<?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-3837282540230128434</id><updated>2012-02-04T02:38:39.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>赤い糸</title><subtitle type='html'>Threads of Destiny: The Subset of My World and Her World.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-2798884067697649284</id><published>2012-02-04T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T02:38:39.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>運命　信じる？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-2798884067697649284?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/2798884067697649284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2798884067697649284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2798884067697649284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='運命　信じる？'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-6734412403279566552</id><published>2012-02-03T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T23:07:05.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can like, then unlike someone.&lt;br&gt;You can unlike, then like again.&lt;br&gt;You can also unlike, then turn to like.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s a cirle of &amp;#39;like&amp;#39;.&lt;p&gt;When you Love Music, can you unlove?&lt;br&gt;When you Love, is unlove possible?&lt;br&gt;You can Love someone, you can&amp;#39;t unlove!&lt;p&gt;******************&lt;br&gt;And my mate are all there try to calm me down,&lt;br&gt;Cuz&amp;#39; I&amp;#39;m shouting your name all over town&lt;br&gt;******************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-6734412403279566552?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/6734412403279566552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/02/you-can-like-then-unlike-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6734412403279566552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6734412403279566552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/02/you-can-like-then-unlike-someone.html' title='&lt;no subject&gt;'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8894134649804470531</id><published>2012-01-18T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T00:16:40.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Proverbs 14:30 New International Version (NIV) &lt;br /&gt;30 A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder today's dinner taste good, because I went to 'Fig and Olive', it's so healthy. Hehehe.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A colleague which leaving the project told me something yesterday. It started when she ping me on the communicator, but did not continue when I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I whatsapp her after work. She said got something to tell me, I thought to myself, a confession eh?. She continues, 'I dreamt of you few days ago'. My mind says 'Amen' aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'but hoh, the dream is bad', then my rejoicing mind stunt. 'I dreamt of you passed away leh'. I replied, 'ok.. But how?'. 'in the dream there are rumour, so I asked around, and they said you work too hard, never sleep few days, then died.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said, 'I have one intepretation for that, that you keep our friendship, and we were accountable for each other, that's why your concern turns dream.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I did work from 9am to 4pm the next day, come back to work at 9pm till 4pm the next day again. 31hrs + 19hrs, that's 50hrs in total with no extra paid or incentive or rewards, or a cup of cuppa, or any shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen Praise the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8894134649804470531?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8894134649804470531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/proverbs-1430-new-international-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8894134649804470531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8894134649804470531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/proverbs-1430-new-international-version.html' title=''/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-1945814315103981615</id><published>2012-01-16T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:57:22.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith or Fear</title><content type='html'>Psalm 139:14,&lt;br /&gt;I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;&lt;br /&gt;your works are wonderful, I know that full well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when fear overpowered you, your faith shall be still.&lt;br /&gt;Tears will not bring hopes, but God never forgets His promises.&lt;br /&gt;The day when darkness came, the light will be still.&lt;br /&gt;That's why night sky always shined with stars light, for the light will shine itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;When one faith faded, another will arise, because He will never leave us alone on the hallways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-1945814315103981615?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/1945814315103981615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/faith-or-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1945814315103981615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1945814315103981615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/faith-or-fear.html' title='Faith or Fear'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-1878388704397082223</id><published>2012-01-12T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:59:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..</title><content type='html'>Today I ask God, 'How can it not be? Where else could my loves goes?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-1878388704397082223?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/1878388704397082223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1878388704397082223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1878388704397082223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/today.html' title='Today..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-2622754279080153351</id><published>2012-01-09T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:39:24.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Celebration-Syndrome.</title><content type='html'>I always had this effect call post-celebration-syndrome. And yes, I&amp;#39;m having post-Christmas-syndrome now.&lt;p&gt;And this song keep ringing in my head, from Hope - Wish you were here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=teTEApKLoe8&amp;amp;sns=sms"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=teTEApKLoe8&amp;amp;sns=sms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;###########################&lt;br&gt;Snowflakes are falling outside my window&lt;p&gt;But It&amp;#39;d be just perfect with you&lt;p&gt;Children are singing, and sleighbells are ringing&lt;p&gt;But it&amp;#39;d be just perfect with you&lt;p&gt;Everyone&amp;#39;s cheering and celebrating the day that Christ &lt;br&gt;was born&lt;br&gt;Oh this is perfect&lt;p&gt;But it&amp;#39;d be more perfect with you&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;So Merry Christmas darlin&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;I wish you were here&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyones cheering and celebrating the day that Christ was &lt;br&gt;born&lt;br&gt;Oh this is perfect&lt;p&gt;But it&amp;#39;d be more perfect with you&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;So Merry Christmas darlin&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;I wish you were here&lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas darlin&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br&gt;###########################&lt;p&gt;Where is the girl behind my back when I needed one&lt;br&gt;Who am I to say&lt;br&gt;but to remind my self sooner or later we&amp;#39;re gonna made it&lt;br&gt;yet nothing is certain and I&amp;#39;m working hard to not let it go&lt;br&gt;every sweet start with bitter&lt;br&gt;every love marks a journey&lt;br&gt;every prayer shall be answer&lt;br&gt;and every time I think of you my heart sang rythm of joy&lt;p&gt;*trying to wrote lyrics here so I wont forget.. Hehehe.. Good night world! I&amp;#39;m considering doing crazy stuff real soon. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-2622754279080153351?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/2622754279080153351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/post-celebration-syndrome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2622754279080153351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2622754279080153351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/post-celebration-syndrome.html' title='Post-Celebration-Syndrome.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-4702458852119285660</id><published>2012-01-07T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:14:48.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>私の願い</title><content type='html'>これは私の赤い糸の年です　おたんじょびおめでとございます&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-4702458852119285660?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/4702458852119285660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/4702458852119285660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/4702458852119285660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='私の願い'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-2478513133228939571</id><published>2012-01-07T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T05:07:24.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when September ends.</title><content type='html'>Now I really wish I&amp;#39;ll wake up when September ends rather than waking up at ungodly hour and thinking bout shit to come.. Prffff....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-2478513133228939571?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/2478513133228939571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2478513133228939571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2478513133228939571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake me up when September ends.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-3153916684978454469</id><published>2012-01-02T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:57:57.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing.. Yes! Nothing..</title><content type='html'>Really, it&amp;#39;s nothing. Nothing just yet. But, I can vision a lot of things in line.&lt;p&gt;But the thing about vision, can you confirm it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-3153916684978454469?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/3153916684978454469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/nothing-yes-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3153916684978454469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3153916684978454469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/nothing-yes-nothing.html' title='Nothing.. Yes! Nothing..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-5051781971810141618</id><published>2012-01-01T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:53:20.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A series of Fortunate events... continues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d2f3d4dfdca384a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d2f3d4dfdca384a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D183477911B742BF52D96F1E643D2CCBE16E2C8C0.68DF3D50383BCB04E4597D6AE6E54D5DAEAD7B08%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d2f3d4dfdca384a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvCmJLzPwO-YYH4-jzI9W9wGl8yQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d2f3d4dfdca384a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D183477911B742BF52D96F1E643D2CCBE16E2C8C0.68DF3D50383BCB04E4597D6AE6E54D5DAEAD7B08%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d2f3d4dfdca384a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvCmJLzPwO-YYH4-jzI9W9wGl8yQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, pretty much after you left, I was quite lost, not sure what's better to do when the time previously spent with you became empty slot. Then I decided to start writing again, and that reminds me of my domain name &lt;u&gt;freddiezs.com&lt;/u&gt;. Previously I accidentally left it expired, and it cost me $700 to get it back, and so I decided to forget about it until recent timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing much a surprise up here I guess, more like showing you this blog and my feelings for the past few months. I've been reading a lot of bible, especially studying on the book of Proverbs, some says the book of wisdom because it was a collection of&amp;nbsp;Solomon&amp;nbsp;(the man God granted wisdom). While writing this I am listening to Mat Kearney's Album - Young Love - love the album!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what? My sister got me a flight to Australia (my graduation gift) on May 23 (Night depart) - 31 (Morning depart), it may sound Nice, but it also sound expensive to me. I'm not&amp;nbsp;wealthy, I've enough, so it's 50 - 50.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember&amp;nbsp;February&amp;nbsp;babies are quite rich in thinking (another word for fantasy, but I rather call it inspirational thoughts), trust me when I said I actually ask around for information on flight to Montreal. I have a friend in travel agency firm, and I almost OD my financial report. Pretty much I wanted to fly over, but I guess the consequences are very high risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And when ever I have this kind of inspirational thoughts, I will ask my self one question, 'Who am I?'. I know where is this leading to, but until it reaches the period, I'm drawing a&amp;nbsp;boundary, a fine line, where I will declare the same, 'When you come back, I will do it all over again', and I will win it this time. Therefore I am working hard to chase my dream, my music, and my career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Actually I do have a surprise for you. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg_3PDkHStY/Tv_jc5u7U4I/AAAAAAAABms/Hzlw69nz7Js/s1600/Snapshot_20120101_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg_3PDkHStY/Tv_jc5u7U4I/AAAAAAAABms/Hzlw69nz7Js/s320/Snapshot_20120101_2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://fruitsandcolors.freddiezs.com/"&gt;fruitsandcolors.freddiezs.com&lt;/a&gt;. see ya there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*the cardboard wrong spelling la.. ops.. hhehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-5051781971810141618?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/5051781971810141618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/series-of-fortunately-events-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/5051781971810141618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/5051781971810141618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2012/01/series-of-fortunately-events-continues.html' title='A series of Fortunate events... continues..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg_3PDkHStY/Tv_jc5u7U4I/AAAAAAAABms/Hzlw69nz7Js/s72-c/Snapshot_20120101_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-1095879238669339787</id><published>2011-12-28T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:05:57.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop believing</title><content type='html'>We do not lose&lt;br&gt;heart. —2 Corinthians 4:16&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a bit early, but, I&amp;#39;ve found the theme for my new year resolution.&lt;p&gt;I foresee 2012 is a life changing year for me. Therefore I shall not lose faith. The harder the world wants me to suffer, the more I will gain from the riches in God!&lt;p&gt;2 months from now is our birthday. I know just what I should be preparing. It&amp;#39;s call, &amp;#39;Awesome&amp;#39;! Hehehehe.. X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-1095879238669339787?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/1095879238669339787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/dont-stop-believing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1095879238669339787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1095879238669339787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Don&apos;t stop believing'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-256613146854071634</id><published>2011-12-27T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T02:33:53.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing day.</title><content type='html'>Why do people named the day after Christmas Boxing day? I don&amp;#39;t really know what it does too. In simple conclusion, I got to know that Boxing is the day that you sent back your received gift in exchange of something more useful/ wanted by you.&lt;p&gt;Talk to the Starbucks girl before the movie, she remembered my name as I was their regular. She asked how was my Christmas. I told her, in fact, this was my best Christmas ever. Why? Because I found what God has promised me years ago. And something tells me thta I should treasure it and work hard in persude of it.&lt;p&gt;This gift will never be replacable; This gift will never vanish; This is the best gift ever. I will extend all measure in order to archieve it, and I will work hard in life to contain it.&lt;p&gt;~&lt;br&gt;Sooner or later, I swear, &lt;br&gt;we&amp;#39;ll make it there, sooner than later.&lt;br&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-256613146854071634?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/256613146854071634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/boxing-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/256613146854071634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/256613146854071634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/boxing-day.html' title='Boxing day.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-7300170065926970737</id><published>2011-12-26T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:56:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck..</title><content type='html'>How can one simple thought like this troubled me so much.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really am stuck now.. need to take tomorrow off.. @.@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-7300170065926970737?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/7300170065926970737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/7300170065926970737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/7300170065926970737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/stuck.html' title='Stuck..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-1190227946619506423</id><published>2011-12-06T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:52:55.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>1 John 4:7-21&lt;br /&gt;18 There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with &lt;br /&gt;punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. 19 We love because he first loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4 teaches us about God's love, because God first loved us, through this love, we learn to love one another. We can have Agape love for our brothers and sisters, doesn't matter if they know God or not, we loved them because God's love is unconditional. Therefore, when we learn to love one another, we learn to love in romance. And this love is first portrait through Adam and Eve. They love each other because God created Adam, and through Adam's flesh created Eve. They are one, therefore they loved only each other because this love is granted by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God made you, he must have been thinking about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-1190227946619506423?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/1190227946619506423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1190227946619506423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1190227946619506423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-5040172555401376375</id><published>2011-12-04T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:19:52.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful day</title><content type='html'>Today we had our first video call.&lt;p&gt;She looks beautiful and pretty as she always is.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m thankful for the refreshing of our memory, and I&amp;#39;m all restored for the week ahead.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m now well embraved for what&amp;#39;s about to come! Let&amp;#39;s keep running and finish the race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-5040172555401376375?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/5040172555401376375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/5040172555401376375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/5040172555401376375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful day'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8965605545980444121</id><published>2011-11-30T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:33:13.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you ever come back now</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve been spending lesser time in thinking. I have to admit to my own decision, and I made my self suffer for the unnecessary.&lt;p&gt;Things has been back to pretty much normal, and I&amp;#39;ve only been listening to &amp;#39;The Script&amp;#39;. Quite emo though their songs. Mostly all break up songs. The guy suffer after that. But I&amp;#39;m taking it to stabilise my emotion.&lt;p&gt;~There&amp;#39;ll be light in the hall and the key under the mat if you ever come back~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8965605545980444121?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8965605545980444121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/if-you-ever-come-back-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8965605545980444121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8965605545980444121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/if-you-ever-come-back-now.html' title='If you ever come back now'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8928920825716144176</id><published>2011-11-23T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T05:47:16.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wExPL3uQ4xQ/TswYZQmqhUI/AAAAAAAABmU/3X_AjLkqLzk/s1600/dsc_0037-736237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wExPL3uQ4xQ/TswYZQmqhUI/AAAAAAAABmU/3X_AjLkqLzk/s320/dsc_0037-736237.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677940052440286530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;My job environment is in bad shape.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;My job scope is crazy.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;People around me changed. From bad to worse. Minority, from bad to better.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I started seeing things, thus I started learning a lot of thing.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I miss all the thing we did together.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I miss all the thing I did for you.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I miss all the song I played for you. I miss you being my first and only audience and fan.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I miss your voices.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I miss you.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I wouldn&amp;#39;t break.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I have the God almighty.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I stayed strong and neutral.&lt;p&gt;At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I, grow mature.&lt;p&gt;and, At this point of time;&lt;br&gt;I ask for wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8928920825716144176?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8928920825716144176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8928920825716144176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8928920825716144176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/break.html' title='Break;'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wExPL3uQ4xQ/TswYZQmqhUI/AAAAAAAABmU/3X_AjLkqLzk/s72-c/dsc_0037-736237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8494641017912228617</id><published>2011-11-13T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:59:13.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subset Number One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2-Yw4c0iKE/Tr8-M3wi0RI/AAAAAAAABmI/qCtVcwo4e78/s1600/subset1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2-Yw4c0iKE/Tr8-M3wi0RI/AAAAAAAABmI/qCtVcwo4e78/s320/subset1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mathematics&amp;nbsp;Quiz 1:&lt;br /&gt;Part of circle "C" and circle "M" share some same Subset, and it's "X".&lt;br /&gt;If distance C and M = 9071Miles, what is X?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Work-area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;C -&amp;gt; M = 9071Miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;X = ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)&amp;nbsp;Aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;b) Electricity&lt;br /&gt;c) Internet&lt;br /&gt;d) Music&lt;br /&gt;e) Time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8494641017912228617?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8494641017912228617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/subset-number-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8494641017912228617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8494641017912228617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/subset-number-one.html' title='Subset Number One'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2-Yw4c0iKE/Tr8-M3wi0RI/AAAAAAAABmI/qCtVcwo4e78/s72-c/subset1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-1237151020036340710</id><published>2011-11-12T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:09:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was only just a dream?</title><content type='html'>It's has been long since I last dreamt. And it was my 2nd dream about you. &lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't remember a thing from the first one, its content is just so so...&lt;br /&gt;Just had the second one, and it frightened me. It was you, with presumably your "bf", and another dude, not sure who (not important in this case). It was so vivid, till I can hear the conversation. Seeing you so close with "him", I was holding back my tears. We talk about work but it was a cover up. Then you were seen sitting on "his" lap. The food was served, and the useless conversation continues. You were still sticking to "him" while consuming the food. My heart really breaks. It was bad. It hurts. And it's still hurt after I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Not a good day after 11/11/11. Sadess thing is life still goes on in our individual world. Subset yet to took place. Still need to wake up and bathe, then go continue my work. It gonna end soon. It gonna end soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-1237151020036340710?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/1237151020036340710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/it-was-only-just-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1237151020036340710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/1237151020036340710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/it-was-only-just-dream.html' title='It was only just a dream?'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-4797791600768523175</id><published>2011-11-05T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T21:55:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only just a Dream</title><content type='html'>Apparently it wasn&amp;#39;t!&lt;p&gt;I found my dream again in you! Freddiezs label reborn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-4797791600768523175?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/4797791600768523175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/only-just-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/4797791600768523175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/4797791600768523175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/only-just-dream.html' title='Only just a Dream'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8954105190708592067</id><published>2011-11-04T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:58:46.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of Me</title><content type='html'>When I see someone is &lt;b&gt;Peach&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;colour top, I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;When I eat&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Ice-cream&lt;/b&gt;, I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;When I go to &lt;b&gt;Places&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;we went, I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;When I play my &lt;b&gt;Guitar&lt;/b&gt;, I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I attend always has &lt;b&gt;Peach&lt;/b&gt; colour top selling,&lt;br /&gt;I make sure my fridge always stock up &lt;b&gt;Ice-cream&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;All I ever go is those &lt;b&gt;Places&lt;/b&gt; we went frequently,&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;b&gt;Guitar&lt;/b&gt; is always next to my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8954105190708592067?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8954105190708592067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/think-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8954105190708592067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8954105190708592067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/think-of-me.html' title='Think of Me'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-3674810530536426537</id><published>2011-11-03T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:57:41.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian</title><content type='html'>Th scripture says: Guard a women heart.&lt;p&gt;It also says: Guard your tongue, for it to not say foolish things.&lt;p&gt;If you made a mistake, just rectify it. If a problem can be solve, then it&amp;#39;s not a problem anymore.&lt;p&gt;Learn only the good, but discard the foolishness.&lt;p&gt;Life leason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-3674810530536426537?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/3674810530536426537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/guardian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3674810530536426537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3674810530536426537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/guardian.html' title='Guardian'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-2387526055442245410</id><published>2011-11-01T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:28:24.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time after time</title><content type='html'>Many a time I wish to &amp;#39;LIKE&amp;#39; your FB Status and wish to &amp;#39;COMMENT&amp;#39; on your posting. But I just can&amp;#39;t. I studied IT, and I practice not to leave much traces on the Internet.&lt;p&gt;But I like it when you &amp;#39;LIKE&amp;#39; my status, and &amp;#39;COMMENT&amp;#39; on my posting. It makes me feel like you really appreciate me.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve posted more than I usual practices since you left. Because I want you to know I really care about you and I want to hear from you.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you fall, I will catch, and I will find you, time after time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-2387526055442245410?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/2387526055442245410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/time-after-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2387526055442245410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2387526055442245410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/11/time-after-time.html' title='Time after time'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-6510092846451932480</id><published>2011-10-29T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T12:32:29.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the day..</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday had a late dinner with Debbie, it was time for her supper.&lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;re sharing about updates.&lt;p&gt;She said, &amp;#39;of all, she fits into the pictures more.&amp;#39;. I agree!&lt;p&gt;Since started working, I&amp;#39;ve been in constant attack. I might break down, but I know I have the strength to go on.&lt;p&gt;Today is Daniel and Yian Yan&amp;#39;s wedding. Every wedding brings hope. Every wedding mark a journey. Every wedding is significant!&lt;p&gt;We love because He first loved us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-6510092846451932480?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/6510092846451932480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/this-is-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6510092846451932480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6510092846451932480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/this-is-day.html' title='This is the day..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-3567277419515704663</id><published>2011-10-29T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T00:43:19.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们的故事</title><content type='html'>Today mark the date your flight took place 2 months ago.&lt;p&gt;Yesterday mark the date we last seen each other.&lt;p&gt;I still remember you were all messy as usual to do last minute packing. Your mom and sister were also there doing the dance with you. I was in the living room playing with your nephew, and he&amp;#39;s a smart and cute little boy.&lt;p&gt;Your dad is at he&amp;#39;s usual chair for news. I tried to make topic but it seems hard. I understand.&lt;p&gt;You came and started clearing your laptop bag, as usual it&amp;#39;s a mess. Treasure hunting with you in the bag was quite fun, I have to admit.&lt;p&gt;Your nephew came with another phone, sitting on my lap showing me how to play the mining game. Oh he&amp;#39;s a smart dude, and a lot of girl will be dead in the future.&lt;p&gt;You came with your netbook, showing me the trend, we agree and disagree, you did your usual &amp;quot;marketing&amp;quot;, and I&amp;#39;m so admire by that.&lt;p&gt;When everything settled, everyone is in the living room, I did a mistake that almost cause your nephew to cry. Sorry it&amp;#39;s a misunderstanding.&lt;p&gt;Hearing the conversion between you and your mom, and your sis, on the decision the next day, make me feel so happy. Because the way you all take care of your father, I love to see it in me in the future.&lt;p&gt;A girl that loves her family so much, taking so much burden upon her shoulder, still stay strong. How can I not fall in love?&lt;p&gt;2 months of knowing you, feels like 2 years; 2 months of missing you, feels like forever.&lt;p&gt;But God is good. He&amp;#39;s love endure forever. In Him I find strength. In Him I prayed that he will watch over you day and night. In Him, I always believe He&amp;#39;s faithfulness never fails.&lt;p&gt;在你左右还有多久&lt;br&gt;十点半的飞机它在等候&lt;br&gt;每一分每一秒都珍重&lt;p&gt;我们的故事。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-3567277419515704663?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/3567277419515704663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3567277419515704663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3567277419515704663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='我们的故事'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-5663367957183186453</id><published>2011-10-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:33:22.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Kiss.. Or was it just A Kiss?</title><content type='html'>Almost two months since the last we saw each other. And i just got back up on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Now (I mean last night, I drafted this) I'm blogging at my new favorite Japanese restaurant, Kenpachi, and it's very near my house, and my work place.&lt;br /&gt;Boss and colleague ask me the million dollar question, "what do you wanna focus on next release?". At first I thought why should borther, anywhere I'm in I will still be able to learn, but, after thinking deep, I know just what I want. Will wait to talk to my career counselor and make the final decision on coming Monday.&lt;br /&gt;The more I wanna stand back up, the harder I fell down. But God slap me real hard. In the mist I also learn to look back and learn, look back and do it for remembrance. That's why we should go church every sunday, do it in the remembrance of Him, eventhough you go there and play angry bird, but at least you make a decision to go, and spend the tiny bit of time you never spent on weekday..&lt;br /&gt;The song keep playing in the radio, it is also my highest hit on my ipod shuffle. Nokia came out N9, I will consider if my claim were to be rejected.&lt;br /&gt;What am I kidding?&lt;br /&gt;I never open up to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;so hard to hold back,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm holding you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;we don't need to rush this,&lt;br /&gt;let's just take it slow.&lt;br /&gt;My friends think I'm moving on,&lt;br /&gt;but the truth is I'm not that strong,&lt;br /&gt;no body knows it but me.&lt;br /&gt;I've kept all the word you'd said,&lt;br /&gt;in the box underneath my bed,&lt;br /&gt;no body knows it but me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-5663367957183186453?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/5663367957183186453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/just-kiss-or-was-it-just-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/5663367957183186453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/5663367957183186453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/12/just-kiss-or-was-it-just-kiss.html' title='Just A Kiss.. Or was it just A Kiss?'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-3845869667798976940</id><published>2011-10-26T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T01:27:50.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past and Now.</title><content type='html'>Past: nothing was real,&lt;br&gt;Now: except you.&lt;p&gt;Past: always like being alone,&lt;br&gt;Now: with you.&lt;p&gt;Past: like to dream,&lt;br&gt;Now: about you.&lt;p&gt;Past: planning of a future,&lt;br&gt;Now: not without you.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s interesting and fun to play around with imagination and situation when reading the &amp;quot;conversation&amp;quot; about! I&amp;#39;ve wrote something cool! Wow! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-3845869667798976940?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/3845869667798976940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/past-and-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3845869667798976940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3845869667798976940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/past-and-now.html' title='Past and Now.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-1797870567371871586</id><published>2011-10-23T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:56:17.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Christina Perri - A Thousand Years (Official Lyric Video)"&gt;Christina Perri - A Thousand Years (Official Lyric Video)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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This is the 3rd time I wrote this post. As usual, I have a lot of patient to burn.&lt;p&gt;Ok, back to the topic. Two is NOT always better than one.&lt;p&gt;In a relationship, YES, because you need two to have relationship. If it&amp;#39;s only one sided, it&amp;#39;s not a relationship and dude, move on.&lt;p&gt;If in making assumption, NO, it&amp;#39;s not cool because you will fall into infinate loop.&lt;p&gt;In a fairy tales, you can tell and tell and retell again, but at the end it&amp;#39;s a perfct ending. But, when the story being repeated, salt and species will be added. In fact, it was never the same when one repating it. Even if the story belongs to you, each tine you tend to lost a pieces, or you tend to accidentally added something into it.&lt;p&gt;Because this is my 3rd time writing this, I&amp;#39;ve already forgotten why I wanted to wrote on this topic.&lt;p&gt;All I&amp;#39;m saying is that. Girl, I don&amp;#39;t know what&amp;#39;s happening to you right now, and I wouldn&amp;#39;t make any assumption, because I trusted you. Same goes here, I&amp;#39;m not that kind of guy, I even wrote a song about it. Though my face tells a different story.&lt;p&gt;Do you believe in destiny? If you do, you will believe in things that happened or yet to happen is all planned. By who? Only you can find out yourself about it. i believe in a &amp;quot;Tread of Destiny&amp;quot;, I believe in my God. I believe he has been writing plan for me even before I was born.&lt;p&gt;When God made you, he must has been thinking about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-6078247000940256872?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/6078247000940256872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/two-is-better-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6078247000940256872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6078247000940256872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/two-is-better-one.html' title='Two is better  One.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-2387826870762888621</id><published>2011-10-15T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:59:45.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint.</title><content type='html'>The new life in Christ has begun— The past with its darkness is gone; Look closer to see what the Savior has done, For change is beginning to dawn. —Hess&lt;p&gt; A change in behavior begins with a change in the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-2387826870762888621?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/2387826870762888621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2387826870762888621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2387826870762888621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/saint.html' title='Saint.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-6233893150216440120</id><published>2011-10-13T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T22:25:17.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy?</title><content type='html'>When every one is making conversion in this birthday dinner. I was thinking about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-6233893150216440120?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/6233893150216440120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/fantasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6233893150216440120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6233893150216440120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/fantasy.html' title='Fantasy?'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-9154817340165738283</id><published>2011-10-10T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:53:17.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6022d3927371d172" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6022d3927371d172%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D808C79B1BDF8645F167758F43A702D87EA33A258.4FFA8A46DFC0D3CEFFA3817F70FD87D0FD28C3C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6022d3927371d172%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do1j2XM-G6lT0ed4bwmLwl74_RpY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6022d3927371d172%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D808C79B1BDF8645F167758F43A702D87EA33A258.4FFA8A46DFC0D3CEFFA3817F70FD87D0FD28C3C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6022d3927371d172%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do1j2XM-G6lT0ed4bwmLwl74_RpY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christ the solid rock I stand,&lt;br /&gt;All other ground is sinking sand,&lt;br /&gt;All other ground is sinking sand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-9154817340165738283?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/9154817340165738283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/9154817340165738283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/9154817340165738283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/rock.html' title='The Rock.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-2541326080588803862</id><published>2011-10-07T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:53:57.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/9yZ1uI5yPbY/0.jpg" height="266" style="clear: right; float: right;" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yZ1uI5yPbY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yZ1uI5yPbY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I just saw her FB post, on 30th of Sept, she shared 'The Script -Breakeven' video from YouTube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If from her point of view, she think I'm still alive, but she'sbarely breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Girl, I wish I could review this blog to you now. But the time hasyet to come. If you think that way, I'm telling you you are wrong. I am barelysurviving without you around too. Life here without you isn't great at all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I miss those time when I can buy you breakfast every day. Fetchingyou back and forth in those two months is the best time I ever had. Went allthe way out to town to fetch you, making sure you safely reach home, protectingyou from the simplest point of security.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Telling you that you are not chubby but pretty is part of mymorning routine. Tickle you on your tummy and chin was myonly&amp;nbsp;entertainment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You know I work hard; I also work hard the hard way, so I've gotno work life balance. Without you around, without the above all, it's just likeI've lost my life, I lost my only balance in life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You made me feel perfect, and when I feel perfect when you'rearound, it only mean one thing. It means you are the ONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I can't remember have I ever shared with you this story:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God created Adam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He saw Adam was lonely, and He feels sad and wanted something tomake Adam feel better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God saw he needed someone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He put Adam in deep rest, took a rib (flesh) out from Adam, andwith it He created Eve.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Together they are perfect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Adam was made perfect at first, but God took away one of his rib,that make Adam not perfect anymore. But God use the&amp;nbsp;imperfectness&amp;nbsp;ofAdam to create Eve.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, together they are made perfect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That's why one has to be united with his wife, the ONE, and onlyONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/KMihKmoYfe8/0.jpg" height="266" style="clear: left; float: left;" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMihKmoYfe8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMihKmoYfe8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In this story of ours.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God has long since before I was born has already planned, andprepared someone for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He took away my bones, and I believe He created You.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Together I feel Perfect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Together I feel Great.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Together, I know that You are the ONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I will never give this up for anything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I will not go astray.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I WILL wait.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-2541326080588803862?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/2541326080588803862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2541326080588803862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/2541326080588803862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8277704967804653257</id><published>2011-10-04T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:57:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall we talk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ5B4bYIJzI/TonsypWbJpI/AAAAAAAABl4/mrfjQsQkRzY/s1600/dsc_2-798593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659314761605260946" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ5B4bYIJzI/TonsypWbJpI/AAAAAAAABl4/mrfjQsQkRzY/s320/dsc_2-798593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If one day, 'Dino Shin Chan' attack the world, and you are still alone, who would be the person beside your parents and siblings, and what will be the last thing you want to say to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving just a shot in the dark that she might be the one you've been waiting for the whole life, what will you want to savage at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I started fetching her to work, we talked, we talk a lot about any everything. Our topic include racism, sex, movie, musical, music, instrument, like, dislike, small gossip, here and there, then and now, ipoh, school, special occasion, person we love, my niece, her nephew, my car, her feelings, my craziness, her chubby face, RT for breakfast, more food, fish and chips, hageen dazs, nice outfits and dress, color, guitar, piano, songs, phantom of the opera, economics, freakonomics, share market, technology, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember and trying not to forget things we've spoken. I remembered I 'd told her I'm good at technology and bad at keeping in touch with people. But my assurance followed, I assured that I'll make the efford. On the day I fetch her from her house back to KL, her mother told me, 'do keep in touch with my daughter k!'. And we make the promise on her farewell. It will be another post on her farewell another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, we spoke about priority, mine is my career, hers is her study. If we understand each other well, I think we're doing just fine as of now. It's getting lesser, but I know she's safe under God's care, and I know what I should be doing. Again I question my self, 'who am I to say?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept the things she gave me closely and I kept her piece of paper close to my work desk, which written in it is, '加油！哈哈！;)', that the biggest encouragement I need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am made strong in Him, when trial and temptation came, I got a sword in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing her soon, I'm making plan, but before it will take place, let's keep thing the simple way as we've spoken before. Let's make Christmas special first before our birthday come. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8277704967804653257?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8277704967804653257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/shall-we-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8277704967804653257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8277704967804653257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/shall-we-talk.html' title='Shall we talk..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ5B4bYIJzI/TonsypWbJpI/AAAAAAAABl4/mrfjQsQkRzY/s72-c/dsc_2-798593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-6495158681276714810</id><published>2011-10-01T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T16:31:23.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Me Now, I wrote you a beautiful song. Pt2..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCrcah54lis/TobP3Yp2ESI/AAAAAAAABlw/eIgoAzOYeUI/s1600/01102011024-783878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCrcah54lis/TobP3Yp2ESI/AAAAAAAABlw/eIgoAzOYeUI/s320/01102011024-783878.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658438532255322402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The saying was, &amp;#39;What doesn&amp;#39;t kill you, doesn&amp;#39;t make you stronger.&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever went into a shop, buy some new shirt and walk out wearing it? I love &amp;#39;Hang ten&amp;#39;, their polo-t are always my kind of style. And I got myself a blue with a horse logo and a red with a footprint. Love it both!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;The situation now is, either I got killed, or I kill that bitch. Bring it on you SOB!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Caramel Machiato, maybe because it has been long since I last had it, it taste funny, and not as expected. Oh well.. Wheeee, caramel!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Got my Grant Aunt daisies for her 80 birthday tomorrow. It&amp;#39;s beautiful, orange in contrast. Do you remember the one I got for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-6495158681276714810?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/6495158681276714810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/kill-me-now-i-wrote-you-beautiful-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6495158681276714810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6495158681276714810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/10/kill-me-now-i-wrote-you-beautiful-song.html' title='Kill Me Now, I wrote you a beautiful song. Pt2..'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCrcah54lis/TobP3Yp2ESI/AAAAAAAABlw/eIgoAzOYeUI/s72-c/01102011024-783878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-6447152311764004321</id><published>2011-10-01T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T02:17:45.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Me Now, I wrote you a beautiful song.</title><content type='html'>The other day my 2 bosses having conversation, while I was there sitting between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1: So, who is doing pre-testing?&lt;br /&gt;B2: Leh, he can do right. (head&amp;nbsp;nodded&amp;nbsp;on me)&lt;br /&gt;B1: Him? If he take on it lagi will kill him.&lt;br /&gt;B2: Killing him is doing him a favor know!&lt;br /&gt;B1: True also..&lt;br /&gt;Both: hahahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... ... (kua kua kua...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this story, I found a singer, interesting singer, name is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold; height: 1.1363em; line-height: 1.1363em; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-height: 1.1363em; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="&amp;quot;Kill Me Now&amp;quot; by Delaney Gibson (Handmade Lyric Video)"&gt;Delaney Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 0.9166em; letter-spacing: -0.5px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="&amp;quot;Kill Me Now&amp;quot; by Delaney Gibson (Handmade Lyric Video)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She wrote a song entitle 'I deserve love', interesting singer because I think I can relates her to myself, from a singer wanna-be till a singer for real. I think I won't go into this industry, but I would still like to own a label, and I want a mini concert of my very own. hehehe.. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can find time to write new song too.. now where is my sound card???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-6447152311764004321?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/6447152311764004321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/kill-me-now-i-wrote-you-beautiful-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6447152311764004321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/6447152311764004321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/kill-me-now-i-wrote-you-beautiful-song.html' title='Kill Me Now, I wrote you a beautiful song.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-3287650711853581257</id><published>2011-09-29T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:09:10.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normally I try to run, then I might even wanna hide.</title><content type='html'>Adidas king of the road, short for &amp;#39;KOTR&amp;#39;, gonna kick in this weekend. But unfortunately I have to go back Ipoh. Great grand aunt 80 years old birthday, how can I miss it?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I came to Sunway Pyramid to collect the race kit, then my boss also ask me to collect, then I ended up having 3 bags with me now.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Without realising it, I headed to sushi for dinner, and I&amp;#39;d already got my next destination.. Haagen dazs!! Muahahaha.. I taught her how to eat sashimi with wasabi k! But seriously, raw stuff must go with wasabi cuz&amp;#39; it&amp;#39;s healthier and cleaner this way!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s not me don&amp;#39;t wan to move on, but I really like her. God works perfectly, he hardened my heart and I believe I will see some breakthrough soon in my career. Not to make myself over confident, but this is all I&amp;#39;ve got since young.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s a lot I wanted to write, like how my colleague don&amp;#39;t like me, how they think I&amp;#39;m a threat, but come on! IT either you fight or you flight. Sometime you have to be a little anti social, to fought a place for your self. Assuming my assumption above is correct.. =p&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s it for now. Living for the future; looking forward to the future. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-3287650711853581257?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/3287650711853581257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/normally-i-try-to-run-then-i-might-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3287650711853581257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/3287650711853581257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/normally-i-try-to-run-then-i-might-even.html' title='Normally I try to run, then I might even wanna hide.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8341297285299456618</id><published>2011-09-28T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T02:28:03.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Kiss Goognight.</title><content type='html'>Looking at my Jay Chou collection, for no reason it reminds me of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I remembered I had a dream on monday morning. I dreamt that.. Damn. What was it again? I only remember I saw her, and this is the first time I actually dreamt of her. And it kept me thinking about the theory presented in the movie 'Inception'. The sence in the dream is very vivd, it was a slow motion kinda thing, what's the content? Oh gosh.. I remembered she turn her face to look at me. It was beautiful. I woke up. I almost forgot, then I force myself to remember, and now I've forgotten it. If 'Inception' theory is right, I wish the dream will take place longer, for 1 min in this world, equal to 10 minute in the dream. I wish I dream the dream tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I prayed, and I ask God to harden my heart, and God granted me wisdom too. This morning go work cheerfully thinking that finally I can pass down one portion of my work to someone, and that someone didn't show up at work and no news from him at all. Damn, humans are human; people are people; sometime it's hard to breathe. But Gos's creation is unique, you can never tell about one person completely, so, why bother judging? Let God himself do His work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first C, but I have a feeling that I will brought myself a fraud soon, because I'm very, very caution. My intuition tells me that the way my gym consultant look at the back of my card is suspicious. I don't like it, and this is the first mistake I'd made, will have some precautious action soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain is drain now, will need to regenerate its battery soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum - Just A Kiss, my favorite of the week. Continue counting on my weekly favorite chart. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add-on: on 1/10/2011&lt;br /&gt;Lady antebellum; Just a Kiss. We heard this song together first time when we're heading back to Ipoh on the 19 of Aug. I said, 'No moonlight la', she reply, 'ya loh..', 'but you're still kissing me', 'hah?', 'indirectly, cuz' you are drinking from my Caramel Machiato.. hehhehe', 'oh.. heheheh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i forget this!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I Love&amp;nbsp;Caramel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8341297285299456618?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8341297285299456618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/just-kiss-goognight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8341297285299456618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8341297285299456618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/just-kiss-goognight.html' title='Just a Kiss Goognight.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-8975451175811944123</id><published>2011-09-25T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:04:58.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the First Time</title><content type='html'>Since this is a trial for email blogging, so I've decided to write about the time when we first met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started somewhere around the second or third week of june, seriously I don't remember the exact because when everyone was "hoo-haa-ing" the new girl that came into the department next door, I was so freaking busy with my work. God tell me why I'm so busy, and I just don't really have extra to be bother about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the gossip came, she's from the same hometown as mine, I was still, 'oh, is it? Cool! Haha', life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;One of the day, for donno what reason, she joined up my colleague and I for lunch, 4 person went lunch, we had meatball noodle. That is when we first introduce ourself and saying, 'wow, same hometown, cool, what school, oh that, cool', and I was still busy with my work, and I don't like to ask a lot of question. I talk a lot but I limit my self to question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I remembered, I paid for her meal and said 'welcome to XXXXXX (company name)'. Then my other two colleague was like 'hey, wth, never see you pay for us also!', I replied 'dude you earning in full k, and not say you same hometown as me also', then on I believe a lot of talks among other people after we're back to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, is how we met. Maybe I should title this post to "How I met your mother", hahaha, just kidding. No idea whose my kids mother yet. Or will I have kids? Emmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-8975451175811944123?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/8975451175811944123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/fw-for-first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8975451175811944123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/8975451175811944123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/fw-for-first-time.html' title='For the First Time'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837282540230128434.post-7676178233956446301</id><published>2011-09-25T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:35:49.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All over again.</title><content type='html'>After being absent in blogging for so long, I have the sudden urge to start blogging again. You might ask, what's the reason. You might not even interested and planning to hit the close button by now. I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reason was simple. I met a girl; we share very significant connection; we had fun together during summer; summer is over; now she left to continue her study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wish to do is keep those memory here in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to actually being in love is already very significant, I will strip down my ego and do whatever it takes to retain it. God is at works, and I trust in His faithfulness, and in return, I put my faith on Him. Do you trust in Destiny? Do you trust in fate? I trust in His plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back to freddiezs.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837282540230128434-7676178233956446301?l=blog.freddiezs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/feeds/7676178233956446301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/after-being-absent-in-blogging-for-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/7676178233956446301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837282540230128434/posts/default/7676178233956446301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.freddiezs.com/2011/09/after-being-absent-in-blogging-for-so.html' title='All over again.'/><author><name>Freddiezs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15361514411572767843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XIvK94MmBjQ/SBDaUfgY7XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FJw9ykdBmQ4/S220/IMG_5151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
