e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missing the simple things in life. Let's take it back to the start? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Scientist - Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7627420515205422037?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7627420515205422037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7627420515205422037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7627420515205422037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7627420515205422037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/nobody-said-it-was-easy-its-such-shame.html' title='Such A Shame'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/3285140368_07e0165e7e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1631674553756741207</id><published>2009-02-15T23:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:56:40.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerpoint 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There should be no short forms in Powerpoint presentations. ie. dalam -dlm, untuk-utk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It helps to have a less distracting background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do not overuse the "bold" and "underline" functions. If you're putting words up on an oversized screen it should mean it's important already. Bold what's really important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which also translates to summarizing your points and putting up the useful stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe slide animations are lame. They take up time. Some animations are acceptable, not those types that jump and bounce around the screen before reaching it's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Use nice, subtle and suitable colours that emphasizes, demands attention and yet does not reach out and punch you right in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna know how much I dread sitting through powerpoint presentations in school. I'm no powerpoint maestro but some presentations are just, ugh. You know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1631674553756741207?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1631674553756741207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1631674553756741207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1631674553756741207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1631674553756741207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/powerpoint-101.html' title='Powerpoint 101'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3603543767798893669</id><published>2009-02-12T16:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:49:59.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Pop Band 101</title><content type='html'>Some bands nowadays are running out of material to write about I guess. There seems to be one fixed format to being a successful band. Firstly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make sure you have some pretty good looking band mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPhZq1_W7I/AAAAAAAACc4/zxiX2VSbCLU/s1600-h/boys-like-girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPhZq1_W7I/AAAAAAAACc4/zxiX2VSbCLU/s320/boys-like-girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301829017458924466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, go and get yourself a nice emo hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPmPhA6FGI/AAAAAAAACdI/IGaommSmQ7c/s1600-h/metro+station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPmPhA6FGI/AAAAAAAACdI/IGaommSmQ7c/s320/metro+station.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301834340579808354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the skinny jeans. Please. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt; leave home without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPmPeeaUjI/AAAAAAAACdA/06uN65ad40s/s1600-h/we-the-kings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPmPeeaUjI/AAAAAAAACdA/06uN65ad40s/s320/we-the-kings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301834339898249778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important step?&lt;br /&gt;Write songs about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;running away together with a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case Study #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys Like Girls - The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Throw it away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll make the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't hear a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know us anyway&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it burn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause we are finally free tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case study #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station - Seventeen Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we can get away with this tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case Study #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We The Kings - Check Yes Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Run, baby, run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't ever look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Run, baby, run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Forever will be &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; You and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, always deal with the theme of "lets get away tonight or risk losing it forever..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this blogger has already taught you the essentials of making a good power pop band. Go now and make the local scene proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence to anyone. Well actually I kinda like We The Kings hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't get it, this is a parody of current bands. I'm not really promoting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3603543767798893669?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3603543767798893669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3603543767798893669' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3603543767798893669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3603543767798893669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-pop-band-101.html' title='Power Pop Band 101'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SZPhZq1_W7I/AAAAAAAACc4/zxiX2VSbCLU/s72-c/boys-like-girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7826814030662031959</id><published>2009-02-10T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:36:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally Perkins</title><content type='html'>If Jun Yi has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir Ramsey&lt;/span&gt;, my bro has his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Midnight&lt;/span&gt;, Mervyn with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nightmare&lt;/span&gt; and Melvin with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms. Wood&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally Perkins&lt;/span&gt;... She's nothing new but she deserves a loving name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7826814030662031959?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7826814030662031959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7826814030662031959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7826814030662031959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7826814030662031959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/sally-perkins.html' title='Sally Perkins'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-684805297730269189</id><published>2009-02-09T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:07:46.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on over, come on over baby...</title><content type='html'>I know people are upset over Perak's handover to BN, but isn't this hop-over-to-another-party thing something Anwar condoned? Is it not he that once suggested he had enough BN people to cross over to Pakatan to form the new government?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know my politics THAT well, but I still think elections should be won fairly. Enough of this cross-over stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-684805297730269189?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/684805297730269189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=684805297730269189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/684805297730269189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/684805297730269189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/come-on-over-come-on-over-baby.html' title='Come on over, come on over baby...'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2736319447982836068</id><published>2009-02-07T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:59:05.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Ten Million Dollars?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SY0FqfzmwRI/AAAAAAAACcw/ORjkX5QtWrc/s1600-h/zimbabwe-bill-of-ten-million-dollar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SY0FqfzmwRI/AAAAAAAACcw/ORjkX5QtWrc/s320/zimbabwe-bill-of-ten-million-dollar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299898564135534866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find Economics a useful subject which I can apply to daily life. I can relate to stuff now in the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no offence to anyone, I think it would work much better in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote my classmate Raymurn, who replied to my teacher regarding many science stream SPM students who take econs as an extra subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alot of people take because they haven't tried mikroekonomi yet!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, great subject, but a real pain to study. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keluk this la, KDNK that la, sebab-sebab blah blah blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2736319447982836068?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2736319447982836068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2736319447982836068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2736319447982836068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2736319447982836068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/fancy-ten-million-dollars.html' title='Fancy Ten Million Dollars?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SY0FqfzmwRI/AAAAAAAACcw/ORjkX5QtWrc/s72-c/zimbabwe-bill-of-ten-million-dollar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7601772549274638070</id><published>2009-02-07T01:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:24:26.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neh It's Nothing I'm Not Emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SYxvoW2P3aI/AAAAAAAACco/tYpR4lHO2Bc/s1600-h/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SYxvoW2P3aI/AAAAAAAACco/tYpR4lHO2Bc/s320/41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299733600626793890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a short while since I last blogged. I know, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through old photos of family definitely brings back thoughts. Lately I've been indulging in a lot of self-pity. Pathetic to some extend, but it's always the topic of "I'm not good at anything".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a topic in class a few days ago during MUET(English) class about how to handle problems/stress etc. Typical discussion topic. Sad to say but I've hardly encountered much problems in my life. I guess I really don't have much issues bothering me or I'm just plain ignorant to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too ignorant to see that I've achieved so little in 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside I just don't want to grow up and take responsibilities for my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-End of self-pity-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. Stay tuned for a happier post coming your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7601772549274638070?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7601772549274638070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7601772549274638070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7601772549274638070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7601772549274638070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/02/neh-its-nothing-im-not-emo.html' title='Neh It&apos;s Nothing I&apos;m Not Emo.'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SYxvoW2P3aI/AAAAAAAACco/tYpR4lHO2Bc/s72-c/41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4647828167573955370</id><published>2009-01-31T04:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T04:12:34.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 In the Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's 4 in the morning and it's impossible to sleep... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours of tossing and turning and having flashbacks of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new mattress, period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4647828167573955370?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4647828167573955370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4647828167573955370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4647828167573955370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4647828167573955370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/4-in-morning_31.html' title='4 In the Morning'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8312460347737584943</id><published>2009-01-28T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T04:08:51.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>My CNY holidays are like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SYB0EWd1cnI/AAAAAAAACbM/B28MGdZl1FM/s1600-h/P1090883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SYB0EWd1cnI/AAAAAAAACbM/B28MGdZl1FM/s400/P1090883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296360779886719602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my cousin's son - Ming San. According to family traditions, my son's name will have the middle name "Ming". So it's gonna be Lim Ming - Something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Tian, Ming Bai, Ming Zhi!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8312460347737584943?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8312460347737584943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8312460347737584943' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8312460347737584943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8312460347737584943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/zzz.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SYB0EWd1cnI/AAAAAAAACbM/B28MGdZl1FM/s72-c/P1090883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-910454586935165773</id><published>2009-01-28T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:30:42.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F06gWxnrL5M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F06gWxnrL5M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song never gets old! There's like a few hundred covers of this on youtube...&lt;br /&gt;Probably my number 2 all time favourite R&amp;amp;B song after "On Bended Knee". heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-910454586935165773?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/910454586935165773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=910454586935165773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/910454586935165773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/910454586935165773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-sick.html' title='So Sick'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-818183932573914639</id><published>2009-01-27T00:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:05:41.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY it Seems</title><content type='html'>An overload of Ba Gua and suckling pig meat is starting to take it's toll on me. So much for needing to eat vegetarian dishes on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's much on my mind that I wanted to blog about, but I'm either too lazy or feel that some things are best kept to myself alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa left us last week and we received his ang pow today. Not so much about the ang pow that matters, but the significance behind it. The fact that he went to the bank more than a week before Chinese new year to withdraw some of his penchant money for the ang pow shows just how much he was looking forward to the whole thing. He was always the cheerful family guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Ah Gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was wondering whether I could keep your police baton, just for memories sake since I never spent that much time with you as I grew older...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-818183932573914639?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/818183932573914639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=818183932573914639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/818183932573914639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/818183932573914639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-it-seems.html' title='CNY it Seems'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-2201892526542529315</id><published>2009-01-17T22:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:31:37.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Hybrid?</title><content type='html'>The week has been hectic. Ranging from school, to tuition, to school activities, to church, church practices and so on. Everyday I come back from school half dead and having to commute all the way to Subang daily is tiresome too. Been using up quite a bit of petrol these days. The car's a fuel guzzler, and it's not even a four wheel drive or a high performance tuner ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I actually feel bad about driving and contributing to global warming. Carbon footprints and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SXHzemG7H-I/AAAAAAAACaU/vwW6xegWBqc/s1600-h/prius.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SXHzemG7H-I/AAAAAAAACaU/vwW6xegWBqc/s400/prius.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292278744088256482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toyota Prius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get 100km for 4.9L of fuel on this car. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prius"&gt;*click for info*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I sound like a holier-than-thou environmentalist, but given the chance to own a hybrid car in the future, I would certainly feel most obliged to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-2201892526542529315?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/2201892526542529315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=2201892526542529315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2201892526542529315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/2201892526542529315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-prius-for-real.html' title='Go Hybrid?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SXHzemG7H-I/AAAAAAAACaU/vwW6xegWBqc/s72-c/prius.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1450875405352573289</id><published>2009-01-14T23:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:10:10.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Just an update for those who have left school : the school toilet cubicle doors right now reaches up to as high as my eye level when I'm standing up straight. Tip toe a lil and you can really see everything that's going on inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SW4Nw2KltBI/AAAAAAAACZ8/iXnSP3XkLrU/s1600-h/m_pg34buck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SW4Nw2KltBI/AAAAAAAACZ8/iXnSP3XkLrU/s320/m_pg34buck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291181745031722002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On an unrelated note, my relief period teacher looks like One Buck Short's vocalist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1450875405352573289?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1450875405352573289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1450875405352573289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1450875405352573289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1450875405352573289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SW4Nw2KltBI/AAAAAAAACZ8/iXnSP3XkLrU/s72-c/m_pg34buck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-4101079871276301604</id><published>2009-01-13T00:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:24:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWt79hf3y0I/AAAAAAAACY8/pnWlm9mNt_M/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWt79hf3y0I/AAAAAAAACY8/pnWlm9mNt_M/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290458484171066178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWt79vEMzDI/AAAAAAAACY0/vAAzjpUJSF8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWt79vEMzDI/AAAAAAAACY0/vAAzjpUJSF8/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290458487813098546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change.. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-4101079871276301604?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/4101079871276301604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=4101079871276301604' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4101079871276301604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/4101079871276301604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWt79hf3y0I/AAAAAAAACY8/pnWlm9mNt_M/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5174467473718460838</id><published>2009-01-11T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:59:18.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know Thou Art Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWnxqRIWJsI/AAAAAAAACX8/IyFM0Wu64R8/s1600-h/n539125409_567310_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWnxqRIWJsI/AAAAAAAACX8/IyFM0Wu64R8/s400/n539125409_567310_3066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290024945778566850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord Jesus, I love Thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love Thee because Thou has first loved me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang this song this morning in church. If I'm not mistaken, this is the first(or second) time we've sang it in church since I came back from RBS. Yeah I know, it's almost an entire year since it ended. I still remember the parts quite well, wonder why a few of us struggled so much back then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just brings back fond memories I cannot describe. Remember rehearsing in the toilet during shower time? I thought it was one of the best ever songs to come out from a toilet. It's like one cubicle bass, another cubicle tenor and another bunch of guys outside at the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is not getting to ever watch it again on video... Now that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beyond that, the words simply speak for itself. Definitely a beautiful hymn. Even made beautiful-er with a cello, a piano and 11 dudes singing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWnxqtGpklI/AAAAAAAACYE/bPcuRXv1zOM/s1600-h/n539125409_567313_3840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWnxqtGpklI/AAAAAAAACYE/bPcuRXv1zOM/s400/n539125409_567313_3840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290024953287643730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because Thou has first Loved me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-5174467473718460838?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5174467473718460838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5174467473718460838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5174467473718460838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5174467473718460838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-thou-art-mine.html' title='I know Thou Art Mine'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWnxqRIWJsI/AAAAAAAACX8/IyFM0Wu64R8/s72-c/n539125409_567310_3066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1999428552840869770</id><published>2009-01-11T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:20:27.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXChLvKCI/AAAAAAAACXk/5cTJ3SELwOo/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXChLvKCI/AAAAAAAACXk/5cTJ3SELwOo/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289714200613955618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 3 years to finish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NFS : Most Wanted&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NFS : Carbon&lt;/span&gt; took me a short while, but not this one. Well basically I gave up on this game long long ago but recently decided to finish it up and finally be able to drive that M3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my ultra-cool Dodge Viper and my Carrera GT for finishing the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXCyTyHiI/AAAAAAAACX0/O64KIZ_JzJ0/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXCyTyHiI/AAAAAAAACX0/O64KIZ_JzJ0/s400/untitled3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289714205211106850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXC3TyXCI/AAAAAAAACXs/WiP9rwjALUc/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXC3TyXCI/AAAAAAAACXs/WiP9rwjALUc/s400/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289714206553300002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even someone with a P license can be the nation's most wanted street driver huh...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1999428552840869770?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1999428552840869770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1999428552840869770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1999428552840869770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1999428552840869770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/most-wanted.html' title='Most Wanted'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SWjXChLvKCI/AAAAAAAACXk/5cTJ3SELwOo/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-1128800462098299110</id><published>2009-01-07T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:46:20.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asians</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1ZABV7AQdA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1ZABV7AQdA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like the funniest prank ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-1128800462098299110?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/1128800462098299110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=1128800462098299110' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1128800462098299110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/1128800462098299110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/asians.html' title='Asians'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7203440659838308761</id><published>2009-01-02T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:56:03.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What New Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We came across this at our hotel room in Ipoh during our family holiday trip this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SV4xkGjO4HI/AAAAAAAACXU/QHX9o97Xhp8/s1600-h/P1090684copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SV4xkGjO4HI/AAAAAAAACXU/QHX9o97Xhp8/s400/P1090684copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286717508882980978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shabby looking huh. Hope its all massages, nothing more. No happy endings haha.&lt;br /&gt;What does "Physical Executive" mean anyway. Everything sounds nicer with an "executive" added behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was new year's eve celebrations? Well honestly, I slept through the countdown. Was on the way home after my uncle's wedding dinner in KL and I was too tired from the wedding celebration which lasted the whole day and I didn't even bother to open my eyes to look at the fireworks through the car window. "Big deal la" I was thinking. Nothing special about new year I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very unique family I think. My dad comes from a home of 7 brothers while my mom comes from a family of 7 sisters. It was my dad's brother number 7's wedding recently. It was really hilarious seeing 5 old men on stage singing a karaoke song(none of the 5 could keep up with the song tempo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the fun, it just goes to show how hard they have worked for us. From a humble small town in Jasin, Melaka and being the children of rubber tappers, they can now have 9 course dinners at Chinese restaurants during festivals and to celebrate things. It's all their hard work that puts food on the table. Their occupations include lawyers, hawkers, an air force officer and also a private sector businessman. Some of them had to sacrifice even their high school education in order to work and support the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout my own brother you ask? Oh ya he just came and asked me for money because he was going out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasib baik&lt;/span&gt; I broke... Haha ok he's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seeing the 6 brothers finally get to celebrate their youngest brother's wedding was a great enough celebration for new year's eve(The youngest brother being almost 40 already) They kinda have this really tight bond that fills up the atmosphere and make everything look happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, the new year comes. It won't be a lot different from the other years. What's the big deal about new years anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very glad I spent my new year's eve with the big family rather than getting foam sprayed into my ears by random strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7203440659838308761?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7203440659838308761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7203440659838308761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7203440659838308761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7203440659838308761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-new-year.html' title='What New Year?'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SV4xkGjO4HI/AAAAAAAACXU/QHX9o97Xhp8/s72-c/P1090684copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-7377107865438121958</id><published>2008-12-31T00:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:49:34.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedih</title><content type='html'>How was year 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty eventful one for me. Attending RBS, that famed school I've been hearing all about since being a kid. Then attending National Service which was not that bad after all, and lastly signing up for University but changing my mind last minute and popping back into high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the big events of the year. There were other memorable stuff of course, like IbA Unplugged, Christmas drama team, getting my driving license, Singapore trip with my bro, family holidays and celebrations, and many many new friends made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, 18 years old, still pointless about my slightest direction in life and screwing up big time, all the time and being the same old klutz I am. 2008 was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the old must go, and the new must come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That includes mah friggin hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer to pic in below post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to school baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-7377107865438121958?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/7377107865438121958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=7377107865438121958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7377107865438121958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/7377107865438121958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/sedih.html' title='Sedih'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8204351126655889755</id><published>2008-12-27T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:12:26.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>Christmas is about the birth of Jesus. Period. What have I done this year to really celebrate Christmas? By singing carols from house to house? By preparing 2 months ahead for the drama? By washing up after Christmas service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the verse which says "All your good works are like dirty rags" hits me hard. Do I really grasp the real meaning of Christmas? Or is it really another thing we celebrate, just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, blessed Christmas everyone. Hope we'll all come to know the true significance and importance of this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SVUPzRQ4zWI/AAAAAAAACW8/h7416-FZAWE/s1600-h/P1090364copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 414px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SVUPzRQ4zWI/AAAAAAAACW8/h7416-FZAWE/s400/P1090364copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284147111271124322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There, some smiles to end the post with...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8204351126655889755?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8204351126655889755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8204351126655889755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8204351126655889755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8204351126655889755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-of-year.html' title='Time of the Year'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SVUPzRQ4zWI/AAAAAAAACW8/h7416-FZAWE/s72-c/P1090364copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-8918279481479385167</id><published>2008-12-21T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:54:52.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medal Of Honour</title><content type='html'>A medal bestowed to Lt. Col. Lim Kim Fong for his excellent service during the state of emergency in our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SU4cu-AGEEI/AAAAAAAACWs/tJPXKxFe4hw/s1600-h/P1090312copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SU4cu-AGEEI/AAAAAAAACWs/tJPXKxFe4hw/s400/P1090312copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191006195126338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my dad did to eradicate the communist from our motherland, but it sure was something big to deserve a PINGAT JASA MALAYSIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, the medal was given to all military personnel who served during that era. (before the 90's). This post is dedicated to loads of my classmates who don't believe there were communist up till the 80's. (tsk change stream la...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SU4cvEWJl7I/AAAAAAAACW0/sE2aDs1mJkI/s1600-h/P1090321copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SU4cvEWJl7I/AAAAAAAACW0/sE2aDs1mJkI/s400/P1090321copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191007898245042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad would probably be happy to have another colourful thingy sticking out of his uniform while mom complained that he had to use extra money to fix the badge on. (You have to send it to a tailor to join the badge with the other badges)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pingat ini dikurniakan kepada anggota-anggota tentera Malaysia di atas sifat keperwiraan, keberanian, pengorbanan dan kesetiaan dalam mempertahankan kedaulatan negara semasa tempoh darurat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-8918279481479385167?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/8918279481479385167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=8918279481479385167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8918279481479385167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/8918279481479385167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/medal-of-honour.html' title='Medal Of Honour'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SU4cu-AGEEI/AAAAAAAACWs/tJPXKxFe4hw/s72-c/P1090312copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3025512045943910987</id><published>2008-12-20T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:37:22.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Bended Knee</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMoepBFn_X0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMoepBFn_X0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably my all time favourite song. Where on earth can I find music like this nowadays! I don't have to say much. Go listen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3025512045943910987?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3025512045943910987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3025512045943910987' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3025512045943910987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3025512045943910987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-bended-knee.html' title='On Bended Knee'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3458266956138928186</id><published>2008-12-18T18:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:23:44.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Base Camp</title><content type='html'>After 3 days of excreting in the wild, a usable toilet is such a welcome sight! The things we take for granted nowadays. But nothing beats the experience of bathing in the cold, gushing waters of a flowing stream on a humid and sticky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUotslucwzI/AAAAAAAACWk/Fk79BviFI1M/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUotslucwzI/AAAAAAAACWk/Fk79BviFI1M/s400/DSC00471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281083757109756722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.. Katy Perry or Taylor Swift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, I didn't know Katy Perry was in Gym Class Heroes' music video for Cupid's Chokehold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13360085-3458266956138928186?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3458266956138928186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3458266956138928186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3458266956138928186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3458266956138928186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/base-camp.html' title='Base Camp'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUotslucwzI/AAAAAAAACWk/Fk79BviFI1M/s72-c/DSC00471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-3393515676209217257</id><published>2008-12-15T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:25:35.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Donkeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cm6Q7plC3Nc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cm6Q7plC3Nc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEE AHH DONGG KEEEYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13360085-3393515676209217257?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/3393515676209217257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=3393515676209217257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3393515676209217257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/3393515676209217257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-donkeys.html' title='We are Donkeys'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13360085.post-5449704086795788453</id><published>2008-12-13T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:22:58.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUO_sZGsqyI/AAAAAAAACWc/aOMrQsbyuCE/s1600-h/P1090256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUO_sZGsqyI/AAAAAAAACWc/aOMrQsbyuCE/s400/P1090256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279273957582482210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another camp has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the committee for a great camp. 6 months of planning for 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the scary part. Sorting out an endless supply of photos and videos and fitting several gigabytes(I'm too scared to count) of them into a 700mb disc. I doubt I'm gonna start posting them up here anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of the camp includes injuring my already wounded knee and walking unknowingly into the bungalow with a bloody footstep(creepy). Thanks to Melvin for helping me clean the crime scene while I bled to half-death in the toilet upstairs. Hehe, ok I'm dramatizing.&lt;br /&gt;Such an irony, since the night before camp I was watching an episode of CSI where this guy who cleans up the crime scene gets murdered. He had to clean blood stains on the floor and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but that being said, it's back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUO_ryYwcfI/AAAAAAAACWU/tEcuOJSYkhM/s1600-h/P1090258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUO_ryYwcfI/AAAAAAAACWU/tEcuOJSYkhM/s400/P1090258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279273947189244402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chee-Guai!&lt;/span&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/13360085-5449704086795788453?l=jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/feeds/5449704086795788453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13360085&amp;postID=5449704086795788453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5449704086795788453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13360085/posts/default/5449704086795788453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesdabeathead.blogspot.com/2008/12/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>beathead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01439485625623801645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5336/p7260018ya1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OC8TeJ3EHUA/SUO_sZGsqyI/AAAAAAAACWc/aOMrQsbyuCE/s72-c/P1090256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
