<?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-8642106</id><updated>2011-11-13T00:48:38.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Are Possible...</title><subtitle type='html'>No Hype Neccessary...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4704175778627011823</id><published>2009-12-31T05:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:05:47.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rev</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This final post of 2009 is a tribute to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Jimmy 'The Rev' Sullivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; from my favourite band, Avenged Sevenfold. You will be greatly missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One word to describe 2009 -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dark&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the brighter side, good things do happen. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt; ditched Taylor Lautner! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Reese&lt;/span&gt; ditched Jake!&lt;br /&gt;Avatar is truly the best film of the decade. To say Avatar is godlike, that is an understatement. Had watched both 2D and 3D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alas! And All Things Will End...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Angels Can't Save Us" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/EndDay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living goes by fast, catch your breath and it will pass you by.&lt;br /&gt;And it won't last, to sulk with the memories you hold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every day passed, brings us closer to The End.&lt;br /&gt;I'd expect more shocking events to be unravelled in the TV series,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Fringe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have to see &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maureen&lt;/span&gt; in Gossip Girl. She can be Jackie. And I'm willing to be Marilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hayley Williams!&lt;/span&gt; I will be there to see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Black Widow" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/BlackWidow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is the reason I will catch Iron Man 2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For those who passes on to their &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Little Piece of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, we love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~ Farrah Fawcett. Patrick Swayze. Michael Jackson. David Carradine. Umaga. Brittany Murphy. James 'The Rev' Sullivan ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a new start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray for the future to be less...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Jen Ledger" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Jen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4704175778627011823?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4704175778627011823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4704175778627011823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/12/rev.html' title='Rev'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-8905171823122399538</id><published>2009-11-05T00:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:33:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One stage of the decade is over, another begins.&lt;br /&gt;For those who survived, this world had been kind. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Memento Mori - Remember you will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great creations and moments are worth to mention and relive once again. &lt;em&gt;This is my story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Top 5 Albums of All Time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5 - Muse [Black Holes &amp;amp; Revelations]&lt;br /&gt;4 - Metallica [Metallica The Black Album]&lt;br /&gt;3 - Evanescence - [Fallen]&lt;br /&gt;2 - Taylor Swift [Fearless]&lt;br /&gt;1 - Avenged Sevenfold [City of Evil]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;We don't remember days. We remember moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Hayley Williams" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Hayley2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This concludes my decade-story. I'm always here, no matter how dark the days are.&lt;br /&gt;Random but Weird:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can't sing. At all.&lt;br /&gt;- Likes John Cena, Randy Orton, Triple H, Shawn Michaels.&lt;br /&gt;- Love Michelle McCool, Maryse Ouellet, Daffney, Alissa Flash.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Totally idolise and adore Reese Witherspoon.&lt;/span&gt; My inspiration. Adore her last name as my other persona.&lt;br /&gt;- Idolise Ben Affleck, Bruce Willis, Mark Wahlberg.&lt;br /&gt;- Like the movies Armageddon, Daredevil and Pearl Harbor even though they had awful critics. Ben Affleck is in them.&lt;br /&gt;- Like movies with extreme gore and violence. I can take it.&lt;br /&gt;- Rarely watch TV. Normally will upload shows onto mp4/ps3.&lt;br /&gt;- Started supporting Inter Milan at the age of 12.&lt;br /&gt;- Play as a left winger in soccer cause I'm speedy.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a natural right-footed player but prefer to use left foot most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;- Hates long-distance run. But is really fast at short sprint.&lt;br /&gt;- Prefer songs with great guitar solo/riff.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a lefty when it comes to guitar.&lt;br /&gt;- Like my steak rare.&lt;br /&gt;- I can eat an entire tub of ice-cream and not get sick.&lt;br /&gt;- Like dark chocolate cause they are bitter.&lt;br /&gt;- Have a secret obsession for zombie.&lt;br /&gt;- If I were to get tattoos, I'd like them to be devilish, satanic and apocalyptic.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Despise England national soccer team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Despise Disney kids. Vannessa Hudgens, Miley Cyrus. They have luck but no real talent.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watched Twilight because of Ashley Greene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Think that Kelly Rutherford (Lily van der Woodsen) is way hotter than her Gossip Girl's daughter, Blake Lively (Serena van der Woodsen).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the LORD come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="R.K.O." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/RKO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awesome tattoos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The Viper slithers away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-8905171823122399538?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8905171823122399538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8905171823122399538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/11/decade.html' title='Decade'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2851662408570302664</id><published>2009-11-04T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:58:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pourqoui?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I give thou... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Michelle McCool" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/MMcCool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Mc'Cruel' Women Champion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before I get ahead of myself, let me start with several quotes, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If fear is cultivated, it will become stronger. If faith is cultivated, it will become mastery!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching wrestling again. My thrist for violence and beauty is unquenchable. Thus I moved on to TNA too. Brutal. We always know how the match will end. But we still love it. Entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't go deep into what I'm doing nowadays, as usual. Just generally, I'm wasting my time away. 2012. The end is nigh. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Momento Mori&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Maryse Ouellet" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/MaryseOuellet4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not in stardom. But I'll bring you the stars. I &lt;u&gt;don't understand&lt;/u&gt; how Maryse can be so sexy. The self-proclaimed&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Sexiest of the Sexy&lt;/span&gt; is really good at portraying as a heel. Hope to see her back in the ring soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Maryse Ouellet" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/MaryseOuellet3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The French-Canadian Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Human's misery is too great for men to live without Faith." - Michelle McCool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't you heard? I always wanted to be a bit of a maverick. I don't wanna go travel just for shopping, like everyone does. It's so boring. It's time to do some walking and backpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To Jordan!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We will conquer &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Amman&lt;/span&gt;, the mountains of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Petra&lt;/span&gt;, to the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Monastery&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Treasury&lt;/span&gt;, and finally try to kill ourselves in &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Dead Sea&lt;/span&gt;. That's the gist of traveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="The Sexiest of the Sexy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/MaryseOuellet2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"I was a coward, running away again. But everywhere I went, you caught up with me. So I had to come back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weird facts:&lt;br /&gt;- I think Lily Van der Woodsen is hotter than her daughter, Blake Lively. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;- I watched Twilight just for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ashley Greene - Alice Cullen&lt;/span&gt;. Who the fuck care about Bella &amp;amp; Edward?&lt;br /&gt;- I have a secret obsession for zombie. Would like to pop its head off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my longest post since... ... ... Everyone has their guilty pleasure. Until next time,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be Sexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Maryse" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/MaryseOuellet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I wasn't Maryse, I would want to be." - Maryse Ouellet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2851662408570302664?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2851662408570302664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2851662408570302664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/11/pourqoui.html' title='Pourqoui?'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4030025031653089039</id><published>2009-10-02T06:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T06:54:53.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oblivious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People HERE are stupid. Why? Because they are exposed only of English soccer and England deem to be a brilliant national team. PLEASE, open up. England seems great just because there are other european talents in English clubs. NOT because English footballers are great. They're a wreck. It's a major relief that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;/span&gt; moved away. I do fancy him and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;David Villa&lt;/span&gt;. Both of them are not English. They deserved my respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Torres? Spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People = SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore's Brand New Eyes is out. You have to keep listening to catch the rhythm. Ignorance is catchy. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hayley&lt;/span&gt; can write and sing. Pretty impressive from where she starts off. Who is Miley Cyrus?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Hayley Williams" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Hayley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Go get your shovel...&lt;br /&gt;And we'll dig a deep hole...&lt;br /&gt;To bury the castle, bury the castle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm taking a long break. Unknowingly, Eric &amp;amp; I have been the&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; 'Gossip Girl'&lt;/span&gt; on our own 'Upper East Side'. Scandals, news or anything crazy that reach us. You can get ready your cellphone. But our minions are only a handful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Everything Happens for a Reason"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. We use it to console ourselves when something goes wrong. Like what I say about 'Heaven'. You may have your religious beliefs. But we have to stop looking for reason where there is none, and embrace the freedom that lies within the randomness of reality.&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't has a plan for all of us. Wait, is there even God out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When the inevitable has to come, it will come. And no. Him judging us is not the reason. It just happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="The End of Days" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/End.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2012. The end is just the beginning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4030025031653089039?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4030025031653089039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4030025031653089039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/10/paramore.html' title='Paramore'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2265296237757063129</id><published>2009-09-18T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:37:10.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth quarter of the year is great. We have &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother Season 5&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heroes Season 4&lt;/span&gt; and finally, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gossip Girl Season 3&lt;/span&gt;! This is gonna be Legend... wait for it... ...Dary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not Chuck Bass without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on November 20, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Twilight: New Moon&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not a fan of Twilight. In fact, I hate it. If you haven't know, I dislike Kirsten Stewart. She can't act. I'm looking forward to Ashley Greene and Dakota Fanning. Boy, that girl had grown so much. Be it beauty or talents. She is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Her red eyes are memerising in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Winstead" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Mew3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Now I'm in our secret place, alone in your embrace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Skillet&lt;/span&gt; is an amazing band. I love them. Unique line-up: female as the guitarist and drummer. Jen Ledger is awesome! Just like me. And she's British too.&lt;br /&gt;What will Barney Stinson says... Oh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look me in the eyes so I know you know. I'm everywhere you want me to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your charm. Your smile. Your eyes. I'm still missing You. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;~Mar~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Shireen" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Shusha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The older I get &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I'll get over it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been way too long for the times we missed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe it still hurts like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And so, The Viper slithers away... for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2265296237757063129?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2265296237757063129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2265296237757063129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/09/dakota.html' title='Dakota'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1525027489034317642</id><published>2009-08-16T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:01:26.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waldorf</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Haven't you heard? I'm the crazy bitch around here."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Queen B is too awesome! They have the most beautiful casts ever. Ever heard: A leopard never changes its spots? Chuck Bass will always be a player. He will be both my hated and favourite character. &lt;em&gt;I'm Chuck Bass.&lt;/em&gt; And so they said again: Don't hate the player, hate the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have I told you How I Met Your Mother? I mean, it's time for a good laugh. Barney Stinson is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Legendary&lt;/span&gt;! He is hilarious. That's an understatement. Suit up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Smile" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Hewitt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every weekend has been fruitful. Soccer and Movies. G.I Joe is a disappointing film. They reboot the characters' background. Femme fatale with wicked curve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="The Baroness" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Baroness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danger: Curve ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In the face of true love you don't just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Little M still blows Little J away. I will see you around. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Marianna" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/LittleM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because... I'm Chuck Bass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1525027489034317642?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1525027489034317642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1525027489034317642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/08/waldorf.html' title='Waldorf'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-733932010808500895</id><published>2009-07-30T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:10:14.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who am I? That's one secret I'll never tell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoever says they like Emma Watson, they are truly disturbed. A plain and normal kid with luck on her shoulders. Well, you know what I'm gonna say about luck.&lt;br /&gt;There's &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AnnaSophia Robb&lt;/span&gt; and the sweet &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dakota Fanning&lt;/span&gt; who is all grown up now. She is truly talented and amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Freedom is within my grasp. And thereafter, nightmare may soon follow. I have this sudden urge to visit &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jordan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Don't ask. I can't find an answer to the burning interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I came across this shy lady. And there she stole part of my heart away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Marianna" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Manka2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absolute faith corrupts as absolutely as absolute power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amman, capital of Jordan. Cityscapes, skylines of other countries fascinate me. Before everything else, I have to catch Sienna Miller's The Baroness. Look at the curve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Until next time, you know you love me. XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Manka" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Manka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-733932010808500895?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/733932010808500895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/733932010808500895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/07/jordan.html' title='Jordan'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-6523218643213111844</id><published>2009-07-05T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:06:25.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pestilence just drove past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Energon, Transformers will simply rust and fall apart. Without planets, Galactus will simply be non-existent. Without music, movies and women, I will simply fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sit here with me and please &lt;u&gt;read between the lines&lt;/u&gt;. Thou shall find enlightenment. Ready-made answers are for the lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I spent $200 on books recently. Too amazing. Haruki Murakami is the greatest living novelist.&lt;br /&gt;- Revenge of the Fallen is ordinary. Unnecessary scenes clogged up the show. I'm not into Megan Fox.&lt;br /&gt;- Paramore - The Final Riot.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Sexy Hayley&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Emma Stone&lt;/span&gt; is still my sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Optimus Prime" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Optimus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you know what's worth fighting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is choice - not chance - that determines your destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power. Power corrupts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ just rode off with the pale horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Apocalypse" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Horsemen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-6523218643213111844?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/6523218643213111844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/6523218643213111844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/07/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3096618184642543775</id><published>2009-05-31T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:22:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-850</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No fate? No fate but what we make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is now filled with scenes from Terminator Salvation. Blair Williams. Marcus Wright.&lt;br /&gt;Post-apocalyptic films always seem so cool to me. Look at their landscape. It's Fallout once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loyal fan. I have to say, this shit is stunning. Though not the best movie ever made, but a remarkable film and a worthy film to give you more insight between T1 and T2.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about T3. It's unnecessary. Although you only need to know how Katherine Brewster came about.&lt;br /&gt;After watching Sarah Connor chronicles, I'm more attached to the characters. Especially Kyle Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the critics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destruction. Humans have already made the choice. Now they have come to understand it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Evolution causes Destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Come with me if you want to live.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="The End Begins" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/TerminatorSalvation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Moon Bloodgood" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Moon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Blair Williams" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Moon2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The future's not set. There's no fate but what we make for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3096618184642543775?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3096618184642543775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3096618184642543775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-850.html' title='T-850'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-282348839470888630</id><published>2009-05-13T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:17:03.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The End Is Nigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;She edged closer to me. In her late twenties, she still attract me. But upon the fourth finger of her left hand, something glitters. Stay there with me, in my memories. You're glamourous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The End Begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well-known doesn't mean they are good. Screw those who think otherwise. Shallow. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luck is for the losers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galneryus has quickly become one of my favourite bands unknowingly. Their guitar riffs. What else? I saw &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Within Temptation - Black Symphony&lt;/span&gt;. It pulls me in once again. Cause it is dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Black Symphony" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/WithinTemptation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dark &amp;amp; Melancholy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We Fight Back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans have a strength that cannot be measured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every night has a soundtrack.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I shouldn't want the song to end. I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now, I'm seeing we don't live in the single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord.&lt;br /&gt;There's no ending here, it's an infinite playlist."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Ellen" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Ellen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A simple lady. She's so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-282348839470888630?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/282348839470888630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/282348839470888630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/05/nyx.html' title='Nyx'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1668251443555541112</id><published>2009-04-12T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:51:56.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900"&gt;Knowing is Everything...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, you &lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;won't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get to find out when I'm reading a book, when I'm eating frozen grapes, when I find money under a rock, when I ruin someone's life, etc. I promise you this is much more interesting than my life. &lt;em&gt;My crazy thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the critics. Knowing is an intelligent film. I believe in Apocalypse that will happened someday, but about the ending scene, I'm not sure about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600"&gt;But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Megan Fox" border="1" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Megan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're moving on to the future! Please FOX, don't terminate Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles Season 3. We all know you have the likes of canceling SciFi films. Please no, for the &lt;span style="color: #000099"&gt;Love of God&lt;/span&gt;. The season finale is superb! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Heroes sucks big time.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devils' hands have been busy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff"&gt;Nick &amp;amp; Norah's Infinite Playlist&lt;/span&gt; is an adorable film. It is a nicely cutting edge teenage romantic comedy, rising above all romantic comedies. *jumps at Kat Dennings* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336666"&gt;Hope... is comforting. So is Heaven. Human do know how to console themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="My Hope" border="1" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/M.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; color: #000000"&gt;My Source of Strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1668251443555541112?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1668251443555541112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1668251443555541112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/04/genesis.html' title='Genesis'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4632762375078017755</id><published>2009-03-22T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:48:40.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm impossibly fast...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. Don't get the wrong idea. I'm &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; into Twilight. The film is moving very slow to me. I think the baseball scene is the most beautiful segment throughout the whole movie. Just look at how Alice throw the ball! The song at the background hype up the whole atmosphere. &lt;em&gt;Muse - Supermassive Black Hole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen Stewart doesn't amaze me (Bad acting). Emmett, Rosalie, Esme &amp;amp; Carlisle Cullen fascinate me. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alice Cullen&lt;/span&gt; is the most magnificent of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Alice Cullen" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Alice2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think so having hysterics. Maybe you should slap her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We caught Paul Blart: Mall Cop. I don't know what's wrong with us. Seems like a sleeper hit though. C'mon. There's Watchmen or Legend of Chun-Li (May seem BAD). Pretty enjoyable night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes. I can't take it anymore. Getting worst. But I'd suffered and got so far, I have to carry on to see how bad is its ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Terminator&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still a fan of it no matter what. Building up the hype for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Salvation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ashley Greene" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Alice.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Short hair looks WAY better than her off-screen long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4632762375078017755?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4632762375078017755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4632762375078017755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/03/alice.html' title='Alice'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1511916650412341847</id><published>2009-02-21T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:39:29.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solstice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The word solstice derives from Latin sol (sun) and sistere (to stand still).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We do not need a soothsayer to tell us that the end is nigh. Even fool knows Mother Earth is failing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the Earth dies, you die. If the human race dies, the Earth survives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read between the lines. And you will find much sense to it. It is us who will bring the impending end to ourselves. Maybe the ancient Mayans are right. 21 Dec 2012. Where will you be in 2012 winter solstice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget about &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Blindness&lt;/span&gt;. Forget about &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mars Attacks&lt;/span&gt;. Forget when will &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Day The Earth Stood Still&lt;/span&gt;. Cherish &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Day After Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. For you may not live long to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only when Human reach the precipice, they evolve and change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What we've done is irrevocable. Live with it. Fallout, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jennifer Connelly" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Connelly.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;As you are undoubtedly aware from reading this endless omnibus of redonkulousness, I am kind of a weirdo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1511916650412341847?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1511916650412341847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1511916650412341847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/02/solstice.html' title='Solstice'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-7713713676843781903</id><published>2009-02-01T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:28:54.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The voice of the fourth beast says: Come and see.&lt;br /&gt;And I set foot onto my chronicle once again. The very first and rarest visit for the new year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm busy trying out videos and games on my PS3, HDTV and Home Theatre. Very busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've caught the sneak preview of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Underworld: Rise of the Lycans&lt;/span&gt;. Being a fan of it since six years ago, how can I forego it? I admit most of the enthusiasm goes to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kate Beckinsale&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Rhona Mitra&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viktor spared you because you reminded him of Sonja, the daughter whom he condemned to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it's a coincidence, Rhona and Kate bear a stunning resemblance. I noticed that in Doomsday. Whatever it is, they kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going hiatus once again after this. Well, my ladies do know where to find me. Cause I'm with them. Duh! So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sonja" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/RhonaRise.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;"Lies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-7713713676843781903?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7713713676843781903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7713713676843781903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2009/02/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-8901770454885093135</id><published>2008-12-26T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:57:29.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Fallen now is Babylon the Great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood clichés such as the young, innocent kids being corrupted and losing their souls.&lt;br /&gt;They are just lucky. I won't wanna waste my time on them. That's why I dislike kids taking the spotlight of the film. Twilight &amp;amp; Harry should just keep to the book. They have no real talent. Only luck and looks. I despise Miley Cyrus. I dislike Vanessa Hudgens. I hate... ... ... No genuine talent whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Death is the new Salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUCK IS FOR THE LOSERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Zooey" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Zooey-1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes Girl! Great minds think alike.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LOOKING BACK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Mary" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/LoveMary.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I missed my days in Hong Kong. Scene of people strolling on the street late at night, lively atmosphere, cooling weather, shops at every streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have blue-ish eyes. So don't take me as a mixed-blood, again. Another one for the record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I scored a memorable goal with my left foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched Yes Man and Zooey still looks fantastic as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PS3 &amp;amp; Guitar Hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I played lots of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Left 4 Dead".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Make It Happen&lt;/span&gt; is a sexy film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I missed Her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-8901770454885093135?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8901770454885093135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8901770454885093135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/12/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1265682265031807114</id><published>2008-12-01T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:09:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A crazy and joyful November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd Nov - We watched &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;REC&lt;/span&gt;, the original spanish film of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quarantine&lt;/span&gt;, at midnight. With timid Eric, of course. I am certained that this will be far better than &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quarantine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Nov - Off to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;! I love their night life. There will still be lots of people walking along the streets after midnight. Shops close late. Cooling weather. Ladies wear short skirt with boots. Yeah, the girls there are different too. People seem to go to work later than us over here. There is a mass exodus to the MTR station around 9am. Everywhere has a pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Love Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, will be an understatement. I don't mind living there permanently, if opportunity arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn't like to say "Home Sweet Home" so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lockhart Road" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/HK1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Tifa Lockhart has a street of her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Magical Train" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/HK2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only train that will take you to the magical land.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Disneyland" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/HK3.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;This world place is like the Town Square in Kingdom Hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Firework" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/HK4.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magnificent fireworks to sum up the wonderful night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good things seem to happen coincidently on 24th. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy 24th Birthday, MARY!&lt;/span&gt; *kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1265682265031807114?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1265682265031807114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1265682265031807114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/12/24th.html' title='24th'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-5052855104293447278</id><published>2008-11-12T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:06:20.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charmed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm given a second opportunity. They had made a move. I won't be traveling in a cab from east to west, west to east, with an expense of 50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;It saddened me to see that so much shit had happened after I left. I won't mind returning to that place. It's my boys who make me wanna make a trip back. I'll miss them. I thanked those who really care about our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about them, we get to have dinner together. Splendid to see them again. &lt;em&gt;We knew that time would kill us, but you're still so close to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wishing the clock would stand still, the world can wait.&lt;br /&gt;Wasting away once again, once lived as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold still rocks, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~ Zacky Vengeance * Est. 6661 * Synyster Gates ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Doughnut" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Mary2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serene and Beautiful. She makes my mind calm and peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like taking a bite off the doughnut.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-5052855104293447278?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5052855104293447278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5052855104293447278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/11/charmed.html' title='Charmed'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3996117224691409076</id><published>2008-10-25T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:40:46.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Synyster</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"I am Synyster Gates and I am fucking awesome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Max Payne&lt;/span&gt; is a disastrous film. I was made to believe by those sinister angels that the movie will be cool. But NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't believe in Heaven. I believe in Pain. I believe in Fear. I believe in Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still like and believe in Mark Wahlberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Saw V&lt;/span&gt; seems to have less gores to me. Characters' decision and consequences get repetitve and predictable. The weakest of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Flying over to Bat Country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still havent got over the performance of Avenged Sevenfold @ Max Pavilion. Totally awesome. But then, their intro and everything is somewhat similar to LBC. Synyster Gates' guitar solo is a real treat! The drums and bass cover most of his guitar riffs in Seize the Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Zacky and Synyster" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/25.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;More photos at my facebook/friendster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zacky Vengeance looks less puny in person. But as usual, a ladies' man. You missed what's truly a brilliant rocknrolla. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm here to spread the Gospel of A7X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zacky: The crowd sings so well that I can't even hear myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Vengenace and Gates" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/24.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vengeance &amp;amp; Gates at LBC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3996117224691409076?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3996117224691409076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3996117224691409076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/10/synyster.html' title='Synyster'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2788280908899870712</id><published>2008-10-12T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:12:21.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A7X</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm feeling rather lazy recently. Alot of interesting events happened. The most anticipating moment has yet to occur. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A7X LIVE on 24.10.08.&lt;/span&gt; I'm gonna see Synyster and Zacky play with their Schecter guitars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Zacky Vengeance" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/ZackyV2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zacky Vengeance - Est. 6661&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if the economy is collapsing, life have to go on. Not unless &lt;em&gt;The Day The Earth Stood Still&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Keep in mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;While some have gone their separate ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Theres some still caught up with the past instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But move on, you're missing most of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To reminisce wont bring anyone back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Zacky Vengeance" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/ZackyV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2788280908899870712?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2788280908899870712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2788280908899870712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/10/a7x.html' title='A7X'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1865717806849807073</id><published>2008-09-27T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:59:41.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vengeance</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zacky Vengeance&lt;/span&gt; is fucking cool. He is one of the few greatest guitarists I ever admired. Apart from Synyster Gates. No wonder he is the ladies' man.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to the Avenged Sevenfold concert. I love their performance at the Long Beach Arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afterlife, A Little Piece of Heaven, Seize the Day, Second Heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse the obscene, ignore the untrue. I've had enough. I don't respect the words you're speaking. I'll be damned if you count me in as part of your generous hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="A7X" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Friendster-1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A7X - My religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So how does it feel to know that someone's kid in the heart of the country has blood on their hands, fighting to defend your rights so you can maintain a lifestyle that insults his family's existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm busy catching Heroes Season 3 and Terminator Season 2. Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Synyster Gates and I am awesome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mary" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Mary-1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We gotta move on, dear. Far away from here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1865717806849807073?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1865717806849807073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1865717806849807073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/09/vengeance.html' title='Vengeance'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1606294977982961903</id><published>2008-09-05T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:14:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Villa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="David Villa" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Villa.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Real Madrid made late bid to sign Villa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I nearly gone crazy. David Villa is my favourite player in Valencia CF. Thankfully, he is loyal. I'll give him that. I still hate Real Madrid, even though the transfer is unreal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No human player has ever beaten my Valencia :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love to cut "unfavorable" scenes from TV. They slash half the interrogation scene in Blade Trinity. &lt;em&gt;Thanks to me I have the DVD.&lt;/em&gt; Constantine suffers the same fate. I think most films get the axe since even the slightest violence may get edited. How I hate TV now and such is our Board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seemed to be hot on our tails. I think this should stop.&lt;br /&gt;We are all bearing witness to the darkest hour of our lives, but never forget that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the night is always at its darkest before dawn&lt;/span&gt;. I hope. That same old cliche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Always Darkest Before Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Lacey Mosley" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Lacey.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Fallen Angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kate Hudson" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/KateHudson.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1606294977982961903?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1606294977982961903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1606294977982961903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/09/villa.html' title='Villa'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4372079006829633202</id><published>2008-08-20T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:02:29.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20082008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20-08-2008. This day only comes once. It also marks the end of my long break. I remembered Cameron Phillips asking John Connor about birthday. I was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cameron&lt;/span&gt;: Do I have a birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;John Connor&lt;/span&gt;: I don't know. Were you born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cameron&lt;/span&gt;: I was built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;John Connor&lt;/span&gt;: Well, then, maybe you have like a built day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thank those who were with me to live the moment. I feel ancient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shawn Johnson and Nastia Liukin&lt;/span&gt; are cute. I still think Nastia should get the Gold. She was dealt with injustice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Cause she's in China.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nevertheless, always a champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever happens, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I simply love her&lt;/span&gt;. **smile**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="MEW" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Mew.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lots of gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** Twenty-First **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Joker" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Fortune.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Alongside time exists fate, the bearer of cruelty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jessica Biel" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Strength.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Strength &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Only with strength can one endure suffering and torment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Elektra" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/HangedMan.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hanged Man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- In the face of disaster lies opportunity for renewal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Witch-King" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/DeathReaper.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The moment man devoured the fruit of knowledge, he sealed his fate.&lt;br /&gt;What people fear most... What they try to ignore... That is what I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4372079006829633202?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4372079006829633202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4372079006829633202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/08/20082008.html' title='20082008'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-6029027797867417117</id><published>2008-08-15T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:02:23.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlots</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;...and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympics! There sure have lots of pretty ladies doing the athletics and gymnastics. Oh yes, they are blondes! I've been watching them. I am captivated by their charms... ... ...and running.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Go Russia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Go USA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Go Australia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Go Italy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Go England!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Go Czech!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's true. You can't bring your own pillow to the camp. It will become a slut and sleep with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And upon her forehead was a name written, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MYSTERY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BABYLON THE GREAT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Liz and Hellboy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Lovers.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lovers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- There is both joy and wonder in coming to understand another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Silver Surfer" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Chariot.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chariot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- One of life's greatest blessings is the freedom to pursue one's goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Caped Crusader" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Justice.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Justice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- To find one true path, one must seek guidance amidst uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lauren McKnight" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Hermit.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hermit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- It requires great courage to look at oneself honestly and forge one's own path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-6029027797867417117?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/6029027797867417117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/6029027797867417117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/08/harlots.html' title='Harlots'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-5396914901371529179</id><published>2008-08-09T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:03:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambidexterity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's nothing here to take for granted &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with each breath that we take&lt;br /&gt;the hands of time strip youth from our bodies,&lt;br /&gt;we fade,&lt;br /&gt;memories remain,&lt;br /&gt;as time goes on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I write with my right hand. I play billiard with my left. I am a left-hand firer when it comes to shooting, just like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I play Mahjong with my left. I can play a guitar with either.&lt;br /&gt;I am either footed when it comes to soccer. Cross-dominance can prove to be a hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I have trouble distinguishing left from right sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Parade - I was supposed to drop the command on the right leg. I started to think: Shit! Which is right? Which is my preferred leg in soccer? Fuck. Both! I lost the gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080808 - I met up with my long lost friends. It's good to see them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="MEW" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Priestess.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Priestess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- The silent voice within one's heart whispers the most profound wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Liv" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Empress.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Empress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Celebrate life's grandeur. Its brilliance. Its magnificence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Viggo" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Emperor.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Emperor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Only courage in the face of doubt can lead one to the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Reese" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Hierophant.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hierophant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- It is indeed a precious gift to understand the forces that guide oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-5396914901371529179?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5396914901371529179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5396914901371529179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/08/ambidexterity.html' title='Ambidexterity'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-576974231353521157</id><published>2008-08-04T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:52:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You heard the fourth beast say, Come and see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel of Death" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Death.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am your Death and I will meet you at every crossroad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not a religious kind of guy. That particular day, I beheld a bible book. Nothing in it interests me but the chapters about Genesis and Revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold and Kumar is a crazy film. The Mummy 3 is a run-of-the-mill film.&lt;br /&gt;The Happening is a silly film. But, I like it. I mean you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Zooey Deschanel" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Zooey.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch your back Scarlett. Zooey is here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday - Soccer. It took me two days to regain back my fitness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello! I PREFERRED TO PLAY AS A &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LEFT WINGER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Reese" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Glamour/Reese_Red.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even she knows it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt; stars. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt; seals. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt; angels. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt; horns. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt; thunders. When will the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;seventh&lt;/span&gt; trumpets be sounded?&lt;br /&gt;Should the abominations fall, every beautiful things in the world will vanquish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nobody is perfect. I am nobody. I am perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-576974231353521157?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/576974231353521157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/576974231353521157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/08/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4178928738057250319</id><published>2008-07-22T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:19:08.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurisdiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What makes a man a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Christian Bale" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Bale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no better ambience than to watch The Dark Knight on a dark night. We all know the Joker is given too much prominence at the expense of Batman. Nonetheless, this film is a phenomenon. Clever mind, subtle plans. &lt;em&gt;I still miss &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Katie Holmes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Joker" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Joker2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man is greedy and selfish. Madness is like gravity. They just need a little push. And someone will fall. Such is human.&lt;br /&gt;But Batman is an incorruptible vigilante. Sadly, he has no jurisdiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We all have weak moments. Moments where we lose faith. But it's our flaws, our weaknesses that make us human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Avatar of Justice" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Batman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometime, I do feel this film is a little overrated. But then, I won't mind giving it a second go. When I have the time, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What makes a man a man?&lt;br /&gt;It's the choices he makes. Not how he starts things, but how he decides to end them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4178928738057250319?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4178928738057250319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4178928738057250319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/07/jurisdiction.html' title='Jurisdiction'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2940126577048284847</id><published>2008-07-17T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:11:21.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enigma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of us wear masks. They can be worn out of love and the desire to remain close to those around us. To spare them from the complicated realities of our frayed psyches. We trade honesty for companionship and in the process never truly know the hearts closest to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Joker" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Joker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, probably the best movie being shown this year - The Dark Knight. We've seen and heard the hype. Now, believe the hype. Heath Ledger should get a posthumous award. I will truly miss him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let's put a smile on that face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cameron" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Cameron3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much danger is hidden behind masks. We tell our children of good and evil when knowing it’s not that simple. True evil doesn’t give us time to fight or be afraid. We keep our heads down never bothering to look behind the masks. And in doing so, we resign ourselves to fates we can never see coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it isnt too much trouble, I do hope to see &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dark&lt;/span&gt; had been my posts lately. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dark&lt;/span&gt; had been my thoughts lately.&lt;br /&gt;However, all these thoughts, feelings and persona that I describe can never depict what's deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet this mystery is the most magnificent thing I have ever sense.&lt;br /&gt;Do regard me as something of an &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enigma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Protect or Destroy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Cameron4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come with me if you want to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2940126577048284847?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2940126577048284847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2940126577048284847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/07/enigma.html' title='Enigma'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4502972838851221490</id><published>2008-07-11T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T02:29:32.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What He Beheld</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, “come and see”. And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why such thing happened. Such violence. It makes me sink into a mood of melancholy. I may have the rank but I can't do shit about it. &lt;em&gt;Stay strong, my friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An apocalypse has yet to come.&lt;/span&gt; Like a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pandora’s box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, we unpacked every &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, every &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, every &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dark thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; that haunts our future. Soon, it will be &lt;u&gt;human&lt;/u&gt; who end the world themselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Muse&lt;/span&gt;! Truly, you have to hear and feel it to know how magnificent a band really is.&lt;br /&gt;Christian Bale is so suave. No objection against him portraying John Connor. I finished the Sarah Connor Chronicles last week. I'm just too excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Summer Glau" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;They&lt;/em&gt; cannot possess faith, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; cannot commune with God, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; cannot appreciate beauty, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; cannot create art. If &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; ever learn these things, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; won’t have to destroy us. &lt;em&gt;They’ll&lt;/em&gt; be us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;In &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Flies&lt;/em&gt;, a group of boys slaughter a pig in the jungle. They torture it and place its head on a sharpened stake as an offering to the beast that hovers, god-like, over the island. And the boys run away. Later, when one of the boys is alone, he weeps. But not for the pig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The boy weeps for the end of innocence and the darkness of men's hearts.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;~ This is the End ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lena Headey and Fluffy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Lena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I'm that lucky fluffy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8642106-4502972838851221490?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4502972838851221490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4502972838851221490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-he-beheld.html' title='What He Beheld'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-810442582192681646</id><published>2008-07-04T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:05:39.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oderint Dum Metuant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jennifer Love Hewitt" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/JenniferHewitt.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love Hewitt. Oops. Never mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;~Dream~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Selma Blair" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Liz.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time seems to past faster on this level. I'm always on the losing side, can't catch up. In the end, another day arrived - working day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Selma Blair&lt;/span&gt;: I prefer her in short hair (Hellboy II) than in long hair (Legally Blonde).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Liz Sherman&lt;/span&gt;: Ability to create and manipulate fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I can manipulate time!&lt;/strike&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~ Reality ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What if I told you I work one day and rest the other day? Literally, I work 182.5 days in a year. Don't start cursing. It's not THAT great as you can imagine. Just like human, there's the good &amp;amp; the evil(bad) sides. Mostly, I'm at a disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;I lost the "philosophy" side of mine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've fallen asleep in denial&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way we're dyin'&lt;br /&gt;How it ends I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just live your life blind like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Oderint Dum Metuant" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Sledge.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oderint Dum Metuant: Let them hate so long as they fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go by this saying, so as to get my men out of troubles. I should tear out my mask soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-810442582192681646?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/810442582192681646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/810442582192681646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/07/oderint-dum-metuant.html' title='Oderint Dum Metuant'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-5625839507981968278</id><published>2008-06-21T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:37:44.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kimono" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Glamour/AvonJapan.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A week ago, Reese Witherspoon was in Japan as an Avon Ambassador, bringing a message of empowerment and hope to the Asia Pacific Region. She is absolutely lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Avon Press Conference" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Glamour/AvonJapanPress.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avon Press Conference:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This reminds me a little of her Sweet Home Alabama's look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 years ago, the film, Penelope, was premiered at the 2006 Toronto International Film Festival. A year ago, I read the book. On February 2008, it opened in wide release. After delaying for so fricking long, the film just opened here this week. Well, if it is Reese's first production, I guessed it's worth waiting for. The American Sweetheart worn her hair in tiny braid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adam and Eve's guilty disobedience to God causes the &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Fall of Man&lt;/span&gt;. Some believe the &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Fall &lt;/span&gt;corrupted the entire natural world, including human nature, causing people to be born into original sin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On solemn matter, looking at how inhumane some humans were - murder, cannibalism, liar, deceit, inherent selfishness. &lt;u&gt;Were we worth saving after all?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-5625839507981968278?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5625839507981968278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5625839507981968278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/06/seize-day.html' title='Seize the Day'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-504607410853254531</id><published>2008-06-15T07:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T08:52:19.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hate the player...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Terminator" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/ConnorChronicle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still tired after 12 hours of sleep. My head hurts like a bitch. But I still have to bitch. That organisation thinks money solve everything. Wasted my youth and time. What a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer never seems so interesting to me ever since England did not qualify. Wooo! But my beloved Italy is on the brink of elimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lena Headey" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are a fan of Terminator, share my joy!&lt;br /&gt;Terminator - The Sarah Connor Chronicles. Who says I'm always about ladies. Wait, maybe it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lena Headey&lt;/span&gt; - Still as sexy as in the film, 300. She beats Linda Hamilton to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Summer Glau&lt;/span&gt; - The first humorous terminator I've seen. Seductive too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Don't hate the player, hate the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Summer Glau" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Cameron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing interesting in my life. Normal people do the normal stuff. Work, sleep and watch a tiny bit of shows. There's no time. Small little things do sparkle up my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I had said -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't be surprised that people die. Be surprised that you're still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-504607410853254531?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/504607410853254531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/504607410853254531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-hate-player.html' title='Don&apos;t hate the player...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3912539973772125368</id><published>2008-06-05T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:06:45.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Horsemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The sun shall be turned to darkness, and the moon to blood, before the great and terrible day of the LORD comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold! The &lt;u&gt;Four Horsemen of Apocalypse.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pestilence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;War.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Famine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is at the brink of destruction. Oil price rises, no one wants to fish. Natural disaster. Corpses carried diseases. Global temperature increases, islands start to wash away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;...because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to come back home and watch TV again, for now. Cameron, Cameron, Cameron - the perfect killing machine.&lt;br /&gt;Though it may seem relax, responsibilities start to fall slowly on my shoulders. Getting to the camp, whoa, will make you cry. Just this path alone.&lt;br /&gt;For now, relax only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lee Ji-Ah" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/ejiah.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She behaves with such youthfulness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3912539973772125368?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3912539973772125368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3912539973772125368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/06/four-horsemen.html' title='Four Horsemen'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-610616126356703508</id><published>2008-05-25T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:40:30.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giants</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep in mind that rank does NOT equate to respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; Goliath. You recognize his walk, the thunder of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;Failures you can’t forget. Future you can’t face. I have yet to conquer my giants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Focus on giants - you stumble.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on God - your giants tumble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with superheroes movies nowadays? But film is the only place where you can see something that can never really happen in reality. Such is the power of human minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Perception is not reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duma Key. I wonder if it will takes me a lifetime to finish that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally, to my surprise... ... ... &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she sings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Scarlet Johansson" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Scarlett_Grammy.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But he does not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hellboy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Hellboy.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-610616126356703508?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/610616126356703508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/610616126356703508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/05/giants.html' title='Giants'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3234402641722732966</id><published>2008-05-18T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:59:31.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGGIE is Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm far from home and I'm fighting your war.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My feet were nearly destroyed. 32km route march with river-crossing. Water causes blisters. I mean BIG ones. Without feet, we, the infantry, queen of the battlefields, are nothing.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how excruciating the pain is, it's nothing compared to the feeling of getting dumped from an airforce unit to an infantry for no apparent reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Watching the death toll rise, wondering how I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly missed A7X during my absent from S'pore. My monsterous appetite is still growing.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of stuffs to catch up. I bought Three Kingdoms because of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maggie Q&lt;/span&gt;. Witty, cool, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though we won, I still may lose. Until I make it home to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better that I fail the world than let the world fail me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Maggie Q" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/CaoYing.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercy is for the playground, not the battleground. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go, babe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3234402641722732966?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3234402641722732966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3234402641722732966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/05/maggie-is-q.html' title='MAGGIE is Q'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1694371102297599065</id><published>2008-05-11T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:32:54.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rise of the Foot Soldier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew back this morning after three long weeks of overseas training. The weather there is nasty. I can confirm we walked at least 100km of road. I'm not Iron Man!&lt;br /&gt;But it had been really fun. Looking through different culture. I get to ride a helicopter. I spent ALOT on ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angelina Jolie" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Wanted.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angelina Jolie - Wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time is always running out. I had to rush out to watch Iron Man. I don't like that film. But there's &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gwyneth Paltrow&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Incredible Hulk&lt;/span&gt; or the&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; will be better.&lt;br /&gt;My luck had been down to the lowest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Iron Man" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Ironman.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merchant of Death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1694371102297599065?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1694371102297599065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1694371102297599065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man.html' title='Iron Man'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-5115793653504945513</id><published>2008-04-13T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T10:48:15.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wicked End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dust the apple off, savor each bite&lt;br /&gt;And deep inside you know &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt; was right&lt;br /&gt;Lust and power, indulgence, no fear&lt;br /&gt;Left with is sins, how does this end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Desperation" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Hope.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desperation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avenged Sevenfold, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A7X&lt;/span&gt;, is influential. I like them. They are not trying to be biblical. So am I.&lt;br /&gt;"Everything thinks of changing the world. But no one thinks of changing himself." It's fascinating to observe humans. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Your time is precious, no time to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Messiah's&lt;/span&gt; coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Don't go to sleep tonight, darling, hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;These will be our final days and I can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm here to mark my existence.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm leaving on a jetplane, don't know when I'll be back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no HOPE in there. But I do see honour and glory. How's this gonna end? I don't know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hope" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Hope2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-5115793653504945513?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5115793653504945513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5115793653504945513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/04/wicked-end.html' title='The Wicked End'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4107795821930276275</id><published>2008-03-30T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:24:24.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messiah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is where I hide my little food for thought. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Messiah&lt;/span&gt; to save the virtuous before Judgment day? Myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most enjoyable trainings. Fighting together and having live rifle rounds fired just beside you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again, I have witnessed the ugly and selfish side of Men. When I get to command, I will punish them and &lt;em&gt;justice&lt;/em&gt; will soon find them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Justice is blind." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Daredevil.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lend me your courage to stand up and fight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched The Mist again. Two times in a row, back-to-back. I like its dark ending though swerving away from Stephen King original's. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Apocalyptic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Stephen King's Cell novel. Civilisation slipped into its second dark age. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Apocalyptic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Mist" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Misc/Mist.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Belief divides them...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4107795821930276275?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4107795821930276275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4107795821930276275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/03/messiah.html' title='Messiah'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-5021132519975800183</id><published>2008-03-16T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:01:10.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you asked me, I will say three men had the saddest story of their lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When they thought they could have a better life in the Airforce, the bearer of woe came. Due to some circumstances, they were thrown back to an impossible and fiercest vocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Behold!&lt;/span&gt; The infantry, Queen of the battlefield. I'm swerving towards the voice of the Devil. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Why fight all the way while you can give up and lead a better life now? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a superbly funny guy. That's another person who said I don't look like a local. Event noted.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new book to brighten my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you asked me me again, I will say three men had the saddest story of their lives. I'm one of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Katie Holmes" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Katie2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't you like to take a nibble out of her cheeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-5021132519975800183?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5021132519975800183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5021132519975800183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/03/woe.html' title='Woe'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1329365053906933712</id><published>2008-03-02T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:55:50.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephen King's Desperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A corporal by next week. Many many more weeks to Sergeant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna break free. It's not even a year passed yet. They are wasting my youth away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Discover the true meaning of desperation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD! I missed the 80th Oscar. I'm gonna missed next year's too. This year is boring compared to last year. Probably because of the absence of Reese Witherspoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even interested in the remake of The Eye. Jessica Alba doesn't perk me up. I'm still anticipating &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;em&gt; To understand the origin of Justice, you have to go back to the beginning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/span&gt; - A successful film. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Katie Holmes&lt;/span&gt; as Rachel Dawes. Utterly bewitched by her smile. I don't mind &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Maggie Gyllenhaal&lt;/span&gt; in the next sequel.&lt;br /&gt;But I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; DO&lt;/span&gt; mind &lt;strike&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;/strike&gt; in every other films. **laugh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jennifer Garner" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Garner.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;80th Annual Oscar - Best Dressed and Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1329365053906933712?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1329365053906933712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1329365053906933712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/03/stephen-kings-desperation.html' title='Stephen King&apos;s Desperation'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-7769537038971002799</id><published>2008-02-23T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:44:22.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holier Than Thou</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I earned my long weekend, finally. SOC had become my playground. &lt;em&gt;When it comes to speed, no one can win me. When it comes to stamina, I can win no one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is lunatic. I know what news does the world bring - Shame and Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The world got rid of her angels a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop eating but I'm still as small as Rey Mysterio.&lt;br /&gt;I glanced at them once a week but my ladies are still as hot as ever.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have too much guilty pleasure. Does loving the movie &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Legally Blonde&lt;/span&gt; counts as one? I shadnt go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The loss of too many stars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The Dark Knight" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Joker.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Heath Ledger 220108~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We mourn the loss of a remarkable talent gone too soon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the passing of the extraordinary man who will be greatly missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Let's put a smile on their face," - The Joker (Heath Ledger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-7769537038971002799?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7769537038971002799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7769537038971002799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/02/holier-than-thou.html' title='Holier Than Thou'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3919784388395723281</id><published>2008-02-10T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T04:03:31.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Our memories makes us who we are. You can't change the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. My long weekend is gone just like this. I had to squeeze some pathetic time out of New Year to catch up on my reading. I'm THAT busy. I'm done with Reese Witherspoon's biography. American sweetheart. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;No other star of her age and stature can match this lady's dreams, goals and opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to look back and recollect what I've done. What's past is past. One thing for sure - there's always time for lots of movies. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Black Hawk Down - Leave No Man Behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not by nature a vindictive man. By when things get out of hand, I have to step in. &lt;em&gt;God created me in his image. I guess he had a thing for sexy boy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be gone by tomorrow night. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hee!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Stella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She caught my eyes. I can't help but gawk at her everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3919784388395723281?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3919784388395723281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3919784388395723281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/02/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html' title='Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3867561143690486325</id><published>2008-01-20T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:23:24.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-18-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still surviving. I spent my woeful live away from home. I only get to return once in a week, less than 24 hours. 2 more weeks to the end of mother of all fieldcamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Believe the Hype.&lt;/span&gt; This film is larger than the hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"CLOVERFIELD"&lt;br /&gt;INCIDENT SITE U.S. 447&lt;br /&gt;AREA FORMERLY KNOWN AS "CENTRAL PARK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handheld camera is a brilliant idea. We don't experience movies in this effect. It adds more realistic ambience for viewers. Many viewers missed out on the ending scene just before the credits. Keep a look out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love post-apocalypse, survivor-type-of films. Be it zombies or creatures. How fun can it be when it really happens?&lt;br /&gt;Next stop - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Stephen King's Legendary Tale of Horror&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Mist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mew" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Mew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3867561143690486325?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3867561143690486325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3867561143690486325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2008/01/1-18-08.html' title='1-18-08'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2856920048711153726</id><published>2007-12-25T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:09:21.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nightmare AFTER Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Black Christmas" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Nightmare.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you don't want Christmas to approach... ... But it finally did in the end. Hear those dirge?&lt;br /&gt;It's summoning me to the camp again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the laughters in my platoon. Just remember what we were told: It's not about the rank that you wear, but the respect that you can earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love analogies. And I'm truly philosophical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death is not a hunter unbeknowneth to its prey.&lt;br /&gt;One is always aware that it lies in wait.&lt;br /&gt;Though life is merely a journey to the grave,&lt;br /&gt;It must not be undertaken without hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Merry Christmas" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Mary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And so she sings: Dry your tears because &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm always here&lt;/span&gt; when you're tired of running. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm all the strength that you need &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nevertheless, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2856920048711153726?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2856920048711153726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2856920048711153726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/12/nightmare-after-christmas.html' title='The Nightmare AFTER Christmas'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-7513076308523660422</id><published>2007-12-21T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:14:54.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immortals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've got my wish. I'm going to command school and I'm not gonna be man for the rest of my life. I sort of know my destiny before the posting - SISPEC. Though Sergeant is nothing big, but at least I'm not a rifleman! I can't take officer's path. I'm not Immortal. They are totally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; insane.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I'm just too fit for Ranger course. **laugh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine traveling from the east to west. Fuck this. It's like the country's ultimatum: Either you give your soul to the country for two years or you can stay behind bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Immortals... we put their name to the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor Heartbreak Kid. Ben Stiller gets all the hot chicks! I wish to embrace Michelle Monaghan. Hollywood siren, Eva Longoria, had caught me spellbound with her mesmerising voice. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Eva &amp;amp; Hayden" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Victorian.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They've got me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;suicidal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;suicidal&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sergeant &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-7513076308523660422?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7513076308523660422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7513076308523660422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/12/immortals.html' title='Immortals'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4516380616128856586</id><published>2007-12-13T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:56:49.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pledged to Crush!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I rather be lucky than good.&lt;/em&gt; I'm feeling lucky, punk. Wait. I'm both lucky and good. Now I need to find &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOC - 3:16mins (Coincidently. The number of hope.)&lt;br /&gt;IPPT - Silverware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; bit of achievement. I totally agree that: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is not about the rank you wear, but the respect that you can earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;To find the one true path, one must seek guidance amidst uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to pull everyone out of oblivion. Men, is a bunch of fucking greedy and selfish race. It's good to stay forever cynical, like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The God-King must **not** die!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lost In Translation" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Translation.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting to be found...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Heartbreak Kid - Love Blows, Love Hurts, Love Stings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But Michelle Monaghan is seductive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4516380616128856586?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4516380616128856586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4516380616128856586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/12/pledged-to-crush.html' title='Pledged to Crush!'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-187287691181964674</id><published>2007-11-24T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:40:00.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Live Is To Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man cannot face death without first finding meaning in life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 more weeks to Passing Out Parade. What's the big fuss about? I don't understand. I still have 1 year and 9 months to go. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alongside time exists fate, the bearer of cruelty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Route march can really kill. 2km. 4km. 6km. 8km. 12km. 16km. Graduation Parade 24km route march soon. Fuck it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only with strength can one endure suffering and torment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Same old shit during book out. I made an effort to go back to that store to catch a glimpse and talk to that lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simple yet sweet and refined. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I fear most isn't death. What I fear most is... attachment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Good Luck Jessica!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/JessieAlba/Jessie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexually funny but an average film.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/8642106-187287691181964674?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/187287691181964674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/187287691181964674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-live-is-to-die.html' title='To Live Is To Die'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-219590045938728948</id><published>2007-11-04T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:58:49.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3:16 - The Numbers of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so lost but I managed to find myself back.&lt;br /&gt;I spent money on food, movies, books and posters while I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;While I'm in there, everything is monotonous. This life sucks. I don't like it except for the firing of my M16 rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't catch me often. I come and go like the wind. Nothing interests me now. So pardon me if I get too unfeeling. No hope, No life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more month to the end of the first phase. &lt;strike&gt;By then if I cant get into the Sergeant or Lieutenant course, I'll try to downgrade myself.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="I need Hope..." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Fallen.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-219590045938728948?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/219590045938728948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/219590045938728948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/11/316-numbers-of-hope.html' title='3:16 - The Numbers of Hope'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2241221126014390508</id><published>2007-09-11T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:44:10.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Match Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The man who said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I'd rather be lucky than good"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second, it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward, and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you win&lt;/span&gt;. Or maybe it doesn't, and&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; you lose&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophocles said:&lt;/span&gt; "To &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;never have been born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; may be the greatest boon of all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time to bid everyone farewell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'd rather be lucky than good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Scarlett Johansson" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Scarlett2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The final piece of Elegance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be back... for Scarlett.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2241221126014390508?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2241221126014390508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2241221126014390508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/09/match-point.html' title='Match Point'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4895918026739180550</id><published>2007-08-29T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T01:41:36.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Cheerleader, Save the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Cat told me Adam Sandler grabbed &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jessica Biel's&lt;/span&gt; boobs. So I watched &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry&lt;/span&gt;. Damn. I wish I'm groping her. It's hilarious. You can't deny she has a hot bod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone needs equal treatment whether you are gay or straight. It's all about acceptance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, television aint my best friend. I don't watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been catching &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;, an American NBC TV series. I try to finish it as slowly as possible. But I'm finishing season one soon.&lt;br /&gt;Every pieces is so intriguing. Believe me, the plot goes deep and twist superbly well within each episode. Makes you wanna go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destiny is a cunning planner. The heroes are closely intertwined.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't close an entry without any babe. Eye-candy heroines - &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ali Larter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(ever since Legally Blonde, Final Destination 2, and soon Resident Evil: Extinction)&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hayden Panettiere&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that, we can shout: SCREW Prisonbreak and Lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Save the Cheerleader" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Hayden.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hayden Pan-Uh-Tee-Air-Ee&lt;/strong&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/8642106-4895918026739180550?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4895918026739180550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4895918026739180550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/08/save-cheerleader-save-world.html' title='Save the Cheerleader, Save the World'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1203795478038900858</id><published>2007-08-20T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:35:20.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atheism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm an atheism. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? 20.08.2008 is my 21st. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the blessings from my friends. Especially a very old friend.&lt;br /&gt;I have to emphasize again every year! I don't like birthdays. Another normal day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We have been loved in spite of our hate. We don't deny that we live in a evil world and that we have been evil people and we have evil tendencies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been into Flyleaf lately. Alternative rock music with female vocal really attracts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amy Lee&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sharon den Adel&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Within Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cristina Scabbia&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lacuna Coil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lacey Mosley&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Flyleaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lacey Mosley is so petite.&lt;/span&gt; But her vocal is a powerhouse, just like the others. I love it when she jumps. &lt;em&gt;Puny ladies are nice to hug.&lt;/em&gt; **laugh**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Lacey Mosley" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Lacey.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No longer will they call you Deserted...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/8642106-1203795478038900858?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1203795478038900858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1203795478038900858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/08/atheism.html' title='Atheism'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-7989897168934546515</id><published>2007-08-11T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T10:16:02.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reese Witherspoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sky High is a wonderful movie for all ages. Parents approve it, kids love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to move over to the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;other side of the world&lt;/span&gt;. So i can get to sleep normally. You understand me? It's noon soon. I should get to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12 Stones - World So Cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe men are born to be killers&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that the world can't be saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of world do we live in&lt;br /&gt;Where love is divided by hate&lt;br /&gt;Selling our soul for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those who did everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;But beneath that swagger, you know what I really fear... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Little Miss Type A" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Glamour/Reese4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Probably the most splendid picture I've seen of her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8642106-7989897168934546515?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7989897168934546515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/7989897168934546515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/08/reese-witherspoon.html' title='Reese Witherspoon'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2198255378062966107</id><published>2007-07-31T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:45:08.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SSDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;SSDD: Sometimes it's just what you say. And sometimes you believe in nothing but the darkness. And then how do you go along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headline: Jessica Alba breaks up with Cash Warren.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big. Just perks me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More films for Reese =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world is so fake.&lt;br /&gt;The world is hypocritical.&lt;br /&gt;The world is two-faced.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the natural justice?&lt;br /&gt;But if you want peace, then prepare for war.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got a few new neat stuffs lately. The weather was cold for the past week. But I like it chill though my toes were frozen. It's August now. You know what I'm talking about? Nothing exciting these days. Eat. Sleep. Watch. Read. Gossip. Magic. Women.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, it's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; SSDD&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ame&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ifferent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jessie" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/JessieAlba/Alba3.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2198255378062966107?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2198255378062966107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2198255378062966107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/07/ssdd.html' title='SSDD'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-22313236558144465</id><published>2007-07-20T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T02:05:49.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mephisto, Father of Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you feel time is running too slowly and hell is freezing over, there can only be one certain situation. You are losing lots of money on Mahjong expectionally. Mahjong can make or break you. It breaks me, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's an old saying: Raise no more devils than you can lay down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just talked too much lies. So much that they can't distinguish between truth and lies anymore. They don't even hear themselves. Me? I talk straightout. Direct.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Feel my penance stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Party" on Saturday. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that the Ghost Rider 2-disc edition is way better than the original. Though the show is kinda disappointing. But I like Marvel. I like the supervillians/heroes in it. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I like Nicholas Cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I love Eva Mendes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel like my skull is on fire. Rawr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you don't make a choice, the choice makes you." &lt;/em&gt;But why do my choices always keep us apart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="That's Hot!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Glamour2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-22313236558144465?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/22313236558144465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/22313236558144465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/07/mephisto-father-of-lies.html' title='Mephisto, Father of Lies'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2027760245549157737</id><published>2007-07-13T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:17:40.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th, Jason goes to Hell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eric and I will be the happiest guys. Cheers! Today is a public holiday for everyone except one. Sarcastic. Some arrogant guy is going to the military. Just die in there, wont ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're not here to coexist. I'm here to win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hang on, puppy. I'll be with you in two months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't understand why some people can be so superficial and cowardly. What they say and do are completely different. They act as if they are living just for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Satan reasons like man, but God thinks of eternity. Well, I prostrate myself before a world that's going to hell in a handbag, 'cause in all eternity, I am here and I will be remembered. That's me - Destiny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been trying out Dee Dee's photoshop tutorial today. Hehe. She is amazing =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Looks CAN Kill ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Keira Knightley" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Keira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Jessica Biel" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/TrinityBiel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Kate Beckinsale" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Selene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Jennifer Garner" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elegant/Elektra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2027760245549157737?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2027760245549157737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2027760245549157737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-13th-jason-goes-to-hell.html' title='Friday the 13th, Jason goes to Hell...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-1383673396526534994</id><published>2007-07-09T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:04:45.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads You Live... Tails You Die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;50/50 chance. Life or death. This ain't Sunset Boulevard. My destiny was life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on the violent side of life.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are beat.&lt;br /&gt;Magic the Gathering is slowly fading away. All because of the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; military training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love gossiping with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;But me? I'm still rocking hard. Gory movies keep me going. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hostel Part II. The Hills Have Eyes II. Sin City (Cant wait for Sin City 2).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You named it, I watched it. I can tell you all the gory details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please switch off your computer when you sleep. Save electricity. Save yourself. Save the Earth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is only one conclusion to every story... We all fall down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Domino" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Domino.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;Nothing scares me. I'm not afraid to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-1383673396526534994?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1383673396526534994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/1383673396526534994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/07/heads-you-live-tails-you-die.html' title='Heads You Live... Tails You Die.'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3128833875086936477</id><published>2007-07-06T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T18:40:17.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Free... Or Die Hard... ...Trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yippie Ki Yay.&lt;/em&gt; Movies after movies. It's already time for Die Hard 4.0. Neat action-packed stuff. Not to forget Mary Elizabeth Winstead and Maggie Q. Kungfu babe in her jackboots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing FHM magazine. It's a clean publication. You expect me to get Playgirl? I'm straight.&lt;br /&gt;100 Sexiest Women in the World 2007. That's hot! (And no. Paris Hilton wasn't in it.) Jessica Alba is #1. DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fabled&lt;/span&gt; supernova hot list? Who cares. But I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strike&gt;FHM Maxim&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heartbreaking-Human-Torch's Sexiest Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;15 - Ali Larter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;14 - Eva Mendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;13 - Eva Longoria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(She's desperate)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;12 - Kate Beckinsale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(So much for that vampire stuffs)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;11 - Mary Elizabeth Winstead&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Scream queen of Final Destination 3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;10 - Jessica Biel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9 - Jennifer Garner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Elektra Natchios. Sounds like an Mexican appetizer)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;8 - Maggie Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sexiest vegetarian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7 - Imogen Poots&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(I'm willing to wait 28 years later for her)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6 - Alexis Bledel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Attractive sparkling blue eyes. Gilmore, anyone?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 - Kristen Bell &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Puny and sweet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 - Scarlett Johansson &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Dislikes it when celebrities thank God or Jesus in their award acceptance speeches. I double that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 - Reese Witherspoon &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Legal Bachelorette)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 - Keira Knightley &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Enough debate for these past weeks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 - Jessica Alba &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sinfully mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The guys? Havent been thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 - Ryan Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 - Ben Affleck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 - ME &lt;em&gt;(Just joking. I eat ego-boost every meal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hollywood and Music is my life. &lt;em&gt;*monotone* I'll be back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the meantime, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Live Free or Die Hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3128833875086936477?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3128833875086936477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3128833875086936477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/07/live-free-or-die-hard-trying.html' title='Live Free... Or Die Hard... ...Trying'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2007060907262110826</id><published>2007-07-02T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T03:10:51.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HBK, The Wroth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things are getting hairy nowadays. First of all, Hairy Potter movies are getting on my nerves. The music is making me twitched. Most importantly, three kids running and screaming around. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just go back to school.&lt;/span&gt; I watched the first two instalments. Man, that was an approximately &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 hours of my life that I could not get it back&lt;/span&gt;. Simply put, I hate those shows. &lt;em&gt;To each his own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they maintained in the bookshelves, there wont be any wroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell you what. I don't fucking care about people around me now. Don't try to bother me with your little actions. Stop acting refined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To get out of hairy situations, I went for Transformers in the premiere. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Only&lt;/span&gt; the robots are attractive.&lt;br /&gt;To sum things up, I added a Keira Knightley poster to my wall. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Keira Knightley" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Elizabeth.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whoopin' Ass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2007060907262110826?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2007060907262110826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2007060907262110826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/07/hbk-wroth.html' title='HBK, The Wroth'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4652867597888696530</id><published>2007-06-26T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T12:26:32.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove Me Wrong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tribute to the greatest technical wreslter - Chris Benoit&lt;br /&gt;1967 - 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was supposedly scheduled to fly over here in July.&lt;br /&gt;I met him once a few years back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is superbly shocking new.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why those whom deserved to be dead aint taken away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Wolverine" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/benoit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For real...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4652867597888696530?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4652867597888696530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4652867597888696530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/06/prove-me-wrong.html' title='Prove Me Wrong...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-2876684618639180287</id><published>2007-06-24T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T08:15:09.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risen Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to watch Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer in the theatre &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. And we hang around til the dawn before coming back.&lt;br /&gt;From last I remembered, films that I caught twice in the theatre were - Mission Impossible 2, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers and House of Fury (Gillian!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta go to bed before 7am. If not, Im gonna sleep through the day til night. Yes, I DID that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A pic for thought xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Keira Knightley" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Knightley.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I prefer Keira to be in her short hair. Just like in Domino. Although she flashes herself in there but she did a really great job portraying as a bad girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-2876684618639180287?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2876684618639180287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/2876684618639180287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/06/risen-again.html' title='Risen Again...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-6955323081140405271</id><published>2007-06-20T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:13:07.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I tell you I watched&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer&lt;/span&gt; on sneak preview? No I didn't. That was a week ago. I just couldn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Holds no surprise for me. That is if you know the origin of Silver Surfer. It's still fantastic, nonetheless. Two-thumbs up for Jessica Alba. I mean the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Rendition and Penelope. Reese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Herald of Galactus" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Surfer.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's 7am. Just came back from Mahjong session. Played 2 rounds for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6 hours&lt;/span&gt; and I'm the biggest winner. Now my head hurts like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever said smoking/drinking was hard to quit, they were seriously disturbed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm busy with Facebook. And getting bullied.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm a hotshot,  a supernova, a Human Torch? Ha! Just joking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Smokin' Hot" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/JessieAlba/Alba.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as hot as me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8642106-6955323081140405271?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/6955323081140405271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/6955323081140405271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/06/rise.html' title='Rise...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4557267204249438624</id><published>2007-06-09T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T03:23:04.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Whom The Bell Tolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once the school bell rings, the day passed. Now I can't bring them back. Thinking back, school had been a seriously fun experience. Yet most of us don't treasure those moments. Sweet reminisce. I miss it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time... It will not wait... No matter... How hard you hold on... It escapes you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Now that I'd noticed. I've been favouring the left wing position in soccer. I'm fast, like the Silver Surfer.&lt;br /&gt;- I like to dig out trivial matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right now. They called me the Human Torch.&lt;br /&gt;- And the sixty-four-thousand-dollar question. A lady asked me whether I'm local. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES, AGAIN! The answer is - I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haven't been shopping much. Unlike Cassie. But bought a few stuffs - I bought Jessica Alba home xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Nancy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/JessieAlba/Nancy.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every night she watches me sleep. Every night I watch her strip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sin City&lt;/span&gt;. This whole world is all about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;violence&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should let her go. That's what I'm doing lately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But forever a Guardian Devil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4557267204249438624?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4557267204249438624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4557267204249438624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-whom-bell-tolls.html' title='For Whom The Bell Tolls'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-8511275867660737491</id><published>2007-06-01T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T12:37:11.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awful days.&lt;br /&gt;Not very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Feel icky.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dee's melody&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Destiny&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Only HeartBreak Kid &lt;/3&lt;/3&lt; &lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/8642106-8511275867660737491?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8511275867660737491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8511275867660737491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-8675463916386312093</id><published>2007-05-22T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:35:19.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gore and more Gore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to watch 28 Weeks Later with Eric and a couple of not-so-timid friends a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty darn good. More blood, more fun. The shaky camera adds to the climax. They are not zombies. Just &lt;em&gt;Infected&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tammy (Imogen Poots) is so alluring! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's a damn pity that people have to judge real talent on looks. However, I'll make an exception for all the females.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I hate about it is the re-editing of the film. The board of censorship is just too narrow-minded. Be it a movie or a regular TV show.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too open about gores and stuff. But you don't have to cut off every tiny bit of the blood. Rawr~&lt;br /&gt;Too much violence in my mind. &lt;em&gt;Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Freddy Vs. Jason. The Hills Have Eyes.&lt;/em&gt; Those violence certainly changes me... into someone FEARLESS xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't misunderstood me. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chick flicks still rock my socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now, where did I place my&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Can't seem to find her =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bend and Snap!!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Glamour/BendandSnap.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does the "Bend and Snap" thing works everytime? Ladies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8642106-8675463916386312093?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8675463916386312093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8675463916386312093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/05/gore-and-more-gore.html' title='Gore and more Gore'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-8411775238876400116</id><published>2007-05-12T08:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:07:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the stars say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even very attractive people sometimes have ugly personality quirks. Just because something glitters does not mean that it is gold! Some people turn on the charm when they want to mask character deficiencies -- the brighter they sparkle, the darker they are inside. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your intelligence will intimidate people like this&lt;/span&gt;, so don't be surprised if a charmer who's new in your social circle seems to avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, my intelligence is pretty stunning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jessica Alba" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Alba.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Even she agreed so =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-8411775238876400116?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8411775238876400116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8411775238876400116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-stars-say.html' title='What the stars say...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-557700570889744480</id><published>2007-05-05T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:54:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punisher or Executioner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In certain extreme situations, the law is inadequate. In order to shame its inadequacy, it is necessary to act outside the law. To pursue - natural justice. This is not vengeance. Revenge is not a valid motive. It's an emotional response. No, not vengeance. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Punishment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;The end is extremely fucking nigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-557700570889744480?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/557700570889744480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/557700570889744480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/05/punisher-or-executioner.html' title='Punisher or Executioner'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-4776519432492701069</id><published>2007-04-30T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:43:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Days Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say that right before you die, your life flashes before your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28 Days Later... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing nothing all these days. Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I lied.&lt;br /&gt;Caught Veronica Mars. Sleep. Daydream. Not to mention spending four hours in the hot tub with Reese once in a while. That's probaby all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Myolie&lt;/span&gt; my only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Myolie&lt;/span&gt; my only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Myolie&lt;/span&gt; my only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Myolie&lt;/span&gt; my only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Myolie&lt;/span&gt; my only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Myolie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get to divide my life into chapters, I guess this will be &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chapter &lt;em&gt;xx&lt;/em&gt;: Glamour-Reese.&lt;/span&gt; It's too glamourous to conclude now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Army&lt;/span&gt; on Sept. See ya all in 730 days later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I wanna do is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pout" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Glamour/pout.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-4776519432492701069?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4776519432492701069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/4776519432492701069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/04/28-days-later.html' title='28 Days Later'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-3954242336255981285</id><published>2007-04-02T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T12:46:59.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Truly Beautiful, Can't Be Seen From the Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved reading fairy tales as a child - or better yet, having them read to me - and now my daughter loves them too! The adventures of those beleaguered princesses, so often the youngest, most beautiful, and least appreciated, were magical. Fairy tales tell us who we are and how to live. That's why they are so powerful. It's not often that a brand-new tale appears in the world. So imagine my surprise and delight when I discovered . . . Penelope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprung from the brilliantly original brain of Leslie Caveny, Penelope appeared on my desk one fine spring day. I loved the story from the moment I read it, and Penelope came to life in my imagination long before she stepped on-screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I love about Penelope: a terrific plot, great characters, a beautiful world. But most of all, I love the message. Penelope is the inspiring story of a girl who is told by the people closest to her that she isn't good enough. Born with the face of a pig due to an ancient curse that had nothing to do with her, Penelope is kept hidden away in her parents' house and is taught to wait - to wait until her prince comes along and rescues her, to wait until she is pretty enough to go out into the world, to wait for her life to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Penelope gets tired of waiting and takes things into her own hands. Breaking free from her family, she heads out into the world to experience life on her own terms, finding friendship, adventure, and fun along the way. Penelope ultimately learns that she is pretty great the way she is, and it is that confidence and self-acceptance that prove to be life changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've been all over the world and met so many people, and I've come to discover that each and every one of us has insecurities. Young or old, short or tall, we all have something we wish we could change about ourselves. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes we let those insecurities define who we are and get in the way of all the great things we could accomplish.&lt;/span&gt; Penelope teaches us to rise above our fears, to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;embrace the things that make us unique&lt;/span&gt;, and to celebrate our individuality. She faces the world with fearlessness and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this story inspires you to try to be a little more like Penelope, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to learn to love what is truly unique about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reese Witherspoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(credit from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.r-witherspoon.com/index.php?subaction=showfull&amp;id=1175382659&amp;archive=&amp;start_from=&amp;ucat=8&amp;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;r-witherspoon.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An introduction was wrote by &lt;em&gt;Little Miss Type A&lt;/em&gt; for the novel, Penelope. Absolutely inspiring, as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The movie will be released sometime this year, starring non-other than Miss Witherspoon alongside Christina Ricci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's with me and chick flick lately?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-3954242336255981285?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3954242336255981285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/3954242336255981285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-truly-beautiful-cant-be-seen-from.html' title='What&apos;s Truly Beautiful, Can&apos;t Be Seen From the Mirror'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-8941208267589390853</id><published>2007-03-22T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T09:36:09.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 March 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I haven't update since the last time I updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's 22 March! Well, not on the other side of the Earth yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Reese!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(I'm so into her now.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's learn more weird facts about me since I'm feeling cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I'm sort of cross-dominance. I write with my right hand. Feeling the mahjong tiles and taking billiard cue with my left. I can work equally well with my right/left foot in soccer. I can't say that's ambidextrous. It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can't sing, just like Reese before she took up lessons. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I sleep in the noon til evening. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I hate basketball. I swear I won't touch it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have peculiar preferences to certain matters - music, movies, etc. I rarely listen to chinese songs. Heavy rock/metal musics do sound soothing to me. I love gores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My biggest decision til now? I think it's time to quit Twins. And move on to &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt; or such... ... ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy Birthday" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/31st.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As simple as it can be... &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8642106-8941208267589390853?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8941208267589390853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/8941208267589390853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/03/22-march-2007.html' title='22 March 2007'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-5880017674026609194</id><published>2007-03-08T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:07:43.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Dragon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been busy these few days. Even as the new year ends. The climax had vanished.&lt;br /&gt;I got to catch Hannibal Rising. Before that, I've already indulge in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Dragon&lt;/span&gt;. The famous Silence of the Lambs is great too. But I missed out on Hannibal. Well, Hannibal Rising didn't really rise to the expectation of the other two films that I've watched. Nonetheless, Gong Li is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't snap out of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Dragon&lt;/span&gt;. His role is too intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm near to Becoming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Red Dragon" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p50/dark_zeromus/Dragon.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Red Dragon&lt;/span&gt; and the Woman Clothed in the Sun&lt;/strong&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/8642106-5880017674026609194?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5880017674026609194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/5880017674026609194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-dragon.html' title='I am the Dragon...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-117279906984412479</id><published>2007-03-02T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:56:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one wanna treat me to their parties! Where's everyone?&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards, something's new is arising. I'll never touch books again.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to go to bed lately. Been starting sleeping in the morning. Probably avoiding people whom I don't wanna see. Probably...&lt;br /&gt;Don't go! You haven't seen the last of me yet... ... Just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannibal Lecter once said: &lt;em&gt;Be grateful. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad but true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To me, you are a slug in the sun. You are privy to a great becoming but you recognize nothing. Before me you rightly tremble. But you owe me more than fear. YOU OWE ME AWE."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Reese Witherspoon =)" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Reese.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~ Reese Witherspoon ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;She's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;truly elegant&lt;/span&gt; in the 79th Academy Awards. Awww. Too sweet in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue Nina Ricci gown&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-117279906984412479?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117279906984412479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117279906984412479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-one-wanna-treat-me-to-their-parties.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-117190107486441845</id><published>2007-02-19T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:04:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy Birthday,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't be there but I'll go there... someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Wishes&lt;/span&gt;: HeartBreak Kid xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-117190107486441845?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117190107486441845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117190107486441845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-crystal-i-cant-be-there.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-117087214973245172</id><published>2007-02-08T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T02:15:49.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today. Getting random.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw my long-time soccer friend a few days back. It's like a 6'1" HBK looking at the 7'3" Great Khali. I'm so tiny. &lt;em&gt;Note: The height is only a reference but still...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to sleep before 12am. If not, I won't be able to get to sleep until after 4am. I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the final examination, I won't be going to school for the rest of my life. Yippee! I'll probably go to the army for as long as I can. It's like a form of "running away".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a sudden obsession for &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kristen Bell a.k.a Veronica Mars&lt;/span&gt;. Damn! They stopped airing that series =( I really regret for not treasuring it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/veronica.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sorry Cassie, but my chick is as hot as me xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-117087214973245172?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117087214973245172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117087214973245172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-117009280201202946</id><published>2007-01-30T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:02:05.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;#27704;&amp;#36960;&amp;#30340;&amp;#35377;&amp;#29771;&amp;#20523;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is a cruel guest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it's like a deep sleep. Your mind is completely shut off. You don't even know anything exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt; are comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are blessed, you get to wake up from those unfeeling slumber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if you are the unfortunate one, you fall deep within that awaits you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Nothingness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's much more films for you to carry on but now that you're gone... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly grieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In memories:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;#35377;&amp;#29771;&amp;#20523; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-----;-&lt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-117009280201202946?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117009280201202946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/117009280201202946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116956416174766328</id><published>2007-01-23T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:51:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End... Or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I came across this and found it rather amusing. Keeps me giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u call a woman in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;An Angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crowd of women in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A host of Angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all women in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PEACE ON EARTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels a little lighter now.&lt;/em&gt; ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I wore it down by dragging it along so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two papers for the final semester exam. But many projects to cover. I'm still procrastinating. I can feel that death draws nigh as my studies slowly come to a close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been playing my console all night long. I don't wanna think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Why can't you forgive yourself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ...they asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm not ready yet."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116956416174766328?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116956416174766328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116956416174766328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-or-not.html' title='The End... Or Not?'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116889660347244394</id><published>2007-01-16T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T06:00:57.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Night cycling is a school event but this gonna be my last year. We cycled from 10:30pm to 6:30am. From the east region to the airport. You can't imagine how long the road near the airport is. It can take you 2 hours to finish that stretch. There's alot to see - lights, planes and most importantly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;girlsss&lt;/em&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not going to be serious. I want to fool around. You don't know how betrayal feels. &lt;em&gt;You can't erase it. It will be kept inside you in the dark where no one can come close to it. No, it never heals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been sleeping right after school. I wake up after midnight and stay on till my school starts in the morning. So it's hard to catch me now. But give me a call anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HBK remembers the Dream. Long Live the Dream - 15 January&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Conquers.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116889660347244394?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116889660347244394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116889660347244394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/01/living-dream.html' title='Living the Dream'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116902551435167343</id><published>2007-01-16T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:21:14.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbass</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since this place is rarely spotted, I'll write an "honourable" event here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It happened during the night cycling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's this guy who likes to draw attention. No one seems to be playing with him. And he raced us and braked suddenly in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He totally fucked me up. I pointed him a middle-finger and all sorts of vulgarities came out. He didn't rebut cause he knows who he is messing with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at yourself before you mess with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116902551435167343?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116902551435167343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116902551435167343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/01/dumbass.html' title='Dumbass'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116792573599476988</id><published>2007-01-04T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:51:12.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter in the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School is oddly tiring today. No. Maybe it's because I slept for only 1 hour today. Yes. That must be it. I just couldn't sleep at night. The night seemingly give me endless power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything has been a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before me, you tremble...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116792573599476988?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116792573599476988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116792573599476988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/01/hunter-in-night.html' title='Hunter in the Night'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116765597492277359</id><published>2007-01-01T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:52:54.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boys and Ghouls... I don't feel like doing this but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still, perceived me as a silent and cold person xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116765597492277359?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116765597492277359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116765597492277359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2007/01/boys-and-ghouls.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116757613554044372</id><published>2006-12-31T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:44:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let Go&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel so alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I know that I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;To help me make it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;That you believe in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You gave me my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;To face another day alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;My friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;When will we meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Cause I can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world brings me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;To help me make it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And I know that you're the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;For me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You gave me my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;To face another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes by so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Things never seem to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;When I feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You bring me back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;My friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;When will we meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Cause I can't let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;No I can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116757613554044372?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116757613554044372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116757613554044372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/pasts.html' title='Pasts...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116698655917597136</id><published>2006-12-25T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T02:58:58.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curtain Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every beginning has an end. I guess this is it. The last remaining days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I'm too selfish.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just walked away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What could I really say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would it matter anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would it change how you feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-----,-{@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;~ 25 December 2006 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- The &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;eart&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;reak &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116698655917597136?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116698655917597136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116698655917597136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/curtain-call.html' title='The Curtain Call'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116689727728772000</id><published>2006-12-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:14:47.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up. And wished Michelle a Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't that a little early?" she said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm confused.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally I got what she meant after a few hours of pondering.&lt;em&gt; It's the 23rd, dumbass. Not 24th. &lt;/em&gt;Pardon me. My mind hasn't been working right ever since...&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt;. To top it off, I sleep at 9AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's always the "Nightstalker" lifestyle every holiday. You play at night and sleep in the morning/noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may not make it back next year once I'm in &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;/span&gt; (What's so exciting about this day eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too long have I sat in the shadows...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116689727728772000?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116689727728772000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116689727728772000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116602673383172015</id><published>2006-12-14T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:18:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told myself I had to get this&lt;em&gt; thing&lt;/em&gt; done by today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confident before then but always falter upon everything. Such cowardice. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116602673383172015?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116602673383172015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116602673383172015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-told-myself-i-had-to-get-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116585991505352793</id><published>2006-12-12T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:58:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against All Odds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back to where I started off. No one knows I'm cowering here xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's like a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Magic: The Gathering PPV&lt;/span&gt; every week. I called it the Magic 24/7. The curse was lifted last Saturday. It was supposed to be a Free-For-All game, dudes. It always happened to be 4 against me. Two times, I'm victorious. Obviously, teammates were pulling me down a few weeks ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could not get to the days when I had exams. It's hard to get back when you did not need exam for the last few months. Everything comes so quickly. A pass is enough for me. Nothing much, for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116585991505352793?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116585991505352793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116585991505352793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/against-all-odds.html' title='Against All Odds'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116556359801078402</id><published>2006-12-08T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:41:02.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Playground school bell rings again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rain clouds come to play again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Has no one told you she's not breathing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello I am your mind giving you someone to talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If I smile and don't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Soon I know I'll wake from this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello I'm still here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;All that's left of yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116556359801078402?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116556359801078402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116556359801078402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/playground-school-bell-rings-againrain.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116525168660938041</id><published>2006-12-05T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:28:42.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time to move on... But &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; now. I'm still escaping from reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't control the demon inside me. Everytime I think of that certain matter, I feel so insulted. I wanna throw my fist onto someone. It gets so infuriating. Am I that inferior compared to everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I think too highly of myself. That's why I fell so hard. Ha! I may speak too greatly of myself but in actual, I feel the opposite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's pointless to carry on if the person that you promised to work hard for is no longer around. You can't share your life and fortune. Nah. I'm too naive. &lt;strike&gt;I just thought everything last forever. You will always be here. I'm wrong.&lt;/strike&gt; I'll just count my steps as days come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not as optimistic as Cassie, not as bubbly as Michelle, not as lively as Jazzi, not as cheerful as Crystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone wakes up from their slumber. But not now, for me. I like this life of running away. &lt;em&gt;Life is ours, we live it our way.&lt;/em&gt; I don't need sympathy. I need time to build up my trust. Cynical it is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found out one thing that brings me back slowly... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116525168660938041?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116525168660938041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116525168660938041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-time-to-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-116417755226110666</id><published>2006-11-22T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:40:34.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;eart &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;reak &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;Just let it pass and forget all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;It's just not worth anything, anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-116417755226110666?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116417755226110666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/116417755226110666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/11/heart-break-kid-just-let-it-pass-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-115219308275053876</id><published>2006-07-06T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:41:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/italy.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Wonder.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They love me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-115219308275053876?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/115219308275053876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/115219308275053876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/07/italy.html' title='Italy!!!'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-114741227081313090</id><published>2006-05-12T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T19:21:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggie Denise Quigley</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was goddamn busy ever since the new semester starts. No time for everything. I just went home and sleep as early as 8+pm after reaching home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched Mission Impossible 3 right after school on Monday. The movie is pretty average. I'm not amazed by the actions. I like the romance in there and you guess it! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maggie Q&lt;/span&gt; caught my eyes. That's about it. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stunning Quigley...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She just looks good in there... for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's screw the rules and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;play the game!&lt;/span&gt; Once you played me, it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Game Over&lt;/span&gt;, dude!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played street soccer yesterday. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fun!&lt;/span&gt; Played Magic some other day too. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fun!&lt;/span&gt; And more works. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Boring!&lt;/span&gt; I'm so disturbed and troubled lately...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maggie Q is taking over me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Quigley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-114741227081313090?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114741227081313090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114741227081313090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/05/maggie-denise-quigley.html' title='Maggie Denise Quigley'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-114627894201335783</id><published>2006-04-29T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:45:17.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Help me fill this up! I'll screw you if you don't! Hehe. Just click the link.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=junnieee" target="_new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=junnieee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-114627894201335783?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114627894201335783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114627894201335783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/04/fresh-air.html' title='Fresh Air'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-114409330526090216</id><published>2006-04-04T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T03:45:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm bored. The only thing that keeps me going is talking and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Watched too much movies on the computer this break. Inital D, Ultraviolet, Underworld, Land of the Dead(Unrated), Scary Movie 1, Scary Movie 2, Scary Movie 3. I watched them all before. This shows how bored I am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did a wishlist get so popular nowadays? I'm &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; poor. I can't even afford a list. Let alone a &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt;. *cries*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/blu2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I need is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;... It's that simple =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-114409330526090216?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114409330526090216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114409330526090216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/04/booo.html' title='Booo'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-114130155080685260</id><published>2006-03-02T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:57:05.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kattieeeee &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know what I'm thinking. "Is it Thursday or Friday?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this boredom, I kind of lost track myself. Just another long break. Date has no meaning to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone lends stuffs very fast. But when returning back, they tend to dilly-dally. I'm so sick of this. They happen too many times. WTF?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some need to get a life and stop thinking about themselves only! Losers. Stop those stupidity. &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" width="15" /&gt; Phew. Luckily I'm not one of &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; cause I've been screwing my life(I got one!) up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I fall in love with Chocolate Ice Blended Bubble Tea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/cool.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like ripping jaws out? Biting off flesh? How about erm... getting your guts rend into pieces? Nothing beats &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Underworld: Evolution&lt;/span&gt;. I've watched it! Mature viewers please. So much to rattle on... ... ... I'll tell you everything about the gores. Tastes great!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Kate.jpg" border="1" galleryimg="no" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-114130155080685260?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114130155080685260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/114130155080685260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2006/03/kattieeeee-3.html' title='Kattieeeee &lt;3'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-113241601176860514</id><published>2005-11-19T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:10:30.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Eddie Guerrero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latino Heat... Dead... But never forgotten. You have my utmost respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Eddie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tribute to Eddie Guerrero 1967 - 2005. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-113241601176860514?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/113241601176860514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/113241601176860514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/11/tribute-to-eddie-guerrero.html' title='Tribute to Eddie Guerrero'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-113101623911279382</id><published>2005-11-03T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:11:39.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready! Aim! Fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gwahahaha... Goblet of Fire just didnt learn. I just despise Harry Potter. Dull. Dull. Dull. Not my cup of tea. It's about three little KIDS trying to trample over other movies to reach the top of the chart. Totally absurb. I watch two of those and I swear never to touch them again. So what if there is dragon? Still.... Cant stand them. Childish. Oops. Talk too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biased. I'm positive they will get lots of attention and be top. Fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-113101623911279382?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/113101623911279382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/113101623911279382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/11/ready-aim-fire.html' title='Ready! Aim! Fire!'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-112506093020059130</id><published>2005-08-26T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T00:31:19.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.A.G.I.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break a million hearts and tell me all about it. Sounds familiar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Mich!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;25 Aug...&lt;/span&gt; Was late for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, the last day of school. Exams in a fortnight. Whole of next week is study week. Which usually will turn into a relaxing week. LMAO! But then I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; I will study.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get to play last few rounds of Magic. Let's hope it wont be last. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daren&lt;/span&gt; motivates me to update. &lt;em&gt;Psst.. I didnt talk bad about you too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And he claimed that he is HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This semster is bad and totally screwed up. Seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too many stuffs are clogging in my mind. I feel so bad and sorry. I aint worth anyone of your tears. Take care everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-112506093020059130?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/112506093020059130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/112506093020059130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/08/magic.html' title='M.A.G.I.C.'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-112012640568500019</id><published>2005-06-30T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:17:31.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subliminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Awful day. I slept at 8pm yesterday till 5:30am in the morning. Been getting stuffy nose. Feel better this morning but still... ... ... **sneeze** The rest of the day is just crap. I really hate MCT lesson now. Wonder how to scrape through the test. Mild fever in the noon. What's most important is... &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;a piece of frickin' steak&lt;/span&gt; cant keep me full!! And yeah, it's bad today :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 27/30 Math result cant cheer me up. Yup! Been studying lately at night. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SlipKnoT coming to town.&lt;/span&gt; WOOHOO!! I bet my friends wont be interested in it, cause &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't worry, I wont bite the dust so soon.&lt;/span&gt; See ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-112012640568500019?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/112012640568500019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/112012640568500019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/06/subliminal.html' title='Subliminal'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-111874891701937828</id><published>2005-06-14T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T19:38:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^('@')^</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;^(^@^)^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was dreadful. I broke the drilling pin off the machine. I think I am the ONLY one who can do that. Now my workpiece is obliterated. &lt;em&gt;Who's the man?!&lt;/em&gt; I got Twins Trainee Cupid CD+DVD. Kekeke. So many versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week wasnt much better too. I failed the Math quiz. LMAO! 14/30. Oh and it was 15 MCQ questions. I failed by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 mark&lt;/span&gt;. I was late today. I forget to watch the time and no one was there to remind me. Boohoo. Thinking about the teacher makes my blood boils! ARGH! &lt;em&gt;F*ck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;^(^@^)^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! Bought another sneaker yesterday. I got &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Buenos Aires&lt;/span&gt; 3 months ago. Now I have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Boston&lt;/span&gt; for a whooping $150+ bucks. *faint* &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Greeny.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, it's limited. Not much designs left in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;^('@')^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Boston.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Anniversary.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-111874891701937828?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/feeds/111874891701937828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8642106&amp;postID=111874891701937828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111874891701937828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111874891701937828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='^(&apos;@&apos;)^'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-111762227565703999</id><published>2005-06-01T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T18:37:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicle of the Evil Drunk Piggy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take this time to read my wonderful record. LMAO! I doubt you are interested.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there is a Taboo Tuesday, there is a Taboo Wednesday for me. This is one of the rare moments where I unleashed a long entry. Gwahahaha.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T &lt;/span&gt;expect a happy ending with me around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday. This is my oh-so-hate day. I have an unfair 4 hours break in between. So I came home. And &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;talkie&lt;/span&gt;! As promised, I slept for an hour. I expect this familiar routine for every Wednesday. Screw that!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been early to school for the past few days. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to someone! Kekeke. Finally someone to guide me well in hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I'm not sure either.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad... I know nut about some subjects. This semester is screwed. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; I managed to pass through, this may be one of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my greatest chapter&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;The Miraculous Breakthrough of HBK.&lt;/span&gt; I need some "magic" called miracle. Trust me, I will try my best as promised.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; longer acts as a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;contingency plan&lt;/span&gt; to me now. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last resort&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I'm stucked. Lots of thought spewing from my mind. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I should share my weird thinkings with some of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Serious** Well, I'm not forgetful! I remember every tiny bits of things you all leaked to me. So have faith in my powerful mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt;: Dolen i vâd o nin. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*My path is hidden from me.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hopeful reply from anyone&lt;/span&gt;: Si peliannen i vâd na dail lîn. Si boe ú-dhannathach. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*It is already laid before your feet. You cannot falter now.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-111762227565703999?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111762227565703999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111762227565703999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/06/chronicle-of-evil-drunk-piggy.html' title='Chronicle of the Evil Drunk Piggy!'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-111643026442403955</id><published>2005-05-18T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:06:21.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving the Amityville Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie again. This time, I caught The Amityville Horror! I am fearless. Those cheap frights didnt scare me. Some gruesome demons' scenes did let me brood over them for a while though. It is based on a true story. &lt;em&gt;There is this cool "Evil is proof of God" book in the movie.&lt;/em&gt; Still wondering why Ronald Defoe killed his whole family. It was said "The Devil" made him do that? Many controversy and some said the story was a hoax right from the start. ** Curious ** May seem better than all others horror films I've watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldnt help but laugh at Eric. He gets scared easily and you could feel your chair vibrate when he gets jumpy. He was saying "Oh My God" all that while. Thanks for those "sound effects" you've made.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twins is on the cover of Teens magazine and I'm on it. &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School starting next Tuesday. Ewwwww. Pretty depressing and anxious. Heard the school hours are longer now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HUG&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt;** &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart2.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Everyone is special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To those who managed to read this: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Evil is the proof of God. This is why I am here to prove Gods' existence. Gwahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-111643026442403955?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111643026442403955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111643026442403955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/05/surviving-amityville-horror.html' title='Surviving the Amityville Horror'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-111607344817435241</id><published>2005-05-14T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:05:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wow! I finally get to touch a soccer ball since... ... ... one year! Yeah. I'm old and less agile. But I still can play the ball with either of my foot. There is not much today. Just some simple shooting and passing. Soccer can really makes my day, ya know. Well, it is better than nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My displaying shelf is now spanking clean! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jazzi&lt;/span&gt;. Hi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;. Hi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;. Hi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lil Ceci&lt;/span&gt;. **Pant**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;**HUG to ALL**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Beckham.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Vieri.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Nedved.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Put Beckham and Vieri together, you will get meeh! Nedved! Kekeke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-111607344817435241?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111607344817435241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111607344817435241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/05/soccer.html' title='Soccer!!'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642106.post-111506029014845171</id><published>2005-05-03T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:04:02.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about the Hugz, and how you give it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's a long day yesterday. Been out all day but I was bestowed handsomely. LMAO!! I love this new skin. But some minor linking bugs I have yet to solve it. Never mind!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Twins Such a Better Day DVD&lt;/span&gt;! And the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;poster&lt;/span&gt; too. Don't be jealous. Someone got it for meeh! Hehe. Havent finish viewing it yet. I am busy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Don't you wish you were me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Celestial/BetterDay.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8642106-111506029014845171?l=sasa-gill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/feeds/111506029014845171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8642106&amp;postID=111506029014845171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111506029014845171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8642106/posts/default/111506029014845171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasa-gill.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-all-about-hugz-and-how-you-give-it.html' title='It&apos;s all about the Hugz, and how you give it...'/><author><name>The Heartbreak Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14738543447724677625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/tifa1987/Heartbreak2.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
