<?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-5614590054010280413</id><updated>2012-01-20T11:13:48.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2PieR's World</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to 2Pier's World, a Blog that post about almost anything that comes into the Blogger's mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-3066345989709533496</id><published>2011-12-07T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:19:35.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories, God Damned Memories.</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile eversince I've stopped blogging, but because I am always occupied by things like, Assignments, Studies, Stuff, and Games, most probably it's Games.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know I've been repeating the same topic and title for millions or even trillions times, but I just never grew bored of it, everytime I've heard, seen, or smell things that are nostalgic, it'll remind me back my past. Make it Miserable School Life back in Primary School and Middle School, Boring High School or even Awesome University Life back in HELP, though Life in UCTI now is quite happy and I shouldn't look back into the past, but this isn't a simple thing to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Alot things in UCTI had happened and make me realized how much I miss the life having Roommates in 4-11 room, though things don't really work out that much now between my Roommate and his Girlfriend, but still, I would wish that one day that both of them would get back together and I would like to hang out again with them. I misses the time I played HoN with them, though we lose alot of games back then, but it was fun having a girl to play with us and she'll get mad if we order her around and my roommate will go and comfort her. All those funny things that happened in such a tiny, yet memorable room.&lt;br /&gt;But I should've know it myself that such day would come and the past will never repeat themselves anymore, I do regret it alot because I did not enjoy every single bit of my life back then in HELP. In fact, I actually did feel very sad the moment I'll have to leave the room because I am not a HELP student anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish everything would go back to the days, but it would never happen again. Better look forward instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-3066345989709533496?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/3066345989709533496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=3066345989709533496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3066345989709533496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3066345989709533496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/12/memories-god-damned-memories.html' title='Memories, God Damned Memories.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-49329386499774458</id><published>2011-08-25T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:13:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overanalyze.</title><content type='html'>Been listening alot to "Avril Lavgine - Keep Holding On", and also the cover of her song made by Glee. I don't know why but nowadays I realized that I've really needed to keep holding on in my life. Everything in my life seems to be falling apart, and if I don't keep holding onto it, I am pretty sure that it will fall apart afterward and I will not like a single bit of it. The reason why I am saying this will be mentioned in my Diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've always thought that I shouldn't be considering so many people as my "Best Friends" because I am that kind of person that will never wanted to face the truth of people telling me into their face that I am nothing but just a usual friend to them. But sometimes the feeling cannot be avoided because I do have a few friends whom, does gives me that feeling that they are the friend material that I will always try to stick more onto them compare to those that I didn't. Despite the fact that there are people who gives me the feeling that they are friend material, there are also friends that will gives me the feeling that they will later, betray or will do something that I am not satisfied with feeling, which I will always avoid them no matter what. Anyway, the worst thing is that when I got friends that one is a friend whom I thought to have Friend Material, while another gives me the feeling that I'll get Betrayed sooner or later. That's the reason why I've always avoided this two friends, because for me, I'll rather not to stay with a friend that gives me the betraying feeling, than keeping myself in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I should've feel lonely and stuff because I've left them, I've found myself a group of new friends, okay, actually not new, I suddenly wanted to join them because I found out that they all gives me the feeling of Friend Material. And it's very true, because I myself consider both of them to be the only two Best Friends I had in APIIT/UCTI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-49329386499774458?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/49329386499774458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=49329386499774458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/49329386499774458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/49329386499774458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/08/overanalyze.html' title='Overanalyze.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-6282532355953834897</id><published>2011-08-19T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:18:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Five Years.</title><content type='html'>Everyday when I wake up, I'll always ask myself, what do I see myself in Five years starting today. As always, the answer is never changed, being a Musician. Despite the fact that I didn't practice much on my Drumming or Guitar, which I suck at, it's my dream that I wanted to be a Full Time Musician, from playing Gags whenever I am available to the extend of having my own Band and become famous like Avenged Sevenfold or at least Maroon 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But problem is that, I don't think that this is what I am really is when I look into 5 years for now, I think I'll just be a simple programmer working in either a small company or a really big ones and a guy that simple go to work everyday and pay for my bills. But despite the truth had come slapping down into my face when I think of this, I've always wanted a Drumset myself and at least Jam with my friends to experiences the fun of being in a Band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem now is, I don't think getting a Drumset would be somewhere near this year because I couldn't save up any money since 87% of my allowances is used on Petrol, Tolls and lastly, to pay for my Drumming Fees. I've only left with 13% for my personal uses, I don't think I could really save up that way. Moreover, my parents did promised to get me one before August, but since they've already got my a house and as a son, I've already know that they're using expenses more than profit, I don't think I should remind them that I needed a Drumset myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I've been thinking this for a while, should I or should I not drop learning Drumming because I'll get more money to spend and I get to save up some money myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-6282532355953834897?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/6282532355953834897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=6282532355953834897' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6282532355953834897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6282532355953834897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-five-years.html' title='In Five Years.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-5382519830182735416</id><published>2011-06-24T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T11:29:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for getting my Nerves on.</title><content type='html'>Alot of things has been happening ever since this semester happens, got closer with my friends in UCTI, at least it's way better compare previous semester. Moreover, it's damn great because the last semester is over, at least it went in a way where I got pass for most of my subjects. When I say most, means there are some interferences for my Result, in which, previous semester, there is this ONE particular fella DID NOT hand in the assignment in time, causing my group and I to have to get the EC form and gone through all these trouble and till now I got no idea whether if I have to Re-Do that stupid assignment or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main point of this post is that, I can't stand that fella at all. I mean, I tried really hard not to talk to him and to avoid him, yet he still comes and keep telling me stuff that I am not interested into, which is whether I get Marginal Fail for the Subject or a Pass or a Fail for the subject, skip those Explanation and tell me whether I'll have to redo or not. And, have I not been obvious enough where I am trying to show you that I DON'T WANT to talk to you at all? Please next time when you come to me, just summarize everything and tell me the result, not whether I'll get this or not or what the admin staff tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, whenever this fella gets into the class and sits in the same row or somewhere near me or when there is breaks and he gets into the class I am having my breaks with my friends, I feel like asking him to go away, or I wanted to go away. But if I do so, my friends would think that I am like a kid who couldn't forgive others, or my friends might hate me for that because they didn't really know what's going on. In addition, I don't mind if others giving me opinions on what I should do and what I shouldn't, but I DO MIND if that fella gives me such opinion. Moreover, I'll STOP TALKING/LAUGHING/SMILING/IDKWHATEVERHAPPYTHINGSYOUCANTHOUGHTOF whenever I saw him starting talking to my fwens that I am talking to or whenever he suddenly comes into the conversation. I am pretty sure I MADE IT DAMN OBVIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to conclude, DON'TTALKTOMEANYMOREIDON'TWANTTOREPLYNORIWANTEDTOTALKTOYOUANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I've already embarrassed myself when I even posted this, because this post is very Childish but I am pretty sure people will reads it and someday, you will as well. I won't say it right into your face to embarrass myself infront of others, while embarrassing myself here is okay because not much people reads it. I hope you will be able to read this one day and please, don't let it happens again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-5382519830182735416?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/5382519830182735416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=5382519830182735416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/5382519830182735416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/5382519830182735416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanks-for-getting-my-nerves-on.html' title='Thanks for getting my Nerves on.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-8212899851017394027</id><published>2011-06-14T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T08:40:56.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iceroom? Iceroom.</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've last updated. Been going to Iceroom for quite sometimes and apparently someone in plurk asked me to post about it. And here it is, a simple post about the almighty Iceroom. Anyway, being a non photography me, I only took one picture which is totally relevant, and bad quality as well. Since it's requested by Miss Crystal, I'll still post it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Iceroom that I've been is located in Kota Damansara. Been going to that place alot just to avoid paying another RM 1.60 toll and most importantly, there are tons of food to eat over that place, and yes, I've been eating alot nowadays, but what to do? Been starving myself since morning and I only get to eat at night, and that's just for one meal, so I'll just have to spend whatever I've saved and eat whatever I want at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, it's a dessert restaurant, where it's all about Desserts which is made of Ice? I don't really know what does it called, but it's damn freaking nice, tried a few of them, like Yam, Strawberry, Mango and DURIAN, damn I love Durian, and why is the word Durian is covered with red lines? O_O! In addition, they also put toppings on the Ice to make it taste even better, okay, maybe I like it because they put chocolate sprinkle onto the ice, which really makes me very TEMPTED to eat it, can you imagine? It's CHO-CO-LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrRktFLtY5Q/Tfar2UnaZwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GwD_uCXN118/s1600/13062011148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrRktFLtY5Q/Tfar2UnaZwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GwD_uCXN118/s320/13062011148.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know it's Dark, it's Ugly, it's Unbearable, It's I-Can't-See-Anything, It's OMGWHATTHEFUCKISTHIS, It's MAKINGMESICK, It's BADPOSITION, It's Unappealing, It's YOUSUCKATTAKINGPICTURES and Etc. Like I said earlier, I suck at taking picture, so just bear with it. Anyway, I can still see with my eyes, which I am short-sighted, so I am pretty sure you people who reads this can see this as well, especially those who are not short-sighted. Anyway, the picture is the Ice for Yam, which it is damn nice, or maybe it's just me because you can't imagine how much I love to eat Yam. O_O! Anyway, The dessert is damn nice, but not their food. Had tried their Wan Ton Mee, and the best part of the food is the plate they use to put the food on. Fried Chicken Rice, the best part is the Boneless Chicken, and lastly, Fried Rice, best part is the soup. Have you realized all of those that I mentioned has no relation to the food? Because the food there sucks, only dessert is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that their food sucks, their dessert really makes the worth going all the way from Bukit Jalil to Kota Damansara just to taste their dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on last note, took this image when my O.D.T? I don't remember what's the term for that. Anyway, it reaches a specific number that caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Noq-1DmkZ50/Tfat-RLc9EI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5_Jfb3pWlXs/s1600/21052011147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Noq-1DmkZ50/Tfat-RLc9EI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5_Jfb3pWlXs/s320/21052011147.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-8212899851017394027?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/8212899851017394027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=8212899851017394027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8212899851017394027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8212899851017394027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/06/iceroom-iceroom.html' title='Iceroom? Iceroom.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrRktFLtY5Q/Tfar2UnaZwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GwD_uCXN118/s72-c/13062011148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4126105147517491832</id><published>2011-05-24T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:06:22.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything that I do, is never good enough for you. Do my best dress to impress, wear my heart out on my chest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Have not been blogging for like months already, alright, it's because I am too obsessed with gaming in my whole holiday and going out and totally forgot that I actually has a blog. Anyway, the title has nothing to do with what I am going to write, it just sounds nice. It's by Forever the Sickest Kids, which the song name is What do you want from me, here is the video in Youtube,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sbCEcX0pzMg" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;But yeah, nowadays people don't really impressed by what I did, it's like, what the fuck do you want me to do? I've already done my best, put out all my effort, yet it's still not enough for you!? Bahh, let's move one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Alot of things had happened in my Holiday, it's not just great, it's awesome. Been going to CC alot with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Gandhi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, playing HoN with him is not just fun, but fucking fun. I mean, even if we lost, I wouldn't be pissed at him and stuff eventhough he is the one that made us lose, nor he'll mad at me when I choose "Ophelia". I've also been going out with &lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;CJ&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Shyuan Mey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for Karaoke in Red Box, in Midvalley. Yes, I hated Mid Valley, but I still go anyway, chances to go out with friends back from previous College aren't as easy when you all are studying in the same College, so I'll just go whenever I had the chance to. Anyway, Red Box was nice for their music selection, I mean, there are tons of selection for English Song, even those odd one that you though wouldn't be on the list DOES appear on the list, you probably would know which artist I am talking about. That place was overall okay IF you don't mind having little friends being all around you, they loved us alot, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; has to get them out of the room for a few times, yet more little friends came out and play with us. O_O! Anyway, also gone out with &lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Crystal&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Foong Vai&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Qianyun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as well, watched Pirates of the Caribbean, it was damn nice, maybe because of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Penélope Cruz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, okay, I must admit, Penelope's Spanish Slang really turns me on. On that outing, I also saw &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Nigel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with his sister, this world is really damn small. LOLX! Saw a Spongebob Shirt, so tempting to get, but too bad, belly was not being nice, the shirt is too short for me, else I would be wearing one by now. Guess it's time to eat less and on diet again. Lastly, I always been out to CC with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Chaur Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as well, although he will be busy playing with his game and I play mine, but while waiting for his game to patch, we actually played two rounds of Left for Dead 2, it was fun, but being an ass like myself, I would be busy accomplishing the goal rather than sticking with my teammates which often lead to our failure and he was yelling at me all the time. :/. But it was still fun, we should've play more next time. Overall, the Holiday was damn awesome, thanks to you guys that make my Holiday this fun, and because of this, you guys made me smile. :)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KagvExF-ijc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Lastly, heard this song on the radio, and it's damn nice, although it's kinda stupid because she kept repeating the same words over and over, but it's still nice for me though. It's by Colbie Caillat, damn she's hot. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E0oyglKjbFQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4126105147517491832?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4126105147517491832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4126105147517491832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4126105147517491832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4126105147517491832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/05/everything-that-i-do-is-never-good.html' title='Everything that I do, is never good enough for you. Do my best dress to impress, wear my heart out on my chest.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sbCEcX0pzMg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1499297824727887267</id><published>2011-03-17T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:00:12.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories That I Hope To Happen Again.</title><content type='html'>University Life sucks, it fucking suck to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where there are tons of Individual Assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I actually hand in the assignment to the Lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I won't find irresponsible Group Members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I won't actually hold grudge against my Group Members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I am not a Group Leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I get to choose my own timeslot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I don't have to worry about whether if the Group Member show up or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where Attendance plays 10% of my total Assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I actually have two funny Roommates that will always cheer me up when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I don't have to wear Formal Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the time where I don't need to get frustrated over Assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss alot of things. Life is Pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1499297824727887267?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1499297824727887267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1499297824727887267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1499297824727887267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1499297824727887267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/03/memories-that-i-hope-to-happen-again.html' title='Memories That I Hope To Happen Again.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7656256068409451922</id><published>2011-03-16T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:00:07.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble.</title><content type='html'>Anyway, for the PDT assignment thingy, it's not ended yet. At first he actually didn't hand in the assignment in time, which makes us have hand in the assignment along with an EC, which it has a very low chance of being approved by the Admin, and he has been telling me that he will be paying and re-doing the whole assignment if the EC form is not accepted. It's not the matter of whether we have to pay or not, or whether we have to re-do or not. It's the matter of principle, at first on Thursday, you told me that you will be going to University to attend the C Programming class, and you will be handing in the assignment for PDT as well, thus, I entrusted you with the assignment after I've done compiling it, doing the Conclusion, drawing the Gantt Chart, doing the Weekly Report, doing the Table of Content, doing the Referencing, and lastly, I even did the Group Part which is not assigned to me, but the groupmate does not know how to do and I am tired of explaining, thus I just take the job. But you sms me and told me that you couldn't hand in the Assignment because the Train has Malfunctioned for an hours? OMFG, what is this? You can't blame the train because the time you called me is around 6:20pm and the C Programming class is supposed to be at 2pm, which it simply means YOU DIDN'T PLAN TO GO TO THE CLASS AT ALL. If you don't plan to go to the University at all, please just tell me like the time when you've decided that you wouldn't be attending the class, which I could at least sacrifice my time and go back to University and wait for you to finish off your assignment, which I don't know why you spent so much time doing it. Seriously, why kept telling you that your part is hard to do while everyone else can do it? They didn't do interview and stuff, all they does is just find some General Term, evaluate it, and lastly, relate it back to the Company. We didn't asked to have a CLEAR EXPLAINATION of what the Company is doing, or what they're planning. I've already told you tons of time which I couldn't even remember how many time it is that, if you can't do, please just use the General Term and then Evaluate it and relate it back to University. It's either you're being DAMN stubborn or you're not listening to me. Yes, you can be STUBBORN however you want when it comes to Individual part, but this is Group Assignment, which means, your Stubbornness &lt;strike&gt;might&lt;/strike&gt; WILL FUCKING turns out to be our Failure. No point going all "Your Part is the easiest, that's why you should be done it faster, or you should do more work because your Part is easier.", I am pretty sure that the question is being determined based on the sources that we could obtain, which means when they give us a question, they've already calculated and do researched on making all those PARTS/QUESTIONS to be equally Hard/Easy. Which means, the difficulty of your Part is == to the difficulty of my part. The reason why I can do it this easily, simply because I didn't make it as complicated as you did, which is to really go and complaining about that it's hard to interview the company and stuff. Now, thanks to your Stubbornness, all of us are late for the assignment and we'll have to re-do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, not to missed out, a Few days ago I checked his assignment when he asked me to open it for him to read it up, I actually found out that One Individual Part is fucking missing, and I asked him why, he told me he don't know at first, then after that he told me maybe because his Computer Restarted and caused the problem, which I think it's totally impossible, because if it gets corrupted, supposingly there are some lines or paragraph will still be in the assignment, but no, none of the Paragraph is there or lines, the whole individual part is MISSING. Tell me what happened, (annoyed). Seriously, I tried to be good and not to control over my groupmates and kept asking them to finish it off earlier because I am not those type of person that actually support the idea of controlling, but this will be the fucking last time that I will do this. Next semester onwards, must do it the hard way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7656256068409451922?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7656256068409451922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7656256068409451922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7656256068409451922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7656256068409451922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/03/trouble.html' title='Trouble.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7336549519962360361</id><published>2011-03-15T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:50:21.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Semester.</title><content type='html'>Alot of fucking things happens, why the fuck is there even Group Assignment to begin with? To make us to be a better leader next time? Or to make us to be better in Teamwork? Actually I didn't really see the point here. Everyone is not being or getting the point. Why can't this fucking semester go as smooth as it supposed to be? Why is there people just to mess it up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, people can't hand in assignment on time and messed everything up and then have to go and do all those procedures of begging and stuff and end up not knowing whether if it is approved or not till now and wondering if I should do the presentation later or not. And now, for today, 15th of March. NOTHING FUCKING GONE SMOOTHLY, at first, I know nothing about the SAAD Assignment because I did nothing and one of my Groupmates did my part because I did his for C Programming, &lt;strike&gt;I mean okay I am fine with it because I still will be coming to the class tomorrow because of C Programming is helping us for the AI thingy, so I must go for the classes. Anyway, I am fine for SAAD, but PDT,&lt;/strike&gt;, NOT ANYMORE, cause presentation time would be tomorrow at 12, which clashes with the C Programming Session, oh great, is God trying to play with me? Oh My FUCKING GOD! I can't believe that none of my Groupmates is present for now, which means the chance of see-ing them later will be, like 0.0000000001%? Please larh, no offense to my Groupmates if they get to read my blog, but I actually don't really like the idea of going to class on Thursday just to do the presentation. Have to go all the way to University just to wait for my group's turn to do the presentation, and then I can leave. I've already planned on skipping the AI Class since it's just revision session, I can study on my own. But waking up at 5am just to go to University and drive from 6am till 8am to University just for the Presentation? ZZZZ, no one would want to experience this, but I AM Experiencing it, and I don't like it. I like the idea of waking up at 5am and drive to University, but for the sake of GOING TO ALL CLASSES, not just for a stupid presentation that last for 30 minutes. I think later I get into class and fucking tell her that all my groupmate weren't here and whether can change it or not, I am pretty sure she will show me the PISSED Face and get scolding, oh wait, I AM THE ONLY ONE THAT GET ALL THE SCOLDING. Fepic. Smart larh Eric, be Group Leader for what, be so Considerate for what? You should've just act like that I don't want to mention his name here and go all "Oh comeon man, Chill", and ends up not doing ANY SHIT or GIVING ANY SHIT A FUCK about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7336549519962360361?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7336549519962360361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7336549519962360361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7336549519962360361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7336549519962360361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/03/fucking-semester.html' title='Fucking Semester.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-8232949908444801417</id><published>2011-03-10T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:35:40.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musics with Meanings, Not Love, but things that are more Meaning.</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've updated because the Assignments are stacking up my time schedule and got no time to update my blog. Anyway, alot been happened, happy things, sad things, pissed things, frustrating things or whatever that you can name of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wouldn't be blogging about all these things but I will blog about it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back to the Topic shall we? Have you all have the feeling where you can't say something out from your heart because you're nervous or you can't simply put the words together as mentioned by my Cousin's in her blog. Anyway, there are alot of things that I actually wanted to tell those people, but I can't really make it into words because for them I am just a rebellious kid or whatever, but for me, myself, I am just telling them my opinion. It's NOT wrong to have my own opinion, I know you have yours too, but &lt;b&gt;"You got your Opinions Man, we all entitled to"&lt;/b&gt;, "I am Born this way, not Built this way.", there are purpose for me to be born, which is to live my own life, my own way. I am not a robot which is built to listen to your advise or your instruction, what's with people bombarding me with their experiences or whatever ,&lt;b&gt;"All full of Good Intent, Swear that you know best"&lt;/b&gt;, I don't really care because I wanted to live my life how it supposed to be, but not how you want it to be. &lt;b&gt;"But you expect me, to Jump onboard with you, and ride off to your delusional Sunset"&lt;/b&gt;. Anyway, this song is King of Anything, by Sara Bereilles. Which you can find the video below this post. O_O!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-8232949908444801417?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/8232949908444801417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=8232949908444801417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8232949908444801417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8232949908444801417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/03/musics-with-meanings-not-love-but.html' title='Musics with Meanings, Not Love, but things that are more Meaning.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7681974448263466354</id><published>2011-03-01T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:02:40.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Let Me Thank You for Your Time, and Try Not to Waste Anymore of Mine.</title><content type='html'>Found this song, and I was totally fall in love with it when I can actually listen to the lyrics clearly with my Laptop. Yes yes, I know this song always plays on the radio, but I can't really heard the lyrics. Anyway, here's the song I am talking about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eR7-AUmiNcA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I basically get this song is all about her talking about her boyfriend that is trying to control her? I don't really know about that. But fuck yeah, this song simply explains my situation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking like the part where she said "So Let Me Thank You for Your Time, and Try Not to Waste Anymore of Mine.". Exactly! This is where people should stop giving you opinion because I am not listening to it and will never, and I seriously wanted to Thank You for what you've told me but I didn't really listened at all, and leave, but I didn't because I don't wanna get pointed and shouted how rude I would be. Anyway, have people also realized that when they are giving advises and people are not listening, they're actually wasting their OWN time and also the time of the person that try not to be rude but is trying to run away's time? Nope, I doubted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also another line, where she sings "You sound so Innocent, All Full of Good Intent, Swear that You Know Best, But You Expect Me to Jump Up Onboard with You, and Ride Off To Your Delusional Sunset.". Yes, alot people gives good advise because of good Intention, and swear that it will be good because they knows alot about life and stuff, and they actually expect you to listen to their advise and do as they asked. See, here's another line from Sara, "You got Opinions, Man, and We're all Entitled to Em', but I never Asked.", Did I asked for the opinions? No, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to concludes it all, I didn't ask for Advises, there is no need to waste your breathe, time and also my time to do something that will never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this post, Found this photo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/taylor-swift-hayley-williams-2-500x646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="646" width="500" src="http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/taylor-swift-hayley-williams-2-500x646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7681974448263466354?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7681974448263466354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7681974448263466354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7681974448263466354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7681974448263466354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-let-me-thank-you-for-your-time-and.html' title='So Let Me Thank You for Your Time, and Try Not to Waste Anymore of Mine.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eR7-AUmiNcA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7010117042531178862</id><published>2011-02-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:55:30.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Ugh, can't she stop thinking that things that she couldn't do means I couldn't do as well? Eh come on, I am a guy already, and I already got my license for more than 2 years, why don't you just let me drive wherever I wanted to go? Why do you always Paranoid over things? I am already tired of the fact that you kept telling me "Aiyo, I got tired even when I drive, what makes you think you won't?", tell me, driving highway or stuck in the Jam doing nothing, which is worse? For me, both is equally worst. And truth is, I did stuck in the Jam for 2 hours, have you tried my frustration? I think you might already got damn pissed, but did I? Nope, I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point here is, I still don't get why do you have to kept doing all these things to me, okay fine, if you still treats me like a little kid, like almost every other mothers will do, but does they stop their son from doing things that the mothers can't do? Nope, they don't. If they got such thinking like you, I think most of those children wouldn't be driving. Why? "Because your mother can't drive marh, then you can't drive also one larh.". Omfg. &gt;_&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, before you told me this, "If you got company, then you can drive larh.", now I got company, and you know what? You came up with new excuses telling why I shouldn't do it. OMG, why do you have to do this? Do you even remember what did you promise me to begin with, and I tell it off? "If I pass my Foundation without retaking, I would want to drive back to Ipoh.", and know what? You said Okay. When I got my results, I passed my Foundation, and I wanted it, you told me, "I am worried larh, why not you find company? You will surely fall asleep one.", I couldn't find, so I just let it go for now. And did you actually mention anything about Company? No, you didn't, AT ALL, then you find company as an excuse. Okay fine, now I got company, and you tell me that the road is dangerous? What's next? There will be Dinosaur coming out of the road? Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my dad didn't think the same, I am pretty sure he will let me drive and will convince her to do so too. I am always glad that I had a dad like this that most of the time would support what I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7010117042531178862?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7010117042531178862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7010117042531178862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7010117042531178862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7010117042531178862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-6994588872473469080</id><published>2011-02-24T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:46:34.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or Evil?</title><content type='html'>I've always wondered to myself is this world is as simple as it stated in all those movies that we actually watch when we're growing up? I mean, is it as simple as it's divided to only Good and Evil and there is no in between? I am pretty sure everyone had watched Cartoons before where there is sure to have a hero, which is on the Good side and how powerful he/she is and there will be a villian where their plan will always be ruined by the Hero in the show? Does this world really goes this simple? Like Good will always win and Justice will always be right? Actually, I don't think that it will go this way, the Media had already mislead us from the very beginning where it begin showing us cartoons that only consist of good and evil. I mean, yeah, they don't want to tell us alot of stuff, but it's very wrong to teach us from the beginning that we should view this world objectively, which in this case, there is only good or bad. I mean, from the start, our teacher will always tell us that Apple is better than Oranges because Apple is sweet, but when time pass by, you'll soon realize to yourself that Orange might be better depending on your view, or opinion. Some people like Apple way more than Oranges, and some people like Oranges better than Apple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the whole thing? The whole point here is that, why do people wants to force you to do things that you don't wanted to do and when you try to explain it to them that why you're not doing, they wouldn't listen to you. Why? Because they view the world or the issue objectively, there is only one exact answer for that thing, I mean if I don't wanted to do that thing then don't force me to do larh, I got my own answer, no point forcing me to go with your view because this world don't go objectively, there is no exact answer for this issue, there is no right or wrong, I got my own point of view and if it conflict with yours, then just let it be, since it's MY OWN ISSUE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is something where I totally think that it's TOTALLY nice from Crystal Lam.&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone is Bisexual, it depends on how much a person's attraction is to.", alright, it's not exactly the same, but I got most of it right. Anyway, I think it's pretty right, I mean yeah, people do get attracted when they saw people that they like alot isn't it? No matter what their sex is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-6994588872473469080?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/6994588872473469080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=6994588872473469080' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6994588872473469080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6994588872473469080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-or-evil.html' title='Good or Evil?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4723436857636005748</id><published>2011-02-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:07:33.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timetable.</title><content type='html'>Ugh, have I said that how much I actually hates the Timetable UCTI actually gives me or the course. Anyway, this post might or will seriously offense those that always asks for breaks, or those that LOVES breaks alot, but still, I must say it here, can't stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have you guys ever have at least, 3 hours break everyday? Or at least 2 hours if there is not 3. I mean, why the hell do UCTI want from us from giving us that much break time? I to be specific, hates this fucking idea, I'll have to go to class at 8:30 on Tuesday, and there is class till 12:30, and the next thing I know, I got break till 2:45 and class goes on till 5:00. Why the hell does they have to delay us for like 3 hours while the class can actually ends at 2:30? I mean, alright, maybe people has to eat or something, then why not just 1 hour breaks and let the class continues at 1:30 and let it ends at 3:30? Why do they have to make us go home at time where the traffic will seriously fuck us up if we're not living in somewhere nearby? For those that stay nearby of course it would be nice, but for me who are going to stay in Sungai Buloh next time, no matter which road I use, make it LDP or NKVE or NPE, or whichever you're going to tell me that has or no toll at all, you'll have to stuck in the Traffic Jam for like 2 hours, 2 fucking hours if you're slightly abit late to start your journey or the lecturer just don't wanna let you go. Have you tried 2 hours jam? I bet most people haven't tried it yet, it's total frustration, IDK why it actually took me 2 hours to go back while normally I could just reach Sungai Buloh in less than 25 minutes. What the fuck is causing all these Jam? Must be those inconsiderate driver that has no other alternative road when they missed one junction and will stop in the middle of the road and wait for other cars to let him pass. Ugh, must be this, because there is no Traffic Light in LDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another reason why I hated break that much is because it's completely waste of time, why not let all classes cramp together and we can leave earlier? I mean, I can leave earlier, I know some people actually stays back until 9. Anyway, the whole idea here is, if there is 5 lecture and 5 Tutorials, why not make it one day for Lecture and another for Tutorial? Let's make an example, 8:30-10:30, 10:30-12:30, 12:30-2:30, 2:30-4:30, 4:30-6:30. Yes, although that day that is having lecture will ends at around 6:30. But let's look at the Tutorial first, it will be 8:30-9:30,9:30-10:30,10:30-11:30,11:30-12:30,12:30-1:30. Hey, but another day ends at just 1:30 and then we can leave and got no other class till the next week, that means each week, there is 5 days of so-called Holiday and 2 days of College, isn't this nice? Or we can actually even sort it this way, 8:30 - 10:30, 10:30 - 11:30, 11:30 - 1:30, 1:30 - 2:30, 2:30 - 4:30. And then 8:30 - 10:30, 10:30 - 11:30, 11:30 - 1:30, 1:30 - 2:30. Isn't it better? We get to go back EARLIER, and most importantly, there is no all those breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, never liked breaks, time is not moving at all. So Please do give me breaks anymore next semester, oh how I wish I am the only student for the class next semester. &gt;_&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4723436857636005748?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4723436857636005748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4723436857636005748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4723436857636005748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4723436857636005748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/timetable.html' title='Timetable.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-9191178389824805135</id><published>2011-02-21T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:00:20.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last.FM</title><content type='html'>Alright, I know I've not been using this Social Network much, but personally I think it's kinda nice because it can keep track of what you've been listening recently, and also previously, and most importantly, you get to show the whole world which is the top 8 favorite artist of yours, actually, it's mine. O_O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of the picture that I took from the Last.fm.com,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTdcEA3AoS4/TWC9e-53DYI/AAAAAAAAAII/Z6YsS7QAyn8/s1600/Lastfm1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="600" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTdcEA3AoS4/TWC9e-53DYI/AAAAAAAAAII/Z6YsS7QAyn8/s1600/Lastfm1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know, It's the same song for the whole list, and that's for the second page as well, you know, can't stop myself from listening to the same song over and over again after I've stopped listening to it for like I don't know how long, I thinks that's around 3 years or 4. Damn, never gets bored of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxPklCOAyvU/TWC9fGVEbiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4Jk-S_y3TsQ/s1600/Lastfm2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="600" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxPklCOAyvU/TWC9fGVEbiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4Jk-S_y3TsQ/s1600/Lastfm2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here, you can actually sort the list by the number of times you've been listening to the artist, or you can sort it like me, I did a custom list, where i actually sort it by the ranking, of how much I like the particular artist, and MIND you people, Paramore means "Hayley Williams", can't put her on the list because I got 0 Plays for her song, and she got no song at all besides the one featuring B.O.B. and if I put that song, it'll end up in BoB instead of her, so yeah. &gt;_&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-acsOGJob1uo/TWC9fl_Jg7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/YLEt3D2UjLs/s1600/Lastfm3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="600" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-acsOGJob1uo/TWC9fl_Jg7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/YLEt3D2UjLs/s1600/Lastfm3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one shows the total times and the ranking that you've been listening to their song. And of course, Miss Swifty will always be the first on the list, with music plays of around 2.3 times of Hayley William? LOLX! It shows that I really love Taylor Swift way more than Hayley William, but I still love Hayley Williams alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XThlDjoGoE4/TWC9f5VXBuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S9LCmZ4vp9A/s1600/Last.fm4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="600" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XThlDjoGoE4/TWC9f5VXBuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S9LCmZ4vp9A/s1600/Last.fm4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is the music play list, and the first one is actually the mash up version of almost all Swifty's song, but from a differently singer, and she actually got a quite good and cute voice. Lolx, David Archuleta's Elevator got second, great. Miss Little Girl gonna tease, TEASE. &gt;_&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The discovery of this Social Network is all thanks to Miss Little Girl. Thank for this awesome website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I end this post, here's the favorite picture I took last month when I saw this in my sister's closet of her dolls. O_O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xavmVxlE9IA/TWC9gNbZ2MI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pArCe2Qyqc4/s1600/02022011116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xavmVxlE9IA/TWC9gNbZ2MI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pArCe2Qyqc4/s1600/02022011116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-9191178389824805135?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/9191178389824805135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=9191178389824805135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9191178389824805135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9191178389824805135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/lastfm.html' title='Last.FM'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTdcEA3AoS4/TWC9e-53DYI/AAAAAAAAAII/Z6YsS7QAyn8/s72-c/Lastfm1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-3302729350345724218</id><published>2011-02-20T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:22:39.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if I've thought too much myself? I always kept things myself and most of the time I wouldn't tell anyone how do I feel. I mean, I got no one to turn to because sometimes, I couldn't really trust people. I do always care about how others see about me, not my Looks or what, I don't mind people pointing at my and yell at me "Hey, you're fat and ugly.", but I do mind if people think about my personality. If people does think that I got problem with that, they could just split it out and tell me personality, at least, if I couldn't change, I could avoid doing those things that you might hate or dislike infront of people that doesn't like it. And I couldn't tell it to others because I don't want those Others to tell others as well, or I'll just tell those that I think that they got no relation with the person I am referring to at all. Sometimes, I also realize that I got very little people to turn to when I am troubled, I mean, not much people actually knows about my problem, but I couldn't tell them what do I feel, as I've stated earlier why. So the best would just be keeping it all to myself, or the best I could do is, to just blog about it. Anyway, the reason why I don't really tell my family much about my friends, it's because there is a borderline between my friends and my family. Only few friends about know about my family, and for those that know my family, my family knows about their existence too. So yeah. &gt;_&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post is not referring to anyone, I am just saying this because I actually got this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-3302729350345724218?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/3302729350345724218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=3302729350345724218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3302729350345724218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3302729350345724218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/troubled.html' title='Troubled.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4459476693211714359</id><published>2011-02-19T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:28:24.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Artist that I've totally forgotten.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I was singing Karaoke with my dad, he actually selected one of the Guang Liang's song, and I saw the list, I actually remembered that there are a few songs from that I used to listen VERY frequently back in Highschool. Not just this time, but even last time when I gone out with my friends and I choose another, I didn't notice or realize that there these songs, that why it didn't refresh my memory about him, but this time it's different. Anyway, it felt so nice to listen to those song about, kinda nice. Brings back alot of memories, pathetic memories specifically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall show you guys some of the song I actually loved by him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tbvOCUQcVlU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C-x0vZifnzM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved both of these song, although there are still others, but aren't as good as both of these. Anyway, Enjoy. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4459476693211714359?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4459476693211714359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4459476693211714359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4459476693211714359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4459476693211714359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/artist-that-ive-totally-forgotten.html' title='An Artist that I&apos;ve totally forgotten.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tbvOCUQcVlU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7823285018724099292</id><published>2011-02-18T10:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:05:21.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Failed Attempt.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers, remember those methods I've told you all about yesterday? Did you all tried it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, This morning, when I woke up at 5, I actually wanted to try one of the other method known as Finger Induced Lucid Dream, the method is quite simple if you get to fall asleep whenever you want, and get to wake yourself up easily. Why? Because this method requires you to Fall Asleep as soon as you started using this method. It is something like when you're sure that you'll fall asleep within the next 30 seconds or less, you'll start to do actions with your fingers, not some very big action, something minor is good enough, maybe like moving your index and middle finger up and down like you're playing piano, as suggested &lt;a href="www.dreamviews.com"&gt;Link Missing, will update when I found it&lt;/a&gt;. Yeah, and you'll need to put all your focus on your fingers, but do not think about it. O_O! Anyway, then after like 10 to 30 seconds, you'll do the Reality Check, and if the Reality Check proven that you're in dream, then Voila! You're on Lucid Dream. If it didn't, then you can try it again, or if you fall alseep, try to wake yourself up, like I tell you earlier, this technique requires you to be able to wake yourself up after you slept, don't ask me how, I don't know because I can't. Anyway, I tried that and Failed. O_O! FAYUL myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7823285018724099292?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7823285018724099292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7823285018724099292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7823285018724099292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7823285018724099292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-failed-attempt.html' title='Another Failed Attempt.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2773592306917467366</id><published>2011-02-17T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:36:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Dreams, WILD or DILD?</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, the last post I've been talking about how awesome it would be that you're actually able to control your own dream, do whatever you what in your own desire "World", have your own rules and stuff and most importantly, you're not chained by the Law of Reality. But, have you wondered how do you actually have to do to get to have such dreams? The method is quite simple, but it's something that requires alot of practices and most importantly, you wouldn't get it all the time, I'll say 1/10 times? I don't know, but from what I've known, everyone, yes EVERYONE will have at least one Lucid Dream in their lifetime, most probably when they're still Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about one of the method that I know and also tried shall we? This one is known as Wake-Induced-Lucid-Dream, or also known as WILD for short. As far as I know, different people will have different methods to do this method. The main point of this method is to keep your brain Conscious and not to fall asleep. Anyway, before getting into the topic, research also shown that there will be a higher chance if user has done WBTB beforehand, which is known as Wake Back to Bed, this is where you'll actually sleep earlier and set the alarm 4 or 3 hours EARLIER before the actual time you actually wake up. For instances, if you're to wake up at 8 in the morning, you can set the alarm at 5 or 4 am. Then, when the alarm rang and you woke up, remember, don't go back to bed first, you can wander off doing your own stuff, or the recommended thing that you should be doing is to read stuff about Lucid Dream or think of stuff about Lucid Dreaming. You can do this either with lights on or off, but lights off is suggested because humans tend to be able to fall back to sleep as long as they didn't expose to lights or stuff. Anyway, just do this for 30 minutes or so, then you should go back to bed. But this time, it's not Ordinary bed time, you are to Keep your own "Conscious" awake till you enter the "World". Types of method uses Varies on the person performing it, for me, I am doing the counting way. Whisper to yourself, with a comfortable position, eye close and NOT TO MOVE, "One, I am dreaming, Two, I am Dreaming, Three, I am Dreaming, Four, I am Dreaming." and this goes on until you're actually in your dream. Alright, I'll explain about the process, while you're counting, you WILL actually feel that your body is getting numb, and you can't move a bit of your muscle, you're feeling paralyzed, DO NOT WORRY, this is one of the stages where your body falls to sleep, this is to prevent you from moving because what we did in dream, we did it in reality too, this is why some people get Sleep Walking. Anyway do not panic and keep on counting, then after awhile, your whole body will be paralyzed and you will be see-ing imagines in your eyes, and again, don't worry, just keep on counting, and DO NOT looking into the imagines, it'll make your brain to fall asleep, and let "Unconscious" take over. And then you'll also be hearing stuff, the sounds will also varies depending on the person, as for me, I heard some Rusted Metal Being moved sound, you know all those sounds you heard when you saw people actually moving those metals? You'll heard it as if it's just beside of you. But, again, keep counting, and don't panic. Then to an extend, you'll actually feel that your body is floating, and then will be moving, and then you'll see some portal type of images in your eyes, (This might be different, I saw the portal anyway. &gt;_&gt;), and then to an extend, open your eyes, and see if you're in your room, if you're not in your room, then Hurray! You're in your Dream World! Time to control your own World! Or if you're still in your Room, you can do a simple Reality Check, squeeze your nose and see if you can breathe, if you can breathe, that means you're in your dream. If you can't, sorry, you'll have to try again or try again next time. Good Luck Trying. :D:D! This is all about WILD technique, it might not be the same as others that you read because I've read this quite awhile back and people might modify their post or stuff, but if you might want to read up some other technique, you can read it here, &lt;a href="http://www.dreamviews.com/f25/"&gt;Press Here.&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, let's talk about Dream-Induced-Lucid-Dream, or known as DILD. This technique is quite easy, and it will happens all depending on your luck. This technique is something where you actually Realizes that you're in the Dream World, where you'll then take over the place of "Conscious" in your dream world. This method can be done if you keep a Dream Journal, which it will helps alot for your Dream Recall. For the Dream Journal, you should write about your dream whenever you woke up from the dream, be it a lame dream or a epic one, just jolt down every single thing happened in your dreams, and even things that you saw in the dream. This will really help dream recall alot. Why does this help Dream Recall? Have you ever have the feeling of Deja Vu? Dream does the same too, sometimes, you'll get to dream the SAME thing over and over again for IDK how many times, or some dreams will actually never come back. But It doesn't matter, the point of Dream Recall is to target those reoccuring dreams, because when you saw the same scene in your dream, ask yourself, where did you saw this before? And if you remember your Dream Journal, you'll actually get to know that you're in your own dream, or to make sure, you can again, do the nose squeezing stuff, and see if you can breathe. The reason why we're doing this because we got no idea that we're actually dreaming, and our "Unconscious" is doing things like our usual life, which making us not able to differentiate between reality and dreaming. Although Dream Recall can be used as a method, I actually uses the Reality Check way, where I actually try to squeeze my nose as often as possible and try to make it my habit, you must do this until an extend where you'll do this action without actually doing this, what I meant was, you make yourself Unconsciously doing this action. Thus, in dreams, your unconscious will actually do this "Habit" of yours to confuse you that you're not dreaming, but instead, we take advantages of this Confusion and make ourselves into Lucid Dreams. This is the method which always gets me into Lucid Dream which lasted only for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you ask me, I only got Lucid Dream ONCE for WILD, and quite a lot of times using DILD. So I'll prefer DILD, but if you want a really long time in your Lucid Dream, WILD is always the better choice. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2773592306917467366?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2773592306917467366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2773592306917467366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2773592306917467366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2773592306917467366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/lucid-dreams-wild-or-dild.html' title='Lucid Dreams, WILD or DILD?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-8730045727514277568</id><published>2011-02-16T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:58:52.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Dreams</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, remember the last post where I talked about what do I think about dreaming? I am going to write about something that is much more interesting and I am pretty sure most of the people will actually like the idea of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucid Dream, something that when I tell people how much I love about Lucid Dream, they'll give me the weird look as if Lucid Dream is something about Having Sex or whatever you name it they will disgust you. To make it clear, I am not that desperate to have those kind of dream, or even do it in reality, If you ask me, I'll NEVER do this until I get marry. &gt;_&gt;! Anyway, let's not get offtopic as most people will start calling me NERDS or whatever they can think of because I am not desperate for such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucid Dream is a kind of Dream where you, as a "Conscious" will take over you "Unconsciousness" in that own "World" of yours in another Dimension, which means, you'll get to control over that "World" with full controlling power. You get to do whatever you want in that world, for instances, flying, controlling others, wandering into another City of your dream, or even places that you wanted to travel as long as you know how does it looks like, you can even taste a food that you love the most, as long as you've gotten to taste it for ONCE in your lifetime, because your brain will actually store how does that food tasted the first time you eat it, thus, in another "World" of yours, when you eat it, it's actually tasteless, and it's your "Unconsciousness" to decide how does it taste, and if there it has no idea how the food taste, it'll simply gives you a taste of something else. I've read forums where actually people wanted to get a taste of their "Dream Characters" which some of our friends actually say that it tasted like Candy, some say like Chicken and some actually says that it tasted like Juice and all sorts of answers, it's because your unconsciousness has now idea how does it taste and will simply send in another taste for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucid Dream can be happened when we, as a "Conscious" actually Realizes that we're in that particular "World" when we're sleeping. Normally when we're dreaming, we got no idea that we're dreaming. Have you ever wondered how come Your Dream will actually happens? Why do you end up in such places in your dream while you're sleeping soundly on your bed? How come I don't remember getting up and go to such place? Nope, normally people won't consider this because it's the unconsciousness that actually "Woke Up" from your bed, and go to that desire world. And your Consciousness does realize that to begin with, it's something like a traveling portal, which will send you to the "World". And then everything happens according to order until the part where you could remember when you wake up. Still confused? What I meant is that, have you ever wondered when you woke up, you'll just remember the last few minutes of your dream? Yeah, it's because whenever happens in that "World", will only stores in your Temporary Memory, which it won't last awhile. After you've woke up for most than 5 minutes, you'll completely forget about what had actually happened for your Dream. So, to make it short, anything that happens in between you finally fall asleep till the last 5 minutes of your dream, they actually exist, it's just us, as a conscious, don't remember something like that actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually a few ways to get into Lucid Dreaming, there is one where you actually took control over the role of "Unconsciousness" where you'll be the one that traveling through the portal and into your own world, this happens like how your body couldn't adapt to change between "Unconscious" and "Conscious", which means, this method actually confuses the Brain into believing that it's actually the "Unconsciousness" that is entering the portal. I will explain more indepth about this on next post. Another method is where you actually has to Realize that you're In the dream world, remember that I mentioned about forgetting that you're going to the world? Yeah, you'll actually have to do some kind of Reality Check to "Make Sure" you're in the dream world and then you can take over it. Reality Check is something like, doing stuff that is impossible to be done in reality. Not to say jumping off the building or doing anything will take your life away in reality, but something simple that will defy the rule of reality. Here are some simple examples, squeezing your nose and realize if you're able to breathe or not, or trying diving into the water, but not to hold your breathe, but to Breathe instead. Anyway, these are the only two ways that I know for now. And I will explain more on how to do it and why on next post. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-8730045727514277568?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/8730045727514277568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=8730045727514277568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8730045727514277568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8730045727514277568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/lucid-dreams.html' title='Lucid Dreams'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-195802434055424156</id><published>2011-02-15T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:12:52.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, it's been something that I am very interested a few years back, and now, not just dream, but Lucid Dream as well. Have you all ever wondered why does dream happens in our life, alot people treat or interpret it differently, some people interpret it as if it's just something random which your brain creates to confuses you while your sleeping, to let you know that you're actually "Awake". Some people didn't take it seriously, some people takes it as it is a prophecy, some people even take it as a sign where people thought that Brain actually creates a world, which is based on what happened or what those people normally thought of in the day, remember the expression "What you thought will be what you dreamt"? Actually I made it up, but isn't it true? Because it does happens, normally you kept thinking of doing homework while you're awake, you actually dreamt of yourself doing homework, or anything related to homework, it's quite true as well, because it does happens to me. &lt;br /&gt;But for someone like me, I wouldn't take dream as something simple like those, I actually think of dream as a Door to another World, another Dimension, where everyone has their own "World" whenever they dream. Whenever a person falls to sleep, they will enter this another "World", and they will live on with another Conscious to control over your life in that another world. What I think is similar to how people interpret human and souls, where we actually leaves our body and instead of wandering in the human world, our "Soul" actually travels to our own "World" in another Dimension, in which the Dimension has no restriction of reality, where we could do almost anything, without law, without law of reality, as if we're the God of our own world, awesome eh? About the Conscious to control over your life, there are both Consciousness and Unconsciousness in our life, when we're awake, the "Unconsciousness" will be looking at what we're doing in our life, and it will never interfere with our "Conscious" life. While we're dreaming, and traveled to another Dimension, we, as a Conscious in awake state, will instead, become the Unconsciousness in that life, and our "Unconsciousness" will become the "Conscious" instead. Some of you might thought that it's ridiculous, have you all ever wondered why sometimes when you've set the alarm at night, and you woke up overslept and found out that your alarm is off and you got no idea what had happened? Actually, for me, it's your Unconsciousness that turn off the Alarm, when your alarm rang, it actually pulls you back into your body, and your body can't adapt to change between "Conscious" and "Unconscious", and since it's "Unconscious" that is currently taking control, thus, it is the one that Controls our body in Reality, thus, the "Unconsciousness" actually turn off the Alarm for us, and that's why we don't remember or don't even know what had happened while we're sleeping and the alarm rang. Anyway, this is just what I thought of Dreams, thus, it's all just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, just remembered what my Ex-Roommate shown me last time, and here I am going to share it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www3.images.coolspotters.com/photos/205094/taylor-swift-and-hayley-williams-gallery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" width="470" src="http://www3.images.coolspotters.com/photos/205094/taylor-swift-and-hayley-williams-gallery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't both of them Pretty and Adorable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-195802434055424156?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/195802434055424156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=195802434055424156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/195802434055424156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/195802434055424156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7165016770857766543</id><published>2011-02-14T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:02:03.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, I apologize for not updating often, shitty internet is killing my internet surfing life. (annoyed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, remember the Controling post that I've been talking about since last post? Yeah, it actually still happens, but what can I do about it if people just want to kept commenting and Advise you stuff that you'll never do and scold you for not listening while you didn't even ask for those advises. But, what is unexpected is that, there is once when my dad actually talked to me that he actually knew about this all ago, saying that he know what there are people that kept telling me what I should do and scold me for not doing it. My dad actually told me to ignore them, he said something like "As a Dad, even I didn't control over your life, why do you want to care about others?", I think he's pretty right, no, I should say fucking right. Even my dad didn't want to give comment on my hair UNLESS I asked, or only COMMENT on what I am about to do, but he will never scolds me if I didn't follow what he advises. He also told me that he wants me to be independent, not to keep track of what I am doing, unlike my mom, just want to keep track of what I am doing. But can't blame her, it's her family traits, FAMILY TRAITS, I am pretty sure my cousins understands that pretty well. Anyway, my dad also tells me that he don't mind me going out till 3am, because that's what he did in the past as well, as long as I don't exceed the limit, which is after 3. &gt;_&gt;! But I still did it last time, anyway, he didn't scold me. Feels good to have a Dad like this, don't really keep track of my action, have alot of faith in me, and most importantly, NEVER ATTEMPT TO CONTROL ME. And of course, I love my mom as much as I love my Dad, because she likes to care alot, you know, although I don't like being CARED that much, but I love to get CARED by my Mom. :D:D! And not to say that I don't like those people that try to control me, I love those people that try to control me, but I just don't like what they're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cnx.org/content/m14808/latest/YouCanDoIt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" width="306" src="http://cnx.org/content/m14808/latest/YouCanDoIt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks familiar? It is too, when I rewatch Pink's Raise Your Glass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justinbreathes.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/pink-raise-your-glass-rosie-riveter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="http://www.justinbreathes.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/pink-raise-your-glass-rosie-riveter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, How I wish I could have PINK as my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7165016770857766543?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7165016770857766543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7165016770857766543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7165016770857766543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7165016770857766543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/unexpect.html' title='Unexpected.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2079660083272482549</id><published>2011-02-10T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:16:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Controling.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, have you guys ever wondered that there are people in your life, who are older than you especially those that are at their late 40-s? That always thought that they are always right? I know that adults got experiences or stuff, but their got no rights to take control of your life and giving you advises that you didn't ask for but you'll have to follow. But when you don't listen their advises, they'll go scolding and say that you'll never listen to their advises, I mean like I never asked that I wanted for their advises or what, but they still give me the advises and then they'll go all backfire me and say that I never listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post is talking about someone that I'll never mention his name, incase he found out and will kept giving me looks. Anyway, even if you know who he is, DON'T EVER TELL HIM. Anyway, let's go on with the post shall we? To begin with, why do people have to care about your hair and kept telling you that your hair is long or whatever and it's not appropriate for work next time, did I mention next time? I mean I only get like 2 more years of freedom of doing whatsoever to my hair till I go for work next time, why do people want to kept commenting about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, people also like to kept controlling your life and tell you what you should do and what you shouldn't. Do you really like people kept telling you that you shouldn't play much computer because it didn't really benefits your life and you should go out and communicate with people or play with people that you are not really close with? Or people that you don't really know? If you ask me, I'll prefer doing things that aren't beneficial to my life instead of communicating with people or playing with those that I didn't know at all. Anyway, what makes you think that I will actually start talking or playing with them if I don't know them, I know that everything starts by not knowing each other, but do you really think that If they got their own friends or family to chat with that I will actually go and talk to them? No, I won't. Normally I don't go all talking with people that already have friends or family to talk to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2079660083272482549?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2079660083272482549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2079660083272482549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2079660083272482549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2079660083272482549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/controling.html' title='Controling.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-357672459177023278</id><published>2011-02-09T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T09:06:55.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year finally come to an End, at least for me.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, I am sorry that I didn't blog AT ALL for the period of Chinese New Year, don't really have the time to because have to go for this dinner or that lunch, and when I came back, I just don't feel like blogging. Anyway, Chinese New Year already came to an end, isn't it exciting since everyone had already got their own Ang Pao money? I am excited too since I am a few steps closer to my Drum Set, can't wait to get it maybe a year or 2 years later. XDXD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since it's Chinese New Year, I didn't really have the mood to do my Assignment, which is to hand in yesterday, but at least I got it done in the midnight for yesterday, done it at around 4am, and it actually took me more than 16 hours on that assignment, bahhh, including the procrastinating in the process, I think I spent like 7 hours procrastinating, playing this watching this and that, just couldn't stop myself from procrastinating. Anyway, at least I still got my assignment done, and it turns out that I am not alone, there are still people that haven't done the assignment too. Isn't that nice since there are people that actually later than me, but I am pretty sure that their assignment is way better than mine, since mine is just a bunch of words and no graph or whatever shit, ugh, just hope that she'll give me a pass. &gt;_&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before Chinese New Year, I finally got a chance to meet Miss. Foong Vai AKA QueenP and Miss. Qian Yun AKA AvertedMouse, both of them are kinda funny, especially Foong Vai, I could just sit there and listen to whatever she is gonna say and laugh about it, because everything she said brings abit of humor. XDXD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all I am gonna write about now, will blog more often starting now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-357672459177023278?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/357672459177023278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=357672459177023278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/357672459177023278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/357672459177023278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year-finally-come-to-end-at.html' title='Chinese New Year finally come to an End, at least for me.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7370722989489144243</id><published>2011-02-01T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:17:08.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Chinese New Year Eve Tomorrow, and then it'll be Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Greetings Reader! My friend was telling me that he got bored of "Hello Readers", so I have considered changing the way I'll do my introduction, but it don't really changes much, since both of them carry the same meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's Chinese New Year Eve tomorrow, are you people excited? If you ask me, I'll say a big, NO. I am not excited, I am pretty sure most of you people had read about what I say about Chinese New Year isn't it? Yeah, It'll never change no matter what, whatever I don't like will never changes until it changes itself, but I totally doubt it, Adults from that Generation will never change, they'll still kept asking you the same question over and over for IDK how many years, but there's one thing that I am pretty sure of, we'll do the same as well next time. And then the younger generation will kept complaining about us, contradicting myself? I do know about that, but it's okay to complaint about it since I didn't do anything like that ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only talked about the bad things I hate in Chinese New Year, let's talk about things that I like? But those things that I like are too, liked by most people from my Generation. Anyway, the first thing I liked about is I am able to gather with my Families that I've not seen for a year or less, yes, Although they refrain from talking to me, or those adults that are VERY CONSIDERATE AND KEPT ASKING ME QUESTION, I am still happy to see them, or maybe not very happy, but still, okay larh, still like the feeling of surrounded by family. But that's just my father side, I remember when I haven't started college, I always wanted Chinese New Year because I get to go to Kuala Lumpur to visit my mother's side relatives, they're really good to me, didn't ask me stupid things like where I study or whatever, and most importantly, I get to play with my Cousins, unlike my father's side, my mother's side cousin will play with me, or will accompany me, ahhh, reminds me of those time when we're playing Doctor and Patients, Teacher and Students, and Masak-Masak(Cooking), I wish I could turn back time, such a memorable moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why I like Chinese New Year is the Ang Pao, yes, I said it, ALOT or Every Single Teenagers or Kids nowadays LIKE Chinese New Year just because of the Ang Pao. But, unlike most Kids or Teenagers, I will only remember the person that gave me the most money for my Ang Pao, and I will NEVER remember who give me the least, I mean, it don't really bother me much, what's the point remembering them since it'll never change the fact that they'll still give you the same or similar amount the following year? Am I right? Anyway, If you ask me, I'll rather sacrifice my Ang Pao money and exchange for the Peacefulness in Chinese New Year, just don't like the noises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7370722989489144243?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7370722989489144243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7370722989489144243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7370722989489144243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7370722989489144243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-chinese-new-year-eve-tomorrow-and.html' title='It&apos;s Chinese New Year Eve Tomorrow, and then it&apos;ll be Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-786638645314308800</id><published>2011-01-30T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:27:05.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays, Yes, more please. Breaks, No, fuck you please don't give me this shit.</title><content type='html'>Hey readers! Sorry for not blogging yesterday, was playing Fallout: New Vegas and I totally forgot about blogging, not to talk about blogging, I haven't even done with my assignment that supposed to hand-in on the 7th, guess I am going to start it tomorrow, no more procrastination anymore please. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have you guys ever liked Holidays? If you ask me, I love Holidays alot, get to do alot of things, download alot of this, and most importantly, your friends back in your hometown says that they're going to find you in Chinese New Years, but turns out that they have to work and they won't reply your message when you ask them whether they're okay if it's at night, and you wouldn't get a reply anymore. But, that's friends marh, couldn't blame them, abit of ignoring doesn't hurt. O_O! Anyway, Holidays also make you have more time to do your own stuff that normally consume alot time and you couldn't it on School or Working days, cause you're just too busy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about Holiday, but Breaks, I got alot. Seriously, I hate it alot when I got Breaks in between classes, and breaks WITHIN the classes. For some specific person that got stuff to do, Breaks might be good for them. But for me that got nothing to do at all, and can't do assignments on breaks because it's too fucking annoying and there's class after it, it's fucking hell to me. Imagine you'll have to stuck in a Syndicate Room, with just your laptop and you can't do your assignment, and none of your friends online, and when you play games, you'll have to hesitate because when you play any difficulty that is Below HARD, people will stare at you with that "FUCKING WEIRD" looks, and keep whisper bad things or how n00b you are. Worst of all, sometimes there don't even have seats in Syndicate Room that you are forced to use the computer in Computer Lab that barred MOST of the websites, limit it down to just Social Network and News, or Assignments. It's not that I don't want to do, but the idea of having Breaks makes me can't do it. Too fucking piss with it. Okay, maybe Breaks wasn't that bad, I still got my laptop with me eh? But breaks Within class is worst, I don't get why some student just like to ask for Breaks, while the class can ends earlier without breaks, maybe they're not in hurry of leaving, but I am, you got your gang of friends that will go around just everywhere with you, I don't have friends that will go everywhere I go, nor I will follow because I don't know their friends, I only know that Friends, but not their Friends, kinda hard to communicate with their friends because the topic won't Click. So please, do me a favor and not to ask for Breaks okay, Maybe I shouldn't even post here, since those that ask for breaks wouldn't even know about my Blog. (doh).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-786638645314308800?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/786638645314308800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=786638645314308800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/786638645314308800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/786638645314308800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/holidays-yes-more-please-breaks-no-fuck.html' title='Holidays, Yes, more please. Breaks, No, fuck you please don&apos;t give me this shit.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-3232392637575946255</id><published>2011-01-28T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:55:46.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, are you sure you're on the right seat?</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers! Do you readers know that you can comment even if you don't have an account for Blogger? You can just simply click the Anonymous and post any message, cause I'll be needing the feedback for my post, but please states your name too. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for those that always take Long Distance Train, do you guys buy the tickets earlier like a few days before, a few weeks back, or a month beforehand? If you ask me, yes I bought my ticket a month beforehand, why? There are a few reasons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You need not to queue up and wait to buy the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;- Need not to worry about running out of tickets.&lt;br /&gt;- You get to choose WHERE YOU WANT TO SIT, not specifically, but you get to choose whether you want to sit at Window or Aisle.&lt;br /&gt;- And I get to buy the first seat, and the window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, IT WILL NEVER FUCKING GO ACCORDING TO ORDER, seriously, sometimes I fucking wonder if people knows how to read or not, if they get on the train first, and you're not, they'll fucking sit on the seat that you bought a month beforehand. No, when you bought the tickets it won't go like 1A, 1B, 1C, 1D, 2A, 2B, 2C, 2D. No, it's not like that, if you buy beforehand, it'll go like 1A, 1D, 2A, 2D, 3A, 3D. They'll sell all window side first, THEN only the Aisle side, if you ask me, there are fucking 15 Rows, that means there are 30 seats, and those people that bought 1B tickets is fucking 29 PERSON behind of me, and they get to fucking sit on my place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, the SEAT NUMBER on the tickets are not fucking for show one, they are there for some FUCKING reason, and I don't get why those Train Personal never bother to ask, they'll check your ticket and thought that you GIVE your fucking seat to a person that bought the tickets 29 person behind of you. And seriously, when you stare at them and trying Indicate that they're on the wrong seat, they'll fucking stare back at you, or sometimes, they'll just ignore you, and thought that the seat is SUPPOSE TO BE THEM. Oi, if you really fucking want to sit at window side, please queue up and buy before others buy the Window seat, and worst of all, they're not old people, just some teenagers that CAN fucking see anything clearly. If they're old, or anything, sure they can sit, because old people gets priority first, I don't mind letting the seat to them. But, since you're not old, and those seats number at not that HARD to read, and we learn those numbers, alphabets and WINDOW when we're at primary school, if you don't understand Aisle, you're supposed to understand what does WINDOW means, and it clearly wrote that it's MY ticket that is suppose to be at the Window, not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is all I am going to talk about, I know that this is a hate post, but, meh. Please comment and give me feedback. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-3232392637575946255?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/3232392637575946255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=3232392637575946255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3232392637575946255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3232392637575946255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-are-you-sure-youre-on-right-seat.html' title='Hey, are you sure you&apos;re on the right seat?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-5775326238048668238</id><published>2011-01-27T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:00:06.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I don't like Chinese New Year.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, I hope some Hardcore Chinese New Year fan won't hate me when they read this post, but seriously, I don't really like the Idea of Chinese New Year. I will talk about it why shortly. Anyway, before I am going to start with my post, I apologize because this post will contains NO PICTURES nor Videos AT ALL. So, please bear with just words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, the reason why I don't like Chinese New Year is because it's noisy especially when it's the second day of Chinese New Year because everyone in the Family will be in my Grandparents' house, not that I don't like being in Noisy places, but at time like this, it's very noisy and very congested as well, imagine you're in a house that is not THAT big and more than 30 people have to stuff into 2 houses that has almost the same size, you'll find no place to sit, no place to STAND as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, those Adults that will keep asking you the same question EVERY SINGLE YEAR, without rephrasing. Serious, don't you realize whenever you met up with those adults, and they got no topic to talk to you because they're not our generation, they'll tend to keep asking the same question every year, here are some sample questions:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Where did you study ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Why did you gained weight?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you got girlfriend already?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, What are you stuyding ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, When did you came back ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, What are you planning to do after you graduate ar?"&lt;br /&gt;And many more that I couldn't remember, but these are the common ones, very common ones. They don't just ask you in Chinese New Year, but even on normal occasions.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am referring to my Father's Side, while my Mother's Side won't ask all these unnecessary question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Addition, I don't like Chinese New Year because of those Chinese New Year song, not that I wanted to listen to them, but my father will be blasting with the Hi-Fi or Radio, or worse, his computer. I mean, what's with all those Chinese Song? They just simply came up with some Similar Lyrics and then ask some Astro or some FM staff to sing and do a Music Video from it. And seriously, almost all video is the same,&lt;br /&gt;It's all start someone meeting up, doing the Chinese Gesture.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to visit someone, then the Someone get excited.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll all started singing, and dancing and jumping around.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll go to the market place or some plaza, and everyone will started dancing and singing along.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll all do all those postures and stuff, and then the song ends.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, most of the videos are like that or similar to it. And they will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hate Chinese New Year too because it's boring. Or maybe it won't be boring for some people because your family is full of people that will be keep talking to you on the First and Second day of Chinese New Year, but I am not. Except I am at my Mother Side's Relatives house, else, I would be bored to death because in my Father's Side, everyone will be busy doing their own stuff, and I am forced to do my own stuff as well, which is drifting into the thin air. =_="!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-5775326238048668238?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/5775326238048668238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=5775326238048668238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/5775326238048668238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/5775326238048668238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-i-dont-like-chinese-new-year.html' title='No, I don&apos;t like Chinese New Year.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-5545739175661327568</id><published>2011-01-26T21:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:00:16.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Fucking Perfect, to Me.</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, I will be writing about another song that I like and it's very meaningful for me, and here again, I am going to write about what do I think about the song, and most importantly, I will also guessing about the meaning of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the song that I want to talk about, "Fucking Perfect" by P!NK, again she make another awesome song besides "Raise Your Glass", and here's the song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ocDlOD1Hw9k" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice isn't it? And most importantly that the main cast in the song is quite good looking, especially when she's with the Emo-hairstyle and Emo-makeup. Okay, maybe I am not into Emo Chicks but this one really gets my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I begin with, here's the link where I get some idea on what the song is about, &lt;a href="http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858849742/"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this song is about anti-depression and everyone is perfect for who they are. Let's interpret the lyrics shall we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Made a wrong turn&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice&lt;br /&gt;Dug my way out&lt;br /&gt;Blood and fire"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this line means if you had made a wrong turn, for once, or for twice, you should be digging your way out of that place, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad decisions&lt;br /&gt;That's alright&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my silly life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a Bad Decision? Well, that's alright, and PINK says that she welcome you to her Life, because everyone made mistakes and did bad decision isn't it? I would welcome you to my life too if you made a bad decision because, I did alot of bad decision too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;Miss "no way it's all good"&lt;br /&gt;It didn't slow me down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this part pretty explain itself. It's like when you're mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood and it's not all good like what others say, but still, it will should never slow you down, or act as a barrier in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mistaken&lt;br /&gt;Always second guessing&lt;br /&gt;Underestimated&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm still around..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened to anything around you, or to yourself, it won't change the fact that you're still on this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pretty, pretty please&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever, ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like your less than&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty please&lt;br /&gt;If you ever, ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like your nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're fuckin' perfect to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one quite explains itself because PINK asks you not to feel like you're not perfect, and don't ever feel like you're nothing, because for PINK, you're perfect for her, and you're fucking perfect to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're so mean&lt;br /&gt;When you talk&lt;br /&gt;About yourself&lt;br /&gt;You are wrong&lt;br /&gt;Change the voices&lt;br /&gt;In your head&lt;br /&gt;Make them like you&lt;br /&gt;Instead"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't talk bad about yourself, because it's wrong to do so. You should like yourself instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So complicated&lt;br /&gt;Look how big you'll make it&lt;br /&gt;Filled with so much hatred&lt;br /&gt;Such a tired game&lt;br /&gt;It's enough&lt;br /&gt;I've done all i can think of&lt;br /&gt;Chased down all my demons&lt;br /&gt;see you do the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you make it so complicated? Making it fill with so much hatred, it's such a tired game to do, you should've do like Pink that she's overcome all her fears or hatred and she'll want to see you do the same as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world stares while i swallow the fear&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i should be drinking is an ice cold beer&lt;br /&gt;So cool in lying and I tried tried&lt;br /&gt;But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't really get this line. ):!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Done looking for the critics, cuz they're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair&lt;br /&gt;Stringe ourselves and we do it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do that?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do that?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother finding who is the critics? They're everywhere, they're giving comments about everything that we wear, they don't like my jeans, they don't get my shirts, they don't like my hair, they don't like this they don't like that, giving comments just about anything. Stop changing whatever those Critics said, we're on our own, we live our own fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all about this song, anyway, if you notice this, this song is more about don't care about how others feel, you are you yourself, and PINK will be always think that you're fucking perfect for her, because everyone is Perfect themselves. We should think that we're Perfect, but never brag about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this song is something like her previous singles, Raise Your Glass, which is talking about how people should accept who they're themselves and not to change it because they wanted to fit into the group. If you're weird and you're different for others, Raise your Glass for PINK, because she agrees with you and thinks that you're right yourself, and you're right for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XjVNlG5cZyQ" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does this song as well, thinking that you're an outcast, a weirdo, a I don't know what you call yourself, PINK is the one that make this song and tells you that you are fucking perfect for PINK, because everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I put an end into this post, I personally think that PINK is a very good artist for making up such song for those that are depressed, anti-social, weird or whatever. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-5545739175661327568?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/5545739175661327568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=5545739175661327568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/5545739175661327568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/5545739175661327568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/youre-fucking-perfect-to-me.html' title='You&apos;re Fucking Perfect, to Me.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ocDlOD1Hw9k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-8078086909942314082</id><published>2011-01-25T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:14:12.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live, The Walls We Crashed Throught; All The Mountains We Move; All The Magic We Made;</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers, you might not come across these lines, but those lines are actually the lines from the song "Long Live" by Taylor Swift, from the album "Speak Now", here's a picture of the album and also a freebie, which is a purple shirt that I got from purchasing the album,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TT43IHH_ziI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZxOUHRqKHuM/s1600/29102010092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TT43IHH_ziI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZxOUHRqKHuM/s1600/29102010092.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I'll say I like the album cover alot. Anyway, saw the purple shirt also? Haha, normally I won't even want to wear anything that's with this color, but after I got this shirt, and wore it the first time, Miss Crystal says that "If it weren't for Taylor Swift, I know you wouldn't even bother to wear this shirt.", and of course, I agree with this without any hesitation. Seriously, I won't wear this kind of color because breaking my code of conduct, yeah my personal code of conduct, because I won't wear any color like, Pink, Purple, and Rainbow color. But because I got this shirt and it wrote the name Taylor Swift, I actually can't resist myself and wear it and show the world how much I love Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the song "Long Live" by Taylor Swift, although it's just some recording from fans, but I've picked it off because it's Live and she did a pretty good job for a live, and most importantly, I LIKEY the bus. I wish I could ride in or on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y_ExEdO1l1s" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, she looks damn hot, and the recorder for this video does a pretty good job, and it has a 1080p as well? Wow, I am so pressing even when I am just using my Broadband, worth every single bandwidth used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, I actually thinks that this song is about some Fairytale Lovestory, where she and her king took over the world or something, but until I Googled it and it gave me the result of this, &lt;a href="http://connect.taylorswift.com/forum/thread/22065/quotLong_Livequot_Thread"&gt;People talks about the song&lt;/a&gt;, which it turns out that the song is about her and her band, but not just this, even the booklet from the album has the picture of her and her band. It already hinted me to begin with, but I am silly enough to believe that it's about some Fairytale stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's how I interpret the song,&lt;br /&gt;"In the back of my mind&lt;br /&gt;The time we stood with our shaking hands&lt;br /&gt;The crowds in stands went wild"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this part is about her and her tour, where she and her band stands on the stage, and shake towards the fans, and everyone gone wild and started screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We were the kings and the queens&lt;br /&gt;And they read off our names&lt;br /&gt;The night you danced like you knew our lives&lt;br /&gt;Would never be the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this part is where she and her band were nominated or awarded for AMA or WMA awards, and at the same night, they are celebrating because they knew that it has totally changed their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said remember this feeling&lt;br /&gt;I passed the pictures around&lt;br /&gt;Of all the years that we stood there on the sidelines&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is about her and her band passing pictures around while they're still not as popular as now, or when they just started the music career, and they're wishing for the fame and popularity like what they've got now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are the kings and the queens&lt;br /&gt;You traded your baseball cap for a crown&lt;br /&gt;When they gave us our trophies&lt;br /&gt;And we held them up for our town"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this means that the band gave up their hobbies or career to persuade this music career. And when they're awarded, they held the trophies in the name of their town? I don't know about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the cynics were outraged&lt;br /&gt;Screaming, "this is absurd"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure this means when they got awarded, some fans or people stand up and says that Taylor Swift and her band don't deserve such award, because they're just some random band that came out of nowhere. A great example is when Mr.Kanye took the award from Taylor Swift and says that Beyounce should get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on to spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Confetti falls to the ground&lt;br /&gt;May these memories break and found."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about this line, but I think it's about the time when she's touring and all those confetti or fireworks she put to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you take a moment&lt;br /&gt;Promise me this:&lt;br /&gt;That you'll stand by me forever&lt;br /&gt;But if God forbid fate should step in&lt;br /&gt;And force us into a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;If you have children someday&lt;br /&gt;When they point to the pictures&lt;br /&gt;Please tell them my name&lt;br /&gt;Tell them how the crowds went wild&lt;br /&gt;Tell them how I hope they shine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this line is about, if the band can't hold on together forever, and forces them to break up, and the next time the band has their own family or offspring, that they should point to the pictures of Taylor Swift and tell them the name, and tell them how the crowds when wild for her and her band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about it I guess, I didn't wrote about the Chorus because I don't really get what it means. Anyway, if you ask me, I hope this song will be the next Singles that will be released by Taylor Swift. Because this song is really meaningful, and this is the song that she make that sings about her band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-8078086909942314082?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/8078086909942314082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=8078086909942314082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8078086909942314082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8078086909942314082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/long-live-walls-we-crashed-throught-all.html' title='Long Live, The Walls We Crashed Throught; All The Mountains We Move; All The Magic We Made;'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TT43IHH_ziI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZxOUHRqKHuM/s72-c/29102010092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-9134553761457429079</id><published>2011-01-24T07:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T07:41:32.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Bieber? No Thank You.</title><content type='html'>Hi Readers! I am glad that there are people that is reading my blog instead of I just post about stuff like my diary where no one reads about it, please leave a comment about my post, make it good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start blogging, I thanks Miss Crystal who shared a plurk about Nintendo rejecting the request of using Mario Theme for Justin Bieber's Movie, which gave me the motivation to post about this. I will share the link later in this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will be blogging about a few reasons why I don't like Justin Bieber, to anyone that doesn't know about Justin Bieber, here's the Wikipedia page of him, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Justin_Bieber"&gt;Justin Bieber&lt;/a&gt;, and if you're still unclear or lazy to read about the Page, I'll summarize it here for you, he's just a little Kid that got spotted by a manager named Scooter Braun that says that Justin Bieber got talent and brought him to Usher. Then his Career started and then here's his first Single,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CHVhwcOg6y8" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, don't her voice sounded familiar? Hey, she sounded like, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M11SvDtPBhA" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my Cousin Jck Sng first shown me this song and say that it's not nice, but he shown me anyway and wanna see my opinion, and my first question was "Why does he sounded like Miley Cyrus? Or she's Miley Cyrus in disguise?". Serious, he sounded like Miley Cyrus or worst, he sounded like a freaking 8 years-old kid, and I don't know what the fuck is Mr.Usher and Mr.Scott thinking about when signing this Kid. Notice how I kept calling him her instead? XD! Anyway, let's play something fun shall we? It's time for comparison,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Likes and Dislikes count for Justin Bieber's One Time Video,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwFryW2V9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/7IN85HzhY9E/s1600/OneTimeLikesorDislikes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="650" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwFryW2V9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/7IN85HzhY9E/s1600/OneTimeLikesorDislikes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the Likes and Dislike count for Miley Cyrus's Party in The USA Video,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwIltyqSbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7hRuN3aSPQA/s1600/PartyintheUSALikesorDislikes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="650" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwIltyqSbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7hRuN3aSPQA/s1600/PartyintheUSALikesorDislikes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, let's do the calculation shall we? To begin with, I'll do the one for Justin Bieber first, which is 188,964 Likes, that's fucking alot Likes he got there, I wonder why do he has so many Likes, even Taylor Swift can't get as much Likes as his. Anyway, let's take a look at his Dislikes shall we? *Drums Roll*, A 235,441! Wow, even more, but it's Dislikes, Tsk, Pathetic Little Brad, and we'll do the percentage okay? Since there are more Dislikes than Likes, I'll use 235,441 as the Roots, so the formula will looks like this, (235,441 - 188,964)/235,441 = 0.19740, and to make it percentage, we'll multiply it by 100, and it'll looks like 19.74%, and since the Dislike is the Root, it'll be -19.74%. Wow, nice value he got there.&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's go on with Miley Cyrus's Party in the USA shall we? She got a good 269,491 Likes and 55,499 Dislikes, then we'll apply the formula, and since Likes is more than Dislikes, Likes will be used as the Roots, so it'll go like (269,491 - 55499)/269491 = 0.7941, and to make it percentage, we'll multiply it by 100, and it'll looks like 79.41%, and since it's roots is Likes, no change will be made. And let's compare, and -19.74% and 79.41%? Wow, Miley Cyrus FUCKING KILLED JUSTIN BIEBER! See, even the artist that Most people make fun of is better than our new little Star, or should I say, Trash? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Addition, our Miss Little Star also likes to produce songs that even a three years old can think or write of, here's an evidence of that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kffacxfA7G4" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to that song, and you'll notice that most of his lines consist of "Baby Baby Baby Ohhhhh, Baby Baby Baby Ohhhhh, Thought you always be Mine.... Oh Baby Baby Baby Ohhhhh." Serious shit, &lt;b&gt;even a little Kid which is around three years old can write a better song than this stupid shit&lt;/b&gt;, and the best part of this Song is featuring Mr.Ludacris, and Mr.Ludacris isn't any better compare to Justin Bieber, but he's just abit Better than Justin Bieber, so the best thing of this song is just Ludacris.  And shall we take a look at whether if Miley Cyrus totally Kills Justin Bieber for this Video? I can't wait to see it, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwP6xgwJnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mIwuTuDIgyA/s1600/BabyLikesorDislikes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="650" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwP6xgwJnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mIwuTuDIgyA/s1600/BabyLikesorDislikes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look shall we? 462,919 Likes, EVEN MORE THAN the previous song I posted! Shall we take a look at the Dislikes? *Drums Rolls*, 856,469 Dislikes! Wow! Even more than the previous one! Let's do the mathematics shall we? Since Dislikes is more than Likes, 856,469 will be the Roots, and it'll looks like (856,469 - 462,919)/856,469 = 0.4595 and multiply it with 100, we'll get a good 45.95%, and since it's Dislikes Roots, it'll be -45.95%. And again, Miley Cyrus WINZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not convinced that Miley Cyrus even better than Justin Bieber? Here's another Music Video to show you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LXUSaVw3Mvk" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song that sings about him singing to someone that is like, I don't know, maybe five or six years older than him? I seriously don't get why he is so desperate to court a girl that is like so much older than him. Okay, let's get back to the Miley and Bieber comparison. Here's the picture of his Likes and Dislikes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwSZkwtgvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/v03UD4RS5Z8/s1600/OnelesslonelygirlLikesorDislikes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="650" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwSZkwtgvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/v03UD4RS5Z8/s1600/OnelesslonelygirlLikesorDislikes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it seems that this video got 104,298 Likes and only a mere 64,223 Dislikes, wow, epic, first video that got more Likes than Dislikes, anyway, let's do the calculation shall we? It'll looks like this, (104298 - 64223)/104298 = 0.3842, and multiply it by 100, we get 38.42% and since it's Likes Roots, no change has been made and compare it with Miley Cyrus's Party in The USA, Miley Cyrus still KILLZ Justin Bieber. Ahem, 3 loses in a Row, what's in Justin Bieber's or his producers mind, that still allow him to be on stage? He should be back stage doing backup singing for girl artists, suits him better.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Notice the comment that I highlighted? That isn't me, but someone awesome that post a comment that I can't really disagree of, he LOOKS FUCKING GIRLY, not just this video, but all video, oh, not to miss out, he sounded like a girl as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's getting boring, let's talk about something else instead of comparing him and Miley. Here's a video clip of Taylor Swift said to him that "Break a Leg", which causes this outcome, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qd_S4xEGQHo" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the video? And look at his stupidity, oh puh-lease, don't try to cover up your own mistakes by saying Taylor Swift is the one to be blamed of, you're making it sounds like, "Oh Taylor Swift asks me to Break a Leg, so I'll break my Foot, since I can't break my Leg because I don't really understands what Break a Leg is for.", Fuck you, don't blame my Goddess Taylor Swift for your own stupidity, and don't talk like you like Taylor Swift or something, she's too AWESOME for you, She's a Goddess and you're nothing but a Singer that produces Trash Music, or is that even music? I got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, remember the Nintendo thingy that I talked about earlier? Yes, even Nintendo doesn't like Justin Bieber, here's the link about the Nintendo thingy, &lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/5739411/sorry-justin-bieber-even-nintendo-hates-you"&gt;Nintendo Hates Justin Bieber too&lt;/a&gt;. It seems that it's not just me, but even an International Company like Nintendo hates Justin Bieber. Why do I say so? Because Nintendo agreed to let the Movie "Scott Pilgrim Versus The World" to use the Theme song of Zelda in the Movie, but he rejected letting Justin Bieber and His Crew to use a Mario Theme for the upcoming Movie "Never Say Never", Featuring Justin Bieber, but of course, it's Justin Bieber we're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still confuse about the previous post? Nevermind, Justin Bieber is filming a Film named "Never Say Never" which is a Documentary about him and his tour, more info please use Google, or some General Infomation can be found here, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Never_Say_Never_%28film%29"&gt;Wikipedia Never Say Never&lt;/a&gt;. I personally think that it's a bad idea, and it's a Movie? Wow, great. :)! Who is him to make such Documentary Movie about himself? EVEN MICHEAL JACKSON got his DOCUMENTARY MOVIE when DIED! Seriously, he should just stick back to TV Show Documentary like other Celebrities does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zVXTC5YS9OM" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, he actually got such a Faithful Hater that actually go to his concert and throw bottle at him. I will seriously Salute to that guy and make him my Idol. :)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Let's compare my goddess's video and Justin Bieber's ones, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwaE6D7PlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4aCtnXdb6Fc/s1600/YouBelongWithMeLikesAndDislikes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="1" width="650" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTwaE6D7PlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4aCtnXdb6Fc/s1600/YouBelongWithMeLikesAndDislikes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Goddess's Video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my Goddess got only 96617 Likes, but she got only 3823 Dislikes! So, it'll looks like this, (96617 - 3823)/96617 = 0.9604, and multiply it with 100, and we'll get 96.04%! OMG! SHE TOTALLY KILLED BOTH MILEY AND JUSTIN BIEBER! SUCK ON THAT JUSTIN BIEBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, saw the highlighted Comment? 100000000000000000000000000% Agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I put an end to my post, I would like to show you another artist that will actually make Justin Bieber sounds like a King of Trash Music, here's the music video for it, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZAHDtzeC_AU" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressed huh? The first time I watched the video is "O_O", for around 10 minutes and my mind totally gone blank, because I thought Justin Bieber is the worst, but then suddenly some random people pops in and make Justin Bieber sounds like a King instead. Good one for making Justin Bieber doesn't sounds like a dough for us, Haters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit goes to &lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/Zac1987"&gt;Zac1987&lt;/a&gt;, for teaching me how to change the pictures into nicer quality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-9134553761457429079?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/9134553761457429079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=9134553761457429079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9134553761457429079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9134553761457429079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/justin-bieber-no-thank-you.html' title='Justin Bieber? No Thank You.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CHVhwcOg6y8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7786415566568074659</id><published>2011-01-23T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:24:36.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Reasons why I don't like "Today Was A Fairytale"</title><content type='html'>Hello People, have you guys ever wondered why do I wanted to blog about things that is contradicting myself as a Big Taylor Swift fan? Nah, I am not those Fan that will actually go crazy over an artist and say everything he/she does to be perfect or whatever, if I hate a song of him/her, I'll hate it and will never say that it's fucking good eventhough it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for you guys that wondered what is "Today Was A Fairytale", it's a single that is released for the Movie "Valentine's Day", on February 2010, here's a poster for it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTvUbVlyR6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/MnDq7M85u_U/s1600/valentinesday2010movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTvUbVlyR6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/MnDq7M85u_U/s320/valentinesday2010movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565275330663565218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice poster eh? Oh wait, who's that beside Taylor Swift? OHMYGOD WHAT THE FUCK IT'S Taylor Lautner! Why is he in the Movie? Worst of all, Taylor Swift is kissing him in the Movie, which caused a great disappointment, Taylor Swift should be dating someone better than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about the Reason shall we? The first and the reason that PISSES me off alot is that it releases exactly 15 FUCKING day away from her Single, "Fearless", for those that wonder what is this "Fearless", here's a video from Youtube, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ptSjNWnzpjg" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song ain't it? I know it is, if you ask me, this song would be ranked first among all the song I've listened while seconded to Long Live, which is by Taylor Swift as well. Anyway, thanks to this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p-S_we8jhi0" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funepic(FuckingUNepic) song that releases 15 days after the "Fearless", "Fearless" never make it on the Radio in Malaysia. Why? Simply because it takes around 2 months or more for a New Single to be known in Malaysia Radios and to play it here, and most importantly, Malaysian likes NEW STUFF, Apparently "Today Was A Fairytale" was a Newer SHIT then "Fearless", Malaysian tend to "ME WAN LISTEN 2 Today Was A Fairytale, and fuck Fearless", that's what Malaysian will do, whenever new things came out, they'll just go for the new things, just like now, how often can you listen to "Love Story" or "You Belong With Me" after ANOTHER NEW SHIT, by Taylor Swift that sings about her Ex-Shitty-Boyfriend Mr. Lautner? Nope, people normally will call and "Me wan 2 listen to Back to December" Back to December my ass, can't you request for some song that makes more sense then a song that sings about some stupid actor that broke up with her? Or at least, request for maybe "Dear John"? Because she sings about John Mayer, which is IDK maybe 6000000000 Times better than Taylor Lautner? Oh please Malaysian. To sum it up, I hate "Today Was A Fairytale" because it causes Malaysia Radio to NOT air "Fearless".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Reason is quite straightforward, because this song is featured in a Movie that has Taylor Lautner, which make it sucks. Just like how "Decode" sucks, but still, I love Taylor Swift and Hayley Williams. :D! That's all I am going to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7786415566568074659?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7786415566568074659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7786415566568074659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7786415566568074659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7786415566568074659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-reasons-why-i-dont-like-today-was.html' title='2 Reasons why I don&apos;t like &quot;Today Was A Fairytale&quot;'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTvUbVlyR6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/MnDq7M85u_U/s72-c/valentinesday2010movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4117309750958902651</id><published>2011-01-19T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T09:56:12.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Plurk?</title><content type='html'>Hello Peoples, the title may looks abit Familiar with someone that had read Miss Foong Vai's blog, which she did wrote about Plurk as well, and I suddenly got the idea of posting my idea here as well, so it might sounds something the same or it might not be, and Foong Vai, I am sorry I got your idea before asking you, but I wouldn't want to apologize to more than 10 thousand people that might post the same idea as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please enlarge the pictures to see the comments, it's all very funny to me and essential for this blog post, please bear with it because I am not very good in photo editting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, Plurk has a Karma system that will makes you have an achievement to gain instead of senseless posting status with nothing in repay and most of the time, you post and no one will reply at all. Anyway, here are some screenies about Karmas, to begin with, I'll post my own Karma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbmsqpynLI/AAAAAAAAADs/2WupNXCJQAk/s1600/Karma.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbmsqpynLI/AAAAAAAAADs/2WupNXCJQAk/s1600/Karma.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563888044701031602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 86.20 ain't it? Kinda little if you ask me, what I am aiming is 95.00. :D! Then it'll be Facebook time again. Anyway, here are the two most intensive plurkers that got more than 100 Karma in my friendlist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbnh_ACsuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uT6e_XnFYKI/s1600/Karmafull1Crystal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbnh_ACsuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uT6e_XnFYKI/s1600/Karmafull1Crystal.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563888960696136418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Girl AKA Miss Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbniM0zp4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Qho81s4JEho/s1600/Karmafull1Leong.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbniM0zp4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Qho81s4JEho/s1600/Karmafull1Leong.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563888964407109506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mouse AKA Leong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I introduce you the "I-Almost-Get-100-Karma" Plurkers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbpzRJtq9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/1tWIg3XUAnw/s1600/KarmaFoongVai.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbpzRJtq9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/1tWIg3XUAnw/s1600/KarmaFoongVai.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563891456649571282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Queen AKA Foong Vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbpyqa1WlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tCV2cT5bfJA/s1600/KarmaWendy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbpyqa1WlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tCV2cT5bfJA/s1600/KarmaWendy.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563891446252395090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Crazyfrenz AKA Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the Karma Freezers or Quitters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbqz9NJN0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tzm3uOWVH4Q/s1600/KarmaYuting.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbqz9NJN0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tzm3uOWVH4Q/s1600/KarmaYuting.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563892567986747202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Rocky Mei AKA Yu Ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbqzufgEGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1PQCc9sbH3o/s1600/KarmaAaron.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbqzufgEGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1PQCc9sbH3o/s1600/KarmaAaron.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563892564037210210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr eLmoooo D: AKA Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbqzeQe0vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qf2Cn5tXJvc/s1600/KarmaAdrian.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbqzeQe0vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qf2Cn5tXJvc/s1600/KarmaAdrian.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563892559679247090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr JaydenLytton AKA Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all about those important people in Plurk that I know. Anyway, there are alot of things that you can do in plurk, it's like a small Diary for you to write down any Major things or even Minors things that happens around you, but of course, for 160 words limits, just like Twitter, but after I've started using Twitter, besides the 160 words limits, both of them got nothing in common. Anyway, let's start with pictures shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important thing that I like is because I am surrounded by people that i like, or love, because they simply will reply to your plurks and it works just like MSN Messenger but despite the time they would take to reply your messages, but still, they will get back to you, unlike Facebook, I always post a status and it seems to be ignored by almost everyone there, but it's different in plurk, everyone I mentioned above will tend to reply my plurk, although not all of it, but most of it, despite how ridiculous the post might be. Let's start with the pictures shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbtg35Z0HI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4jcjbk1Gd6I/s1600/Nonsensepost1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbtg35Z0HI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4jcjbk1Gd6I/s1600/Nonsensepost1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563895538679140466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbuRoBYmKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WeLvVLZ4J9Q/s1600/Nonsensepost3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbuRoBYmKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WeLvVLZ4J9Q/s1600/Nonsensepost3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563896376231237794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbuRRWkf8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BeBRQuFXW-I/s1600/Nonsensepost2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbuRRWkf8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BeBRQuFXW-I/s1600/Nonsensepost2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563896370146082754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how can only a simple .gif picture makes into a long conversation in Plurk? While if I put the .gif on Facebook, I doubt it can even last for 10 Comments, or maybe even less. Anyway, see how I scroll the conversation in the middle? I stopped it at the part of conversation I loved the most, and also very funny if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, in plurk, you can as well, share whatever you're currently doing to everyone that follows you or is the friends of you in plurk, here are some very nice examples,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz2lC7TzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JlzZ0r9_GLE/s1600/Doing4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz2lC7TzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JlzZ0r9_GLE/s1600/Doing4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563902508645699378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz1uiFSQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fevvrgqJmBU/s1600/Doing3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz1uiFSQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fevvrgqJmBU/s1600/Doing3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563902494012426498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz1SHT3UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/F19Zu5UptGc/s1600/Doing2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz1SHT3UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/F19Zu5UptGc/s1600/Doing2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563902486383942978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz00l2lvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-lMIuPP9OeU/s1600/Doing1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbz00l2lvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-lMIuPP9OeU/s1600/Doing1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563902478458984178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how all four pictures are from the same person? Because she's quite awesome, and she's being herself to post whatever she likes in plurk. This is why plurk is for, to let the whole world knows what you're doing. Apparently I didn't take others example because those aren't funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, you can also post about your favorite artist or your obsession as well, like those plurks below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb3hEF6RsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5PYE0vH0WeE/s1600/Fanboying.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb3hEF6RsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5PYE0vH0WeE/s1600/Fanboying.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563906537069102786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb3gqLGqdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yLm7XbopfsM/s1600/Fangirling2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb3gqLGqdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yLm7XbopfsM/s1600/Fangirling2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563906530111564242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb3gGrDcsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u__5f3qKNYk/s1600/Fangirling.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb3gGrDcsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u__5f3qKNYk/s1600/Fangirling.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563906520581894850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plurkers just post whatever their fantasies about their favorite celebrities, even the one that is about getting eaten by Taylor Swift, okay I know that guy is me. :X!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, plurkers are also tend to be very funny at times, here are some examples that I find very funny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb4gVlrCvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GnQ3Hu9rdRY/s1600/Funny2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb4gVlrCvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GnQ3Hu9rdRY/s1600/Funny2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563907624097483506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb4f4PcvRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4W3AMdhDM1Q/s1600/Funny1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb4f4PcvRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4W3AMdhDM1Q/s1600/Funny1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563907616219643154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb8R6BkgFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c7XcSxpd9oI/s1600/Funny3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb8R6BkgFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c7XcSxpd9oI/s1600/Funny3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563911774226645074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how it is funny to communicate with our dear plurkers? Not that it's funny, but plurkers can go off topic and it can go on until more than 30 responses while no one will actually pour you a cold shoulder in plurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, you can also post up about complaints that most people wouldn't even bother to read because they doesn't have plurk accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb6UUNDiDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cpf3-qzqPU4/s1600/Complaints2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb6UUNDiDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cpf3-qzqPU4/s1600/Complaints2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563909616590620722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb6UJDkgxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZdHVpYrnZsU/s1600/Complaint.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb6UJDkgxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZdHVpYrnZsU/s1600/Complaint.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563909613598049042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are more for the first one, but it'll get really sensitive and I will never post it here. Join plurk to see more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last! My favorite plurk and also my favorite response, by myself. O_O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb8SU_2gUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g8NOZn941zo/s1600/Favorite.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTb8SU_2gUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g8NOZn941zo/s1600/Favorite.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563911781467193666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all these pictures, I find them all very funny and also entertaining, it already shows how nice plurk community can be where you can share different things with your friends and also other plurkers that you just knew in plurk. Moreover, you can also get satisfaction from Karma System that I mentioned previously. Alright, I'll end my post here, and again, I apologize for not editing the pictures, but it's just not what I am good at, please bear with enlarging the pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I forgot, you can go to &lt;a href="http://queenpawesomelikeeverything-loved.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_01.html"&gt;Foong Vai's Blog&lt;/a&gt; to find out more about plurks and there are a few more funnier plurk that you can take a look at. Thanks for reading. :3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4117309750958902651?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4117309750958902651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4117309750958902651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4117309750958902651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4117309750958902651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-plurk.html' title='Why Plurk?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTbmsqpynLI/AAAAAAAAADs/2WupNXCJQAk/s72-c/Karma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-9045216397409995339</id><published>2011-01-15T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T23:50:26.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Raise Your Glass if you're wrong, in all the right ways. ; You don't have to feel like a waste of space, You're Original, Cannot be replaced.</title><content type='html'>Again, it's been awhile since I've last blogged. Anyway, saw one of my friend's blog about being Lesbian, which gave me an idea what I should have blog about. See the topic for this post, it actually means alot for me, or maybe for others which are Introvert like me as well, who, got low self-esteem or confident themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's begin with the topic shall we? Let's talk about Homosexual first shall we? Although for some particular people that might thought I am Homophobic, I can tell you that you're very wrong to begin with, why do you have to judge me that I hate Adam Lambert because he's Homosexual? You can't judge me based on that, In my opinion, I think that his voice annoys me, thus making me hate him, your opinion might not be what I think about. Anyway, I admit that I am actually Bisexual, yes, people that prefer on both sexes, Ewww? Yeah, I know most people will say that when they first read this. It's like when someone talk to you about Necrophilia, which is having sex with Dead People, almost everyone will go Ewww. Why do you have to give us the respond to people that prefer sexes or stuff that is not what you prefer? Yes, you might say "Straight people are normal, you're not, because you like same sex as well.", I mean wtf? Have you people ever think in our shoes that it's our own preferences or our urge to like both sexes? No isn't it? And yes, this post is talking about Malaysian nowadays, I mean, Spain, US, Europe and some other country have already accepted Homosexual, why can't Malaysian do it as well. Moreover, Malaysian will tend to avoid people that are NOT STRAIGHT, I mean, the minute you tell them that you're NOT one of them, and the next thing you know is that people will start to leave you, why does people have to do this? There is nothing wrong preferring same gender you see. I know after I wrote this, there will be people that will stop talking to me, or even try to avoid me, so yeah, screw this, I am &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bisexual&lt;/span&gt;, I don't care what you think about me, I am tired of pretending.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I am wrong in your opinion, but I am right myself in mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjVNlG5cZyQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjVNlG5cZyQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P!nk - Raise Your Glass) A meaningful song if you ask me, it might be a weird video, but it means alot. You might be different from others(If you're wrong), but for you, it is normal. (In all the right ways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about something else shall we? Sometimes did you think that you're not worth of doing something, that you sometime thinks that you shouldn't even belong here or be with people you know or you love? You always think that you are not worthy of anything? You are afraid to know people because you are different from the majority? You're afraid that people won't accept you because you're different from them? You're afraid that you might not able to do something that you wanted to do because you're not capable of? You're afraid that you might fail on doing something that you haven't even try of doing? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You're pretending to be another self instead of your true self? You're afraid to show the world who you really are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you should listen to this song, it changed me alot, I like to force myself to smile whenever I am alone to let people to see that I am actually not the kind of person that is Introvert, but now, Screw this shit, I am being myself, I like to be sleepy, frowny, or moody, who cares about how other people think, I just wanna be myself, it's more comfortable to be myself. Actually I know it don't really make sense, but I don't really know how to express it. O_O! Anyway, here's the song I would like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Katy Perry - Fireworks) A nice song, and meaningful as well. You don't have to feel like a waste of space, You're Original, Cannot be replaced.(You're one in a billion, you are yourself, no one can be you, nor you can be anybody, you should be yourself). So, we all should stand up and tell the world who you really are, and stop pretending to be another person! Anyway, Katy Perry got nice lips, feel like kissing her lips, and her "Firework-Shooting-Boobs" looks nice. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this long post, Me still love Taylor Swift and Hayley William the most. :3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-9045216397409995339?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/9045216397409995339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=9045216397409995339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9045216397409995339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9045216397409995339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-raise-your-glass-if-youre-wrong-in.html' title='So Raise Your Glass if you&apos;re wrong, in all the right ways. ; You don&apos;t have to feel like a waste of space, You&apos;re Original, Cannot be replaced.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1483509463735368506</id><published>2011-01-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:30:47.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2010, also the end of my Birthday Month on 2010. :D!</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've last Blogged, always lazy to blog about almost everything. Anyway, alot of things happened on December 2010, and also known as my Birthday Month. I'll consider that month to have the most things happened around me.&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, I'll talk about some minor things:&lt;br /&gt;- Learned how to play "The Only Exception" - "Paramore".&lt;br /&gt;- Learned how to play "Long Love" - "Taylor Swift".&lt;br /&gt;- Gained Weight.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched "Tong Sam Fong Bou" for the sixth time.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched "Gong Zhu Ga Dou" for the sixth time.&lt;br /&gt;- Get to knew alot of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Learned to cook "Carbonara".&lt;br /&gt;- Deactivated Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, quite alot isn't it? At least it is for me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Let's get back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th &amp; 7th of December 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cj suddenly phoned me and ask me if I wanted to go Karaoke or not, but for sure I'll go since the next day got no college, but I'll go as well eventhough there is class tomorrow, it doesn't really affect much on me. Anyway, Cj first tell me that we're going to the "Da Jui Ba" in Kota Damansara, which at first I got no idea what is "Da Jui Ba" until he told me that it's somewhere in Kota Damansara, which I always when through that place when I go "Makan" with Miss Crystal. Anyway, then Cj picked me up in the Shell near HELP and then Kah Chun picked both of us up in somewhere near USCI. Then we're off to go to the Destination, but we got lost on the way. O_O, it was partially my fault, for not using my GPS because Kah Chun got his working, but then finally I've used mine and got us back to 1U, and from there I lead them to that place. After an hour of Journey, we reached that place and it turns out that they're Closed, quite surprise for a Karaoke to close on Public Holiday, most of it is open because it's Holiday tomorrow. But then, we got frustrated and decided to go back to the "Neway" in Cheras. Let's just skip the Journey okay? Nothing interesting to talk about. Then we reached that place and started singing. Both Cj and Kah Chun complained that I didn't sing much, or in fact, I did sing, but I couldn't sing it aloud because I know I can't sing, but not just myself, but even the Microphone got problem as well. Then Kah Chun changed mine to his, and it got better. But still I couldn't sing it aloud. Anyway, I am the only one that didn't get As High As the two from Singing, they are able to sing till the extend that they're like Drunken by the song or something. Too bad my Usb isn't with me, else I can upload the photo here. Both of them stand on the chair and actually sing on it, especially parts with High Pitches. Not just this, they also recorded them singing some song, lolx, it's kinda funny to even think about it. :P! Oh yeah, Cj, I'll make sure I'll pick MORE SONG next time. I know I didn't pick enough. o_o. That's the first time that I go home at around 4am with my friends, except my Roommates.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about this, I manage to ask my mom to go to bed first, else, I'll get like 32 Missed Call? 64? 128? 256? 512? 1024? 2048? 4096? I think 8192 to be exact, if you don't understand this, it doesn't matter. But I am pretty sure Ji Ann will understands this very well. The Tan Sister's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th of December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Crystal and I have been to a Movie of "Social Network", the movie was damn nice because it has a lot of Witty Lines as described by Miss Crystal, you'll probably enjoy it if you understands what they're talking about. Moreover, this movie makes me knew alot about Facebook. Never knew Facebook's Founder, has so many issues about his Co-Founder and also some random person that give him their ideas and then Facebook Founder modify it and create his own website, which it began with it's name, Thefacebook.com. And, there is one line I love the most in the Movie, "If a Carpenter is to make a chair, then he'll have to apologize to a few millions of people?", it's damn true. Think first because you start accusing people that they're stealing your idea, because, more than billions of people that could think of what you're thinking. If Albert Einstein didn't exist, someone else will invented the Light or the formula E=MC^2 as well. It's just matter of time when people will invent those. Anyway, before going home, Miss Crystal gave me a Chocolate, it's damn nice and I was about to dip it into my porridge and make it into a "Tong Sui", but I resisted myself and didn't do it, but later even Miss Crystal asked me to do that. LOLX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th of December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day that I think I've been scammed, seriously. My Family, Relatives, and also my Cousins been to a Restaurant in Selayang, for a dinner of course. But, those food aren't that nice, no, H.O.R.R.I.B.L.E. to be exact. It's nice to have a nice dinner with all family together, especially with a big family like mine. :D! Everyone is there to eat, chat or whatever you can name it. But, the food there spoiled this moment. The services are quite Okay, as those workers are quite efficient. You know, my baby cousin is there, and he kept making those noise by hitting those plates, bowls and spoons, sometimes it'll make those utensils to fall on the floor, and those Waiters will get a new one for my Cousin like in an instant. But those food, Eeek. To begin with, the first meal is great, I love the crab meat. But the second, Shark Fin, or I'll call that "Tomato Lookalike Soup with Half Scallop", There is no Shark Fin inside and only one Half small Scallop on each bowl we get. I know Shark is near extinction nowadays, but if you're not going to serve us with Shark Fin, please tell us that you're replacing it with Tomato Soup instead, at least we won't feel that much frustration after we found out that it's NOT Shark Fin soup. And others that just tasted, I'll give them less than 30% out of 100%, except the first dishes and the Fried Rice, which is quite okay. Oh yeah, the floor is kinda scary, it's like, a giant stomp and make all of us fell from second to first floor, and imagine those Waiters running in and out. I am kinda glad that I am alive. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th of December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaur Yang and Yau Kan came visited me that day, it's been awhile since I've last seen both of them. Miss the time when it's back in Highschool, get to hang out in school. At first when they came, we talked about something kinda stupid. Cause Yau Kan actually planned to have a Business on Coffins, yeah, Coffins. Then both of us tell him that he wanted us to die so that he got business, or wanted others to die so he'll get business, but he deny it utterly. I wonder if there is no one dies, who would want coffin for? Decorations? :P! Then we also talked about Future, like how much Salary do you need to manage to survive a family of three, and we have to pursuit Chaur Yang to plan his future. Then we started talking to begin with, and then we actually argue about it, what a stupid thing to argue with. Anyway, then we have to stop it by playing Cards. LOLX! But then Yau Kan told us that he might be going to Singapore to work, it seems that we won't get to meet each other soon or often next time. :/! Can't wait to see them again when I go back to Ipoh, cause after Chinese New Year, I don't know when I will be seeing them again. :/!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;18th &amp; 19th of December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is my Godsister/Cousin's Wedding, she looks damn pretty in her Wedding Gown. Anyway, her wedding gives me an idea that next time my wedding, I am going to play or sing those songs myself. It seems that everyone is busy eating and that guy on stage that is singing seems to be ignored by everyone. So, next time I am going to sing it myself, at least the Bridegroom can get more attention? :/! Why am I talking about this? Actually there is nothing much to talk about, because everything went very smoothly. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all happened, nothing happened to me on New Years Eve or Christmas Eve, don't really bother about those events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to strum "F".&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to strum "B".&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to strum "Bm".&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to play "Over You" - "Daughtry".&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to play "Mine" - "Taylor Swift".&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to play on Drumming "That's What You Get" - "Paramore".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1483509463735368506?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1483509463735368506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1483509463735368506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1483509463735368506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1483509463735368506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2011/01/end-of-2010-also-end-of-my-birthday.html' title='End of 2010, also the end of my Birthday Month on 2010. :D!'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-6501417252868722590</id><published>2010-11-24T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:05:02.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading.</title><content type='html'>It's been two months since I've last updated. Lots of things happens, but always lack of motivation to update the blog. But something caught my thoughts these few days when I've seen alot of changes happens to the world around me, taught me to realized that EVERYTHING will fades, and soon will disappear no matter how hard you try to maintain or to keep it. For instances, like Ice Cubes, no matter how hard you try to maintain it's shape by putting it into the Fridge, it'll still deform in the middle of the maintaining process, there will be a very slight changes or major changes depending on how you maintain it. But, even if you don't maintain the Ice Cube, it'll still deform by melting itself. Thus, I've learned something that I shouldn't really bother about maintaining whatever is important to me, because when things happens, it'll just fade like the Ice Cubes. The harder I try to maintain it, the sadder I'll become if it still fades, so what's the point of maintain all these things? I don't really see the point of it. Let's not take Ice Cubes shall we? Let's talk about a Laptop, no matter how hard you try to keep it clean from viruses, updating Anti-Virus daily, refraining yourself from any harmful websites, emails, or chat messengers. But, how could you tell if there's one day a virus that is yet to be detectable by the Always-Updated-Anti-Virus of yours, contained in a websites that you always trusted, or emails you always trusted to attack your precious Laptop. You'll never know all these will happens, even if you cut yourself out from internet, what makes you so sure that the virus won't attack the Laptop by sharing pendrive or USBs. Even if you keep the Laptop to just yourself, no internet, no sharing pendrives or USBs, one day, your Laptop will eventually betrays you and dies off by itself. What's the point of protecting it all along if it will be dead someday? Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the reason why I am updating my blog because I realized that there are alot of good things that used to be own or happens to be, is fading now, and soon will disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-6501417252868722590?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/6501417252868722590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=6501417252868722590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6501417252868722590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6501417252868722590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/11/fading.html' title='Fading.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1142309355912176250</id><published>2010-09-18T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:27:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weak and Undecisive</title><content type='html'>Is posting this through my phone, so it might be a very short post, but I will still talk about it before Blogging is not in my mind anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Have you all ever felt that you're weakest in the group, you will drag your groupmate down, but when they're doing something, and you want to get involved just because they're the only group you can get along with, and also comfortable with when you're not in your hometown?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I felt that now. I seriously wanted to get involved, but I realized that I am the one that dragging everyone down, I don't really know what I should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1142309355912176250?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1142309355912176250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1142309355912176250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1142309355912176250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1142309355912176250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/09/weak-and-undecisive.html' title='Weak and Undecisive'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2370840132579901033</id><published>2010-08-30T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:48:36.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Years of College Life.</title><content type='html'>It's been quite awhile since I've last blogged about myself. Actually, this post is not really related to what happened today, or yesterday, it's something about the stuff that I've wanted to express for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;  It's been quite awhile this question had bugged me, "What would happens if I get a C for my Bahasa Melayu in SPM?", actually, I does think about this when I first joined college life, I mean, I've always think that why am I so stupid that I can't even get a C for my Bahasa Melayu? Now I've been stuck in this place, with no friends, and it's lonely here. I wanted to go back to Ipoh, so badly, that I actually cried on the first night, that's the first time I cried after I've over 15 years old, I apologized to those that I've always told that I've never cried after 15 years old, but actually I did. Anyway, let's get back to the topic, but I think about it again now, It's actually a FUCKING STUPID IDEA THAT I'VE THINK THAT GOING COLLEGE IS A BAD IDEA. I mean, without coming to college, I wouldn't met my awesome Roommates, Gandhi and Sarah, in terms of friends, both of them plays a very big part in my life, they've change me alot, in terms of my life, one of it is that, something that I thought will never happens to me, going out after 12am, it's them to make me realize that they're the only one that makes my mom agree to lets me go out that late. Secondly, Crystal, she also, plays a larger parts in my life in my college life, I mean, she made me realized that I should always listen to only myself, but not advise of others, if I like the idea of leaving my hair long, then let it be long. Let's not talk too detailed, because there's too many. Anyway, let's go on, next are those that I always hang out with in HELP, and outside of HELP, for instances, Kah Chun, CJ, Nigel, Shyuan Mey, Kit Yeng, Kah Mun, Tze Yang, Jinny, Wee Siong, Esther, Yen Torng, Shih Ngen, Wendy, and Aaron. Thanks for asking me out when there's an Outing, back in Secondary School, I am always the one that get leftout, don't ask me why, I don't really know. You guys also plays a very important part in my life, because everytime I go out with you, my idea of going overseas, will fade bit, by bit. Because I don't want to go to overseas, while bringing this memory with me, how important you guys are to me, I can't put down all of you because you all also play a very big part in my life. I don't want to be lonely again, I can't stand being lonely again like what happens in my Primary, Lower Secondary, and the Starting of College Life, I wanted to be with my friends, Forever, like how I wanted to be with my Families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2370840132579901033?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2370840132579901033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2370840132579901033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2370840132579901033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2370840132579901033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-years-of-college-life.html' title='One Years of College Life.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7701874340338602704</id><published>2010-08-02T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:19:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Album's of July: "Nightmare"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.metalhammer.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/a7xnightmarealbumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.metalhammer.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/a7xnightmarealbumcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I really should get a hobby, or some kind of tactic that can makes me have the motivation to starts saving money to use it for something, and the idea came into my mind when I gone out with Crystal and Michiko last week to watch Inception in One Utama, where I saw this Epic New Album of my Inspiration Band, Avenged Sevenfold. It's named "Nightmare", well, I must say, this Album really cost every single penny I spent on buying it, although I really missed The Rev, who also known as Jimmy Sullivan, RIP "The Rev". I don't think I'll find myself a new inspiration on my drumming, The Rev will always be the one that makes me eager to play like him, one day. I wonder when will the day comes, but still, it's not illegal to dream am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's get back to the album:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbOwcVAlFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qNnnwAKSV0c/s1600/02082010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbOwcVAlFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qNnnwAKSV0c/s320/02082010008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500811326512993362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cover of the Album, I must say, I really liked the cover. I always wonder if there's a shop somewhere that I can use this cover and make it into the cover of the shirt as well, it would be so awesome. If there's anyone who knows where I can get such a services, please drop me a message and I'll be very thankful to you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's get to the interior of the album:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbPx2n_x9I/AAAAAAAAACA/28F_NAjMzq8/s1600/02082010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbPx2n_x9I/AAAAAAAAACA/28F_NAjMzq8/s320/02082010009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500812450263451602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbRSRSjn2I/AAAAAAAAACI/1h-W3XetEQI/s1600/02082010011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbRSRSjn2I/AAAAAAAAACI/1h-W3XetEQI/s320/02082010011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500814106688724834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Jimmy "The Rev" Sullivan, you will always be my Idol, no matter what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Still, sorry for the pictures quality, my phone don't really have a high Megapixel to snap a very good picture out of it, but that's the best quality I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to the song.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Single, "Nightmare".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/94bGzWyHbu0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/94bGzWyHbu0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think this Album is very good, but it's not the best compare to their Self-Titled and "City of Evil".&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, "Fearless" by Taylor Swift, or "City of Evil" by Avenged Sevenfold will be the next Album I'll get, on either August or September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7701874340338602704?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7701874340338602704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7701874340338602704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7701874340338602704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7701874340338602704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-albums-of-july-nightmare.html' title='My Album&apos;s of July: &quot;Nightmare&quot;'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TFbOwcVAlFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qNnnwAKSV0c/s72-c/02082010008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1418938635510844070</id><published>2010-07-31T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:16:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Vampires Suck?</title><content type='html'>For nuffnang premiere screening- Vampire sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/vampire_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 442px;" src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/vampire_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I dislike Vampires because they Glitters in the Day, I always thought Vampires will be burnt whenever there's daylight, but not Glitters around, ohhhhh Shinies. It totally break the most important rules of being a Vampire. They should always stay in their coffins in Daylight and comes out and hunt for their prey at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with &lt;strike&gt;Mortals&lt;/strike&gt; FOODs, I seriously don't get why most of the time there's a Vampire in a group would fall in love with a Mortal and keep telling them that they're not gonna suck their blood, even that the vampire have to starve. Why those vampires starve themselves instead of sucking the blood out of their loves one? Isn't that their FOOD as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic acts whenever they're sucking blood from their victim, okay, I don't really get what's with all those dramatic acts of those vampires and their victims whenever they wanna consume their FOOD, the girl victim will always got scared, and faint, after that, the vampire will catches her, and do all those weird eye gestures and actions, before sucking the blood from her neck. Why can't they just suck the blood from their victim the moment they saw it? Don't their parents told them not to play with their food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the vampire films I watch, the vampires will seduce only ONE FOOD, bring it to somewhere hidden, and consume it. Why can't those vampires tried something new like, catching all the FOOD in the area that they're hunting for their food, and they will have a LONG LIFETIME supply of FOOD, instead of searching for it every single night when they're hungry. Sucks to be them that have to only get ONE food every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, they suck because they looks so awesome with all those superhuman power, turning into bats, and fly around, blood sucking, BEING AN IMMORTAL, but they're scare of Garlic, it has almost the same theory with Elephant and Mice, what's worst is that, GARLIC IS AN IMMOVABLE OBJECT, they are scared of an Immovable Object, what's with all those super abilities but none of those that can stop themselves of fearing a small immovable objects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1418938635510844070?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1418938635510844070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1418938635510844070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1418938635510844070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1418938635510844070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-vampires-suck.html' title='Why Vampires Suck?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7364285114559502841</id><published>2010-06-16T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:30:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Fuck!?</title><content type='html'>Great, I've already got tired of Driving to College everyday in the morning and ends up stuck in the Traffic Jam because of the following reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Busy Bodies. I just don't get why people wants to slow down their vehicles just to peek at what the fuck is happening on the roadside, people arguing, people fighting, someone bang someone else's backside or even if there is an event going on. What the fuck is this? Does all of these things even related to them? Can't they just drive faster so that people won't late for work or for school? Yes, I know that they're not worried about it, because they're not in Hurry, enjoying themselves on the road, listening to their epic music, busy looking outside and try to take a look of what is happening, but know what? I am FUCKING IN HURRY! Even if I am not in Hurry, I wouldn't slow down and look at what the fuck is happening, it's total waste of time. Don't you think that it's meaningless since it's not something very important, it's not even important enough to get on Newspaper or Radio Station.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, People that makes Lanes into Lane. Another case of brainless idiot, why do people want to stop at in the middle of the Slow Lane that is also in the middle of nowhere, then get their ass of their vehicle, blocking the Slow Lane and causes all of those Turtles to drive on the Fast Lane instead? I know, you paid your Road Tax, and I paid it as well, so you and your vehicle should GTFO from the Lanes and park somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Turtles and Elephants. Maybe this is not idiotic act, but still, Slow Lane don't exist for no reason. Please stay back at your lane and only change lane whenever you're going into junction.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's all for now, or I've forgotten about the rest. :/!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7364285114559502841?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7364285114559502841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7364285114559502841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7364285114559502841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7364285114559502841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-fuck.html' title='What the Fuck!?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4703859932011291424</id><published>2010-06-09T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:46:27.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life, New Behavior.</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've updated my blog, but it doesn't matter as it seen, since not much people will be reading it.&lt;br /&gt;To Begin With, this is actually my third week that I am in UCTI, finally almost everything had settled down, new places to stay, new places to go, new friends, and most importantly, I've got myself a new Behavior.&lt;br /&gt;After I've came to UCTI, I've realized that I've been enjoying myself driving around on my free time, rather then sticking with my friend, and his friends, which is so awkward. I prefer driving around, finding a coffee shop, sit down, get a coffee/chocolate and read the books that I've borrowed from my cousin. Although time passes slow, but I've slowly adapted to it, I've came to realized that Friends aren't really that important here compare to of HELP. Don't ask me why, I just feel that way. Maybe because most of the people here are Foreigners, which makes me don't really want to get friends that much. You all do know that Africans are lazy isn't it? &gt;.&gt;! But, at least I've also found myself a "Might be Good" Groupmate for my group assignments, and an African as well. LMAO! Let's hope he'll do his work.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've also found out that my college is just somewhere near IoI Mall. Great, at least now I know where I could go for my 4 hours break, on top of that, there are also tons of places that I could go whenever I had my break, It's not as bad as my friend told me it was. &gt;.&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4703859932011291424?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4703859932011291424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4703859932011291424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4703859932011291424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4703859932011291424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-life-new-behavior.html' title='New Life, New Behavior.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2269129206596202124</id><published>2010-05-10T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:22:22.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brand New Life?</title><content type='html'>Finally, the Holiday will soon come to an end. I've finally registered for the new college that I've planned to move on my degree, UCTI. Never even expected that I'm going to make this step, everyone is suggesting me that I should be going to that college rather then staying in HELP, which I think that it may be a wise decision that I am going to change it anyway. In HELP, they do offer Software Engineering, while in UCTI, they offer Software Engineering and Artificial Intelligent, at least If I choose to go for UCTI, I will have two different choices that I will be able to choose from, rather then only left myself with only a choice. But, every colleges has their Pros and Cons isn't it? The Cons that make me don't really prefer UCTI because we'll have to wear Formal Clothes every single day in the campus, which it sucks so bad. Moreover, it's located somewhere that is quite far from the main city, which I'll have less time to be able to go hang out with my friends back in HELP, or even hanging out with my Lovely Cousins. :P! Anyway, when there is Cons, there will always be Pros isn't it? The Pros that causes me to choose this college is because that It not only offers alot of IT programs, it will provide us with a very good facilities, it don't call themselves as the best leading college in IT for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;There is also two other things that keep bugging me now, to begin with, I must finishes my stupid Bahasa Kebangsaan inorder to get my stupid HELP Certificate and I will be able to get PTPTN with it. Oh great, I wonder why the hell the Government has to set such a stupid rules just to stop us from getting PTPTN from them. If we didn't complete our LAN subjects, there will be NO CERTIFICATE FOR US, so, please complete it ASAP, and you don't have to suffer from it. &gt;.&gt;! Next, Accommodation, Apparently my mom wants me to get a sharing room, so I'll have to pay less in terms of Rental. Seriously, I don't want to get a sharing room anymore, Although I liked my roommates now, but still, I couldn't get used if I'll have to go to some new places, get use of a new roommate that I am gonna get, what's worse if I got an African as my roommate. Okay, I know that I am racist, but I just can't stand them. Most of them aren't as nice as you think they are. =_=. If it left me with no choice, I'll rather starve myself to pay for the rental.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've discovered a new song that it inspire me, and makes me thinks that we shouldn't limit ourselves and others will only a chance, if we had missed out that chance, then there would not be anymore for us. We should always give others a second chances, so that they are able to correct themselves, and prove it to you that they'll be able to do better if you will give them a chance. This doesn't only apply on Lovelife, but also some other stuff that we're gonna experience it sooner or later in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WpEXi4X1fkY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WpEXi4X1fkY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2269129206596202124?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2269129206596202124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2269129206596202124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2269129206596202124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2269129206596202124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/05/brand-new-life.html' title='A Brand New Life?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2243942221452823467</id><published>2010-04-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:31:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip</title><content type='html'>Went to Genting with Kit Yeng, Kah Chun, CJ, Wendy, Shih Ngen, Kah Mun, Tze Yang, Nigel, Jinny and Esther, on yesterday. It was quite a fun trip yesterday, never really imagine that I'll have that much fun going to a Theme Park with friends, or maybe it's because my High School Friend aren't that outgoing compare to of College Friends. Actually, for me it's not the games that are fun, it's fun when you're going out with friends instead, just like the outing last time, it wasn't fun playing the Bowling and watching Movies alone, it's fun because there are friends with you, people that won't make you feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;To Being With, there is actually two things that happened that make me quite embarrassing. First, I tripped myself when I am trying to jump over the fences twice, just because I wanted to save up some energy from walking into the queue. But, thanks to the Failure, I've done a better job after that. :D! There is no Tripping anymore, and I am just jump over without even stepping on the fences. Anyway, It's quite funny when everytime I wanted to jump over, my friends and especially Kah Mun, they'll stop me from doing that, the most funny thing that I've heard is that Kah Mun tell me that she'll get heart attack everytime I does that. @_@!LOLX! Nigel was right also, he said that I am trying to show them that the tripping over is just an Accident for me, it wouldn't happen again. Anyway, let's move on to the next one. I've actually gone into the wrong toilet, @_@! Unbelievable isn't it? Lolx! Can't believe people keep laughing at me when I tell them about that, should've &lt;strike&gt;kept quiet&lt;/strike&gt; share about that incident. Sharing is caring isn't it? Someone told me that I should've share it anyway. :D!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's talk about the Rides now, I've actually enjoyed most of the rides there, it was a fun experience, especially the Corkscrew Roller Coaster, which I've tried it for like 4 or 3 times. Anyway, I've also tried the game where you'll have to toss the token and if you got into some pathetically small circles just to get a small teddy. @_@! But, I've got a medium sized teddy on the first try, and I gave it to Jinny instead. Don't really like Teddy Bear anyway, LOLX! No Offense to anyone, Moreover, CJ also asked me to help him to toss once, and for that ONCE, I've got him a small sized bear as well. Lolx! What should I call that day? Lucky or Unlucky? I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I've also forgot to mention that we've missed the &lt;strike&gt;Stupid&lt;/strike&gt; Punctual bus. This is the first time I heard that a public transport will not act like a Malaysian. How nice of them. Forces us to pay another Rm 25 just to get to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll stop it here, since that's all about it. And, of course, another post that have got no Picture! If you want pictures, please check it on Facebook. Thanks. :D! Almost forgot, Crystal, Shyuan Mey, Kit Yeng, Kah Chun, CJ, Kah Mun, Wendy, Tze Yang, Jinny, Nigel, Yen Torng, Shih Ngen, Aaron, and Esther, I hope that there will be a Next outing with ALL of you guys. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2243942221452823467?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2243942221452823467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2243942221452823467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2243942221452823467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2243942221452823467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/04/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2602586131552331365</id><published>2010-04-17T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:30:08.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the End?</title><content type='html'>Finally, my Final Exams is over, I wonder if this is my Final Semester in HELP University College, planned to change college after Foundation anyway. Let's just hope that I'll pass every subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Yesterday had been a real fun day for me, this is my first time gone out with such a big group of friends, never really expected to have so much fun with it. Especially the bowling part, never even think that it's really that fun, kinda regret that I've always rejected the offer that my father made that he'll train me in Bowling, else I've got something to show off last night. Moreover, I've just realized that yesterday, I've done alot of stuff that had humiliated me. To begin with, I've knocked a Taxi, which causes it to move abit while nothing happened to it. Next, I've supposed to lead my friends to 1U, but ends up everyone got split up and have to go by their own. And lastly, I've almost got banged by a car while trying to get out from 1U. I wonder if all of these is a sign or some sort. :P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2602586131552331365?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2602586131552331365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2602586131552331365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2602586131552331365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2602586131552331365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-this-end.html' title='Is this the End?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7739919356668935307</id><published>2010-04-06T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:09:14.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Options</title><content type='html'>I always wondered, why do people always get into Dilemma, can't people just live the life that they wanted without falling into dilemma? Moreover, It'll force you to choose one option out of two, while both of them are something either very hard, or something that you don't want to lose. It's so hard to choose between both options, because both of them are something important, or am I simply don't want to reject either one of it because I am too pathetic in my socializing skill? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Finals is around the corner, but I haven't even started on studying my Malaysian Studies yet. Felt so lazy about it, aiks. Gonna study it soon, after I've done my assignments. But, let's forget about the sad things, Crystal and I are going to watch How to Train A Dragon, in 1U this Friday. I know I've already watched it, but that show is too good for me not to watch it again. Anyway, Actually I've planned to watch Clash of The Titans as well, but come to think of it, I think it's better to leave it after Finals first, and I can ask everyone else to watch with us. It'll be better, I guess. Let's hope it won't ends up like a disaster like what I asked my Ipoh Friends. &gt;.&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7739919356668935307?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7739919356668935307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7739919356668935307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7739919356668935307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7739919356668935307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/04/options.html' title='Options'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1322271229546876397</id><published>2010-03-28T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:03:30.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder why Dreams will never last forever, or why do it always ends whenever we're enjoying it? Actually, Dreams to most people are something that they don't want to obtain when they're sleeping because for them, it's something that'll affect their sleeps and their following days. But, for me, it's something that I really wanted to have everytime I sleep and I'll get remember everything of it, even the nightmares. In addition, I've also realize that there is once where I suicide in the dream by shooting through my head, I can tell you, I didn't feel any headache, all that I can feel is that my lung suddenly stopped working, or, is that what happens when you shot yourself? I got no idea, there is also once that I tried to hold my breath in the dream, it ends up the same as well, I woke up unable to breath for around 1 or 2 seconds. It indeed does made me have some cold sweat, but I've actually enjoyed it, how dreams are able to affect our bodyparts or organs. Not only normal dreams, I've also Day Dream ALOT, and I mean it. If you come across me staring into blank air doing nothing, that's when I am Day Dreaming, most importantly, I am not controlling what I am thinking, It's like, I am unable to control it, and with my eyes Open. Yes, OPEN. Anyway, I don't really know why I am talking about this, Maybe dream is something I'm really interested in. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1322271229546876397?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1322271229546876397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1322271229546876397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1322271229546876397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1322271229546876397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4330460730191593157</id><published>2010-03-20T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:12:47.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much of Parents Love?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know this is a stupid Topic to even begin with. But, I've just had some conversation with my mom, and I've just realized that she always has no FUCKING confidences with me. She'll have to freaking worry about every single Fucking things that I am doing, for instances, going out or drivings. To begin with, let's talk about Outings/Going Out, why do she always wanted to calls me while I've already told her to sleep first and there's someone that'll fetch me back or accompany in the way? Why do she has to wait till I've reached home then she only go to sleep? Isn't that I've told her that I'll at least Sms her or I'll Phone my dad when I reach home in the middle of the night? Nope, she'll just wait for me until I've reached home eventhough I'll be back around 1A.M., and most importantly, she'll make me feel Guilty when I am going out in the night, makes me feel bad and keep phoning me what Time I'll be back, isn't that I've already told her that I'll be back around 12 or 1? While there is someone else will be fetching me back what, so why don't she just go to sleep first so I can hang out without having any hard feelings or guiltiness? Tsk, moreover, I'm already 18 and is going to be 19 this year, FUCKING 19! Why do others can go out in the middle of the night and their parents can go to bed and all the have to do after they've reach home is either relax or just Sms their parents, while my parents have to keep phoning me? I know that they Love me, but It's too much when they've give too much of it, I mean, I am not a kid anymore, I need to do whatever I wanted to, since there is a reason why I couldn't go out in the night before, because I don't have much friends to go out with, but now, it's different story, I got friends that will go back with me, at least there are someone to guide me home or accompany me if anythings happens, so can you please stop doing this to me? I am tired of it. I just want to go out and hang out with my friends like any typical teenagers. I don't want to be called as Mama's Boy, it annoys me ALOT. &lt;br /&gt;Now, the next issues. Driving, okay I know I am not so good at driving, but, Why can't her just let me try driving back to Ipoh once? You know it's quite hard to go out with me friends because all of them couldn't fetch me and I don't want them to purposely drove their father's car out just to fetch me out. So all of them are forced to go to somewhere NEARBY my house just to have an outing with me. I mean, isn't that easier that I drive my car back so I can go wherever I wanted to without bothering anyone? In addition, I did know that she told me that she don't mind fetching me out, but, Isn't that I'll have to wait for you to fetch me out and fetch me back later? IS THAT A WAITING? Oh wait, I FUCKING HATE TO WAIT, that's why I prefer walking back from Wisma to my Hostel instead of waiting with those crowded people that will suddenly cut into your queue or suddenly come and bang you out of your queue. Why can't they just at least let me try once? I'll drive as safe as possible. Moreover, I've already drove for a year already, all of my friends that know how to drive, had at least drive to different states. While I'll have to listen to you and be a good boy, why? I've always realized that I don't want that much Motherly love, I just wanted to be a typical boy with a mom that Care for me but on the other hand, that she'll let me try things that I've always wanted to try. Like driving back to Ipoh for just once. It's okay that she don't let me drive If I've just started for like 3 months or 2, but It's already a YEAR! A FUCKING YEAR! Why can't she have more confidences in me? I am not the Kian Theong that always don't have confident in himself anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4330460730191593157?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4330460730191593157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4330460730191593157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4330460730191593157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4330460730191593157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/03/too-much-of-parents-love.html' title='Too Much of Parents Love?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7373446245209121059</id><published>2010-03-15T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:24:48.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Holding On...</title><content type='html'>Never expect that I'll update my blog this often, but anyway, I've found out that there is one song that actually, made myself shred to tears. I mean, this song not only make me feel comfortable when I am listening to it, it also made me feel that I am not alone. Actually, I've used to listen to this song years ago, but that time I've only just Listen to it only, without realizing the lyrics and meaning behind it. Here's the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h88cHh3xtBk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h88cHh3xtBk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this song does means alot for me, especially the starting part. "You're not alone, together we stand, I'll be by yourside you know I'll take your hand.", this part does reminds me of my previous Junior Secondary life, where I'll always be lonely, I mean, I does have some friends, but they're not those that I can also talk to and about. Moreover, that songs also made me feel better because it indeed dedicate for those(Including myself) that they're not alone, there will always be someone that'll come and hold your hand, telling you that you're not alone, there'll always be a person or more that'll come and support you no matter what. That's what I think about the songs. Moreover, it's Glee series that made me realized that what is this song all about. :D!&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I've been watching Glee series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/S53dityxm1I/AAAAAAAAABw/2uI_B4pziV4/s1600-h/1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/S53dityxm1I/AAAAAAAAABw/2uI_B4pziV4/s320/1132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448754712666020690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know why am I put that picture out of so many others? It's because she's my New IDOL! She's the only reason why I am watching Glee, seriously, her sense of humor and insults are out of your mind. Although she's always serious when talking about those in the show, but it's funny when You've actually think about it. I've always liked the line that've made by her, "Get ready for the ride of your life, You're about to board "Sue Sylvester's Express", Destination, "HORROR". Lolx! It's funny if you've actually watched the whole series. Now I am hoping that Season 2 is going to release soon, can't really wait to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;Moreover, Glee has also make me feel like singing whenever I'm listening to musics. Although I've used to do that, but now, I've feel that it's much more comfortable to do so. Before this, I've always sing only when there is no one around, or only around friends that I am close with, but now, I've realized that singing infront of others is fun too. Just like what those in Glee think so too. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7373446245209121059?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7373446245209121059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7373446245209121059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7373446245209121059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7373446245209121059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/03/keep-holding-on.html' title='Keep Holding On...'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/S53dityxm1I/AAAAAAAAABw/2uI_B4pziV4/s72-c/1132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2729543118010216568</id><published>2010-03-13T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:32:42.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recalling</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I realized that I've a habit that, when I'm listening to some songs that I used to listen to, it actually brings back some memories of mine. For instances, Fergie's Big Girl Don't Cry, it actually reminds me of World Editing, it actually one of the songs that I've always listen to when I am Making Maps for Warcraft III last time, It had actually accompanied me for quite awhile, gave me some inspiration and ideas on what the map should be and why it should be like that. Next that I want to talk about is Boys Like Girls' Great Escape, it reminds me of playing World Of Warcraft with my old online friends, where we used to raids, dungeons and even PvP, but although I am still playing it now, but, it's not what it used to be like, before. In addition, there's also some songs by Avril Lavigne, Kelly Clarkson, and Mariah Carey, where I used to listen it most of the time when I am in Form 4 or 5 where I am not even exposed to Metal genre yet, which all three of their songs reminds me of the High School life of me when I am in Form 4 and 5. Lolx, don't know why, although it's not as exciting and fun as it is in College now, but, it's still quite sad that I'll have to leave my own family and friends to persuade what I wanted. Not just that, I've also learnt that it's either you're leaving, or they're leaving, nothing lasts forever, not even friends. I guess that is the reason why Social Networking is so popular and important for almost everyone nowadays, that's the only way that we could've contact and hang out with our friends when we've left each other. Haha, sometimes I did realized that I put all my friends in a position that is quite, important. I can't really afford to lose even one of them, but, is that really possible? I think so, it's happening to me now, again. That kind of feeling that is, hard to be expressed. I mean, I did feel very sad and lonely that I'll have to leave my friends and come to KL and study. Although now that I've got alot friends that I've able to communicate or hang out with, but, it's time that leaving will be taking place again. Although I wanted to stop that from happening, but, can I? Ha, highly doubted it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2729543118010216568?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2729543118010216568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2729543118010216568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2729543118010216568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2729543118010216568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/03/recalling.html' title='Recalling'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-8585616035275371478</id><published>2010-03-07T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:52:39.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Computer again.</title><content type='html'>Finally I've got back from the Leadership Camp in Gopeng. Actually, it is quite lonely for me, but the activities there are quite interesting and fun. They have Water Rafting, Caving and lastly, Rope Climbing, or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;  To begin with, I liked Water Rafting alot, maybe because I like to play with water with safety gears and shirts on, I mean, being shirtless is quite not comfortable for me because of the shape of my body I think, I don't really like to be seen especially by Girls, I don't mind when It comes to guys because I've always change my clothes infront of my friends back in Ipoh. But still, let's get back to the point, it was interesting because we're being splatted by cold waters under the hot sun. Moreover, it's quite fun because of our Guide is a funny guy as well, despite he is quite annoying.&lt;br /&gt;  Next is Caving, before I start talking about it, we've been seperated in groups that had been decided by the Guide herself. It consist of 5 Guys and Girls respectively. To begin with, we're actually not allowed to bring TorchLights into the cave, and only two candles are provided. Where we'll have to save up on using it. Trust me, it's pitch dark inside without the candles, and the cave is used to be a Communist Gathering area, and the guide actually tell us that those Communist actually gathers there without even bringing candles or torch, I wonder how do they see each other, or how do them know who they are communicating with. Anyway, I've been fell down twice when it comes to climbing, Lolx, I know I am clumsy, :/ but still, thanks to my groupmates that keep helping me up whenever I fell down, I am actually glad that I had them as my groupmate, although I don't really know them well. And most importantly, thanks to the Activity, I've gotten some &lt;strike&gt;Scratches&lt;/strike&gt; Souvenir back with me as well. And not to miss out, In the Caving Activity, I actually think that the Girl Guide is quite hot. :P!&lt;br /&gt;  Lastly, it's rope climbing, there is actually there elements there, but I've only done one. Thanks to this, I've come to realize that I am not just Afraid of Height, but I am VERY AFRAID OF HEIGHT, But still, I've managed to complete the so-called "Moderate" one. Not much to talk about this one actually. :/&lt;br /&gt;  But still, thanks to this camp, I've known alot more friends that I might not even approach when it comes to College. :D! Or I might have even Agitated some people. :/! Lolx! I don't really know. In addition, I've also just realized that I don't approach to my friends whenever they are with their own gang of friends, no matter it's guy or girl, I just, don't want to approach you because I'm just afraid that my friends' friends might think that I am like somewhat, a person that desperate for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;attention&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, Crystal Lam, it's not applicable for you, I'll still approach you when you're with your friend. :D!&lt;br /&gt;  I think I'll stop here since &lt;strike&gt;Assignment&lt;/strike&gt; World Of Warcraft is waiting for me. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-8585616035275371478?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/8585616035275371478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=8585616035275371478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8585616035275371478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8585616035275371478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-for-computer-again.html' title='Time for Computer again.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-145398497907654260</id><published>2010-03-04T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:36:05.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not 2Pier, it's 2PieR!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile since I've last updated, but bear with it, since I always felt lazy to do so. By the way, let's get back to the topic, sometimes I realize that it's annoying when people don't know how to pronounce my username in Plurk or some other websites or games, they'll read it as 2-Pier and laugh at it. Seriously, I don't get why is it so funny, because you've pronounced it inaccurately? Tsk, it should be pronounced as 2-Pie-R, not 2Pier, do you really think that I capitalized the "R" of my name without purposes? Well, you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Yesterday I've got back my Engineering Mathematics Paper, and I've only scored 7.5/20, wow, that was impressive, and my lecturer kept telling me that he is disappointed and he expected more from me, because he said that I did very well and fast in class, while I did very badly in Exams, actually, it's not so true. The real thing is that, my roommate's girlfriend asked me to study while I said "It's Just Mathematic", thus, making me to fail. If you're thinking about it's bullshit, think again. This is not the first time that I've encountered such thing, everything when I kept quiet and don't study, I'll score at least what I've expected, while when I said something about the subject is quite easy, I'll fail the subject or don't get what I wanted! Just like what it happened for my C Programming and Visual Basic. :/!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-145398497907654260?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/145398497907654260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=145398497907654260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/145398497907654260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/145398497907654260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-not-2pier-its-2pier.html' title='It&apos;s not 2Pier, it&apos;s 2PieR!!!!'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-9082085911839358095</id><published>2010-01-19T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:00:49.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Exorcism'</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, when I am listening music with my phone, I've just realized that there are tons of unwanted or so-called Unholy songs existed in my phone. Seriously, I don't really remember how I used to liked those songs, for example, Charmilliom, or whatever name is that, which I couldn't even spell it out right. So, I've finally decided that I should Exorcise all of those Unholy Songs out of my Phone, which is more then 200++ of it. Wow, Unbelievable, took me around 1 hour to delete everything. And finally, I've stuff in songs that I've liked alot or songs that I might listen like, Taylor Swift, Avenged Sevenfold, Arch Enemy, and even Disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I realized that I don't really liked the timetable for this semester, maybe because there wasn't anyone for me to TEASE with. You know, it's fun that have someone in the class that will argue every single thing with you, especially when they'll make you speechless. But still, I have finally took the Malaysian Studies, aiks, at least I am lucky that I have get Ms.Belinda as my lecturer instead or Sumatri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-9082085911839358095?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/9082085911839358095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=9082085911839358095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9082085911839358095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9082085911839358095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/01/exorcism.html' title='&apos;Exorcism&apos;'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2882552281524999763</id><published>2010-01-16T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:07:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floating...</title><content type='html'>Aiks, finally I have get myself up and post something and revive this blog, for the sake of peoples asking me to post something on it. :D!&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, that days it's the day that I've first force myself to sleep before 11:00P.M. in this year of 2010, I actually can't believe that I've done it myself.:P! But anyways, what happened was, the moment I've closed my eyes, I can actually feel that I am in False Awakening, where I find myself up to my bed again.(Don't ask my how I know I know that I am in False Awakening, If you've seen me in either Intermediate or Advanced English Class, you'll actually know why.). But, interesting stuff had happened right after I have False Awakening is that, I am feeling very sleeping, where I don't even bother to wake up myself, thus, forcing myself to fall asleep again, but these are not really important, the important part is that, right after I've closed my eyes, I can feel that my body is actually floating, from my legs to my head. But the thing is that, I don't really feel that there are anything pulling me, instead, it's like my body is repelling me off from it. Moreover, after I've completely got out of my body, I can feel that my body is moving, in a very fast speed, in which, it only lasted for like 5 or 6 seconds, and finally I got up, in my own body.:D!(And I am not afraid even a bit, because it's just a dream.). Come to think of it, is it a sign of something?I wonder what it is. The dream had never came back.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've been wondering whether I am too lucky or too unlucky on Friday. That day is that day where I've promised my relatives and my Parents that I am taking my car to changes it's Wheels, and the thing is that, the moment I got out of the guard house from my cousin's house, the Tire seems to be, leaking, thus, only the Ring can be seen on that moment while the tire is totally flat. Come to think of it, I am quite lucky because my Grandpa is following me in the car as well, where he can go back and get some equipments for me to changes it's tire. Changes it's tire huh? Ha, have to say, that time is my first time doing it, I've only seen my instructor changes it before, and had never tried it. But still, let's get back to the point, after I've done changing it to the spare Tire, and I'll have to follow my Grandpa to the Tire Shop that he mentioned before. And when I've reached there, I've phone my mom and my Grandpa will talk in place of me.(I'll surely argue with her again if it is car related stuff), and yes finally my Grandpa pass the phone to me, and we argued, it's not about the price of the tire, but it's about me Changing the Tire, What the firebolt? I don't really see any problem changing my Tire? Moreover, it's called Experience, if I don't try it now, I'll have to try it next time, which means, I'll have to try it eitherway. But still, finally we stopped arguing. Hate it when it comes into talk with her in Car related stuff, and wearings. Just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all I'll post about, not sure when will be the next time I'll post.:D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2882552281524999763?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2882552281524999763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2882552281524999763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2882552281524999763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2882552281524999763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2010/01/floating.html' title='Floating...'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-8721605419887842364</id><published>2009-11-08T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:07:24.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted to....</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had dinner with my girl cousins. :D! And know what, I've ordered Lamb, again.:P! Can't not to order when I see the Lamb is on the list. In addition, it's tasty as ever.:P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've always have the feeling to have my own band, or in short, I've always wanted to stick to one band. Because I've enjoyed the band training by Concerto and also I've also admire those that are able to play very well in band, just like what I've seen in Concerto and also Auntie Kim's house.&lt;br /&gt;I also hoped that I can have my own band, playing songs together when there are time, and most importantly, can play in front of the crowd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-8721605419887842364?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/8721605419887842364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=8721605419887842364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8721605419887842364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/8721605419887842364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/11/wanted-to.html' title='Wanted to....'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1829239707491873481</id><published>2009-09-13T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:04:43.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Weekends.:D!</title><content type='html'>Haha, I think I've had a nice Weekend this week. I've watched the Movie UP by Disney with my Girl cousins and their parents.:D!Haha, rare case ain't it?. Yeah, yeah...I know it is childish to most of you here, but indeed I myself thinks that It is quite childish though, but still...Have to say but, this Movie is fantastic, I've given it 7/10, it is very funny, and lame at the same time.:P!&lt;br /&gt;In addition, In the movie, there is one girl who named Ellie. Oh my god, seriously, she looks cute when she is still a child while when shes an adult, seriously, she is very pretty. Haha, she is now ranked 2 in my most beautiful Friction Character list, where first will always be God Eye Galatea.:P!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/Sq4DqxuM-SI/AAAAAAAAABo/lmirYCTimVU/s1600-h/carl_ellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/Sq4DqxuM-SI/AAAAAAAAABo/lmirYCTimVU/s320/carl_ellie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381242638190836002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/Sq0VvhDTOLI/AAAAAAAAABY/_MRzRVJe3uo/s1600-h/Up325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/Sq0VvhDTOLI/AAAAAAAAABY/_MRzRVJe3uo/s320/Up325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380981035847858354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moreover, I've went dinner with my Girl cousins and their parents that day and yesterday as well, nice food they've introduce me.:D!I love those food.:P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, when I was having Band playing in Concerto on Sunday, it was quite nervous since it was my first time, I thought that they'll get those who're way better then mine to play with me..But luckily they choose those who're almost the same level as me to play with, I was like, PHEW..Luckily..I wouldn't feel that pressure. By the way, it was very fun indeed playing with others instead of playing by yourself...I don't know why.:P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, it is quite frustrating...Argh...Discussion Essay for Advanced English...Argh..How pathetic..So many rules to follow...I hate rules...Why can't we just do it in our own way instead?But there is one thing that is very funny today when on Visual Basic class, I've called her "Little Girl" and there another girl came and reply "What Little Girl?I am the Little Girl isn't it?".LOLX!It was so funny, at least people in that class Acknowledge my existence.LOLX!It was quite boring, we should really abolish Lecture class and Tutorial class, and make it all 3 is Pratical Class instead, It would be alot more easier for the Lecturer and Us..The students.:P!Also, today when I was having Dinner, infact it is just 3:30, but still its dinner for me here, since I wouldn't eat at night. Lets get to the point, when I was eating, a girl came up and claim that she is from some other university and planned to ask us to do some charity for her. Yet, we rejected the special offer of her. But, after she left, Someone said that the girl cursed both of us when she is leaving.@_@.LOLX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just getting annoyed by some of my friend back in Ipoh. Seriously, I don't know why the everytime they talked to me, they'll ask me to do stuff for them..Seriously, I hate this thing..Do them even know that I've got my own life to live with?Why must them only ask favor from me?Am I a tool, or a friend to them?I don't really know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1829239707491873481?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1829239707491873481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1829239707491873481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1829239707491873481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1829239707491873481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-weekendsd.html' title='Happy Weekends.:D!'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/Sq4DqxuM-SI/AAAAAAAAABo/lmirYCTimVU/s72-c/carl_ellie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-4614968787671282893</id><published>2009-09-08T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:40:13.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我也要玩！：D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1)大名: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2)生日:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 12/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;3)谁传给你的: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;4)生日想拿到什么礼物: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)最近压力大的事: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAN Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;6)想做的事: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;7)有没有喜欢的人: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As Friend or As Crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;8)跟谁出去最幸福+快乐: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;9)如果你的好朋友吵架了,你会怎么做: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;10)最想和别人去那里: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;11)圣诞节想做什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;12)最想跟谁庆祝圣诞节: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone I Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;13)最近在做什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slacking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;14)有几个兄弟姐妹: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Sister.:D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;15)最喜欢的一首英文/华文歌:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Any English song that is nice.:D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;16)喜欢什么颜色: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black, White, Blue and Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;17)上厕所会不会冲水: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you think?&gt;.&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)喜欢男还是女生:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Girls larh obviously.&gt;.&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;19)最想大大声说什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;20)半夜敢不敢上厕所: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toilet will eat me is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;21)你现在最恨谁: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently, No one.:D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;22)现在喜欢做什么:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Slacking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;23)睡相好不好看: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;24)现在的时间: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:30P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;25)是否厌恨传给你这卷子的人: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;26)体重多少: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More than you could imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;27)今天天气: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cloudy.:D!I love Cloudy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;28)如果忙完了你最想做什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;29)失眠后会怎样: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overcome My Sleepiness with my Willpower.WAkakakaka.&gt;.&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;30)你晚上睡觉会不会尿床: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obviously Won't.&gt;.&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;31)你晚上睡觉会不会流口水: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It happens sometimes.@_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;32)你有没有吃过夜宵: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I am too hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;33)近期开心的事: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;34)自由对你来说重要吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very.:D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;35)你觉得在朋友当中谁最性感: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Lee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;36)你觉得你比较笨还是聪明: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;37)你比较喜欢爸爸还是妈妈: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;妈妈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;38)你现在最想看到谁: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone.:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;39)你爱看戏吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bit.Might as well play Games better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;40)你敢向你讨厌的人说"我恨你吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;++附加问题++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你打算几时结婚啊: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你喜欢你的生活吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;相信塔罗牌吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;睡觉前所做的事情: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daydreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你的偶像: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor Swift, Avenged Sevenfold and Avril Lavigne,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你喜欢的季节: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;最想去的地方: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;最讨厌怎样的性格的人: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你会抽烟吗: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你会喝酒吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你常哭吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你常笑吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;想睡到几点: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.00A.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;朋友和情人你会选谁: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;机会+命运你会选谁: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你很自恋吗:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NO!HELL NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你有穿耳洞吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这问卷多不多: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;喜欢吃冰吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;现在幸福吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;房间里最重要的东西是什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有朋友你会怎么做: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;如果天使给你实现一个愿望,你想要什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More Wishes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;这个问题废吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;喜欢那个水果: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pineapple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;最怕人家问你什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;喜欢下雪吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;下辈子要做什么: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't know.:P!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;希望再被tag吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;没事做你喜欢等人吗: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;好像还要答一下这些问题哦哦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1. 是谁传給你这份问卷的:: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 你们认识多久呢:: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Semester.:D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 你觉得他(她)对你來说很重要吗::  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 你与他(她)的关系是::  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 你觉得他(她)的个性如何:: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay.:D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 请问他(她)的兴趣是:: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 他(她)在你心目中是几分:: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-4614968787671282893?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/4614968787671282893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=4614968787671282893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4614968787671282893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/4614968787671282893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/09/d.html' title='我也要玩！：D'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-9057514665108623667</id><published>2009-09-03T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:35:57.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Satisfied or Desperate?</title><content type='html'>Firstly, on Tuesday, when I am trying to set my timetable for my Malaysian Study, I found out that It actually clashes with all the classes for Visual Basic!Wednesday, three classes, Group A and Group B clashes with Visual Basic, seriously, it is already out of my list.But, Group C, clashes with Advanced English Group B, so, I planned to drop that Group B so that I could join Group C of Malaysian Study. But, the good part is, when I was about to drop out from Group B, I suddenly found out that EVEN GROUP C CLASHES WITH VISUAL BASIC ON Thursday AS WELL!Oh my god, seriously, does those staffs from HELP even know how to set the timetable properly so that WE can CHOOSE WHATEVER SUBJECT we wanted to take?Seriously, my plan on having only three subjects on Semester three was totally RUINED by this freaking Malaysian Study. Seriously, Why do we even have to take this freaking stupid subject in the first place?In order to persuade us to be more Patriotic?If it is so, seriously, they failed completely. What does the outcome they get?More money from us, obviously. But whats the CONS of it?More people will be complaining how unnecessary this subject is, and how waste of time it is. Seriously, those people got nothing better to do then coming up with this stupid Idea of having LAN subject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On the other hand, I think I should be Satisfy instead of being Desperate of having Malaysian Study class this semester. The good thing happened to me is that, my Roommate finally disappeared into somewhere else. Good, finally can have a peaceful life without someone nagging me to close the window just because those Mosquito are biting him, while I have to sacrifice myself where I'll get Suffocated because of lack of Oxygen and Mosquito keep biting me for no reason. Moreover, he told me "You should get a Part-Time Job, so that you could afford more expensive electricity bills. Where I can on the aircond when we're sleeping.", Seriously, doesn't he realized that I've been Sneezing my nose like there is no tomorrow since he came in?In addition, I've already told him that I doesn't want to on the Air-Cond, Yet, he told me that freaking stupid line, obviously he want me TO WORK, SO THAT HE COULD ENJOY!Seriously, I have to work my ass off just let him Enjoy himselves?Who the hell is he?My Grandfather?If he wanted to ENJOY that much, he could've just WORK and pay 80% of the bill, Then I'll let him on the air-cond 24/7 or whenever he like. But he doesn't, paying on 50% of the bill, yet have to complain that much, seriously, he only thinks of himself as a Foreigner, doesn't he think of me that I ain't living in KL as well?What doesn't get used of the temperature here, what wanted the room to be COLD all the time and I should be the one that letting him do whatever he wants to the room?HELL NO!Seriously, if he freaking doesn't get used of the temperature and wanted to on the air-cond, ain't that I also couldn't get used to the Temperature of the air-cond as well?What wanted the room to be COLD all the time, Doesn't him think of I doesn't WANT A COLD ROOM ALL THE TIME INSTEAD?Moreover, I am the one who've moved IN INTO THIS ROOM first, NOT HIM. Alot of time wasted to get used of the enviroment here, and when he MOVED in, then I'll have to change my 2 months EFFORT just BECAUSE OF HIM?WHAT THE HELL!?Talk about who should let who to do what, isn't that HE should be THE ONE that should let me to do whatever I want since I am younger then him and more IMMATURE compare to him!?&lt;br /&gt;  Talk about Immature, He kept calling me Immature just because HE THINK that I Doesn't SLEEP inorder to OPEN THE WINDOW when he CLOSED IT. Seriously, only such people that got nothing better to do like HIM will do that. I only WAKE UP when I felt it was too hot and I almost suffocate, so that I would Open the Window. Moreover, he Called me IMMATURE, yet he acts like one as well. He was playing with my Laptop's cable, he pulled it out, and I plug back in and then he did the same thing, non-stop, just to get my attention, but ends up, HE EPICALLY FAILED, seriously, he told me "I know that I am annoying and you're nervous now, because you're scared of me.", I was like, What the fuck?I've been worried about my freaking LAPTOP Why It doesn't connect to the WIFI in the Residence, and he keep coming up with those lame excuses to make me Mad, Moreover, what Annoying, seriously, inorder for him to even touch the borderline of my limit, It would take him ages to do so. I've two MORE ANNOYING COUSIN compare to him. But still, He gave up trying just because HE WOULDN'T ABLE  TO GET MY ATTENTION, the moment I get into the room, I didn't even let an Alphabet come out of my mouth, and the moment he gave up and he gone up, the Alphabet count that they come out are, still zero. He failed Epically on Irratating me and failed epically on even making assumption why I looked so worried. What a Loser.&lt;br /&gt;  Thirdly, Ha!I finally cleaned my toilet. Seriously, it looks as clean as I just moved in.Seriously, when both my previous roommate, whom they both are before my Korea Roommate(The Stupid One That I Kept Talking About), they keep the toilet very clean, the moment they moved in, and the moment they moved out, the toilet stays like how it looks like when they Moved in. But, when the Stupid One came in, the toilet started to change, when the first day I met him, he complained to me thatthe numbers of hair that I fall off are alot, but, seriously he should see what he did to the toilet, HIS hairs are blocking the hole where the water will be leaving, thus making BLOCKAGE To happened. Moreover, not only hairs, HIS TOILET PAPER AS WELL, seriously, the whole toilet is clogged with TOILET PAPERS, HIS HAIRS, and even LECTTUCE!!!!Everytime someone done bathing, the toilet will, in fact, turned into a Swimming Room instead of toilet. ZZZZZZ!But, Finally he left, now my toilet is as clean as before. Spend hours to clean it and a few Sponges and tons of Detergent were wasted.:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-9057514665108623667?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/9057514665108623667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=9057514665108623667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9057514665108623667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/9057514665108623667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-satisfied-or-desperate.html' title='Be Satisfied or Desperate?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-275064998934085988</id><published>2009-08-28T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:52:19.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SpfgF2JOSEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_k49mldgigk/s1600-h/screenRetribution+HR003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SpfgF2JOSEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_k49mldgigk/s320/screenRetribution+HR003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375011071328143426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the EVIL LAUGH OF OUR ALMIGHTY CRYSTAL.LOLX!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-275064998934085988?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/275064998934085988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=275064998934085988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/275064998934085988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/275064998934085988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/08/evil-laughs.html' title='Evil Laughs'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SpfgF2JOSEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_k49mldgigk/s72-c/screenRetribution+HR003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-6045509091340453039</id><published>2009-08-28T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:51:34.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Worried Has Been... Over.</title><content type='html'>Finally!They've released the result for my Finals Exams and the Score for the total assessments. Woah, it was quite happy and shioking that I've passed everything!Ha!At least I doesn't have to worry about what do I have to tell my mom inorder to get another RM1400 off her wallet.:P.Moreover, I could spent less time staying the "Terrorist Shelther Like" underground campus now!What Is More, I don't get to see Ms.Annie now, since she said that she'll make us REGRET IF WE GETS TO SEE HER AGAIN IN HER CLASSES. Aiks, that was quite scary actually, judging from the tone she used.:P!&lt;br /&gt;  Tsk, now the issues about the result are over, but... Timetable!What the hell....ZZZZZ!I can't believe that the SUBJECT I LIKED ACTUALLY MAKES ME HAVE TO GO TO COLLEGE ON FRIDAY!!!FRIDAY!ARGH!IN ADDITION, IT IS FROM 11:00 A.M. TO 12:30 P.M.!IT WAS LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK!?THEN I'LL HAVE TO SPEND MORE TIME LOOKING AT THE FUCKER!?ZZZZZZZ!!!!God, why must this Happen to me?Seriously, those staffs that set those Timetables slot are really suck. At least they should think about how students hate to have 9/10 of their classes CLASHES WITH OTHER SUBJECTS and the remaining option left are PAIN IN THE ASS FOR THE STUDENT?ZZZZZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-6045509091340453039?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/6045509091340453039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=6045509091340453039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6045509091340453039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/6045509091340453039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-i-worried-has-been-over.html' title='What I Worried Has Been... Over.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-2635018018053343183</id><published>2009-08-17T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:03:24.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it my Fate, or my Incapability?</title><content type='html'>Finally, three months time had passed, and my first semester break has started. Aiks, so happy now, able to get together with my families, and my friends in Ipoh now.&lt;br /&gt;  Lets get back to the topic, actually I've been thinking about whether that Is it my Fate, which leads me into failing my Bahasa Melayu, so that I could go to Kuala Lumpur and study, or it is my Incapability in Bahasa Melayu? Haha, to think about it, the idea which I think about before the SPM result was released was totally stupid...In fact, I shouldn't even have to think about it. What "I want to study in Form 6.", aiks...Its just quite a stupid idea. "You should go out of your circle and discover the world." this is what my mother's brother, or my uncle told me when I told him that I wanted to stay in Ipoh and study Form 6. Actually, to think about it now, he was actually right, I shouldn't stick myself with my family and my Ipoh friends, I'll have to go out of my circle and know more people and more places, and get more experiences.&lt;br /&gt;  Haha, actually I liked the life in Kuala Lumpur compare to Ipoh, my Relatives who always bring me to wherever they go, introduce new people for me to met, solve problems for me.Not that My Family doesn't do that, they did, but I shouldn't always only stick to my own parents instead isn't it?:D!&lt;br /&gt;  Moreover, the other reason I liked the current life now, is because that the friends I know here are different from my Ipoh one. They will ask me out often, able to tell them my problems, most importantly, they are just different from the friends that I know in Ipoh.:D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-2635018018053343183?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/2635018018053343183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=2635018018053343183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2635018018053343183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/2635018018053343183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-my-fate-or-my-incapability.html' title='Is it my Fate, or my Incapability?'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-949296327681843139</id><published>2009-08-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:51:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last English Class Today, It Must Be The Last!</title><content type='html'>Wow!Finally the Presentation is over, I can barely make it...The coldness and the atmosphere where everyone stares at me and SMILE at me makes me feel nervous and makes me unable to talk fluently. But, at least the port in my laptop works!I doesn't have to use my pendrive and spread the Ohmygodwhatthehellviruses to the kind owner of the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;  Moreover, Ms.Annie told me that there wouldn't be any words limits in essay writing.Woah!No words limit, that means I shouldn't write anymore nonsense and craps anymore, else she'll be pissed at me again.Heh!But still, it is a relieves that I doesn't have to kill off millions of my braincells to think up tons of nonsenses to be written.&lt;br /&gt;  Wooo!After tomorrow, exam will be starting on Saturday, which means I'll be able to go back to Ipoh...Again.:D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-949296327681843139?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/949296327681843139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=949296327681843139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/949296327681843139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/949296327681843139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-english-class-today-it-must-be.html' title='Last English Class Today, It Must Be The Last!'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-3283316885635913547</id><published>2009-08-03T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:26:06.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Effing Unbelievable Start Of A Week...</title><content type='html'>Woah, at first I get fever, which makes me to be tired the whole Sunday without effing doing any little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And today, I actually worried about I don't have those why the hell we need it Leather Shoes to go for my English Oral Presentation, why can't we just wear a sports shoes instead, as if her camera will record my shoes is it?Argh, what the hell. Moreover, I also worried that the Port for my laptop and the port for the projector is totally different, imagine if mine are totally different, then have to borrows others, and by the time I plugged in my Pendrive and some weird sound come out and an error message appears out the screens which is an effing antivirus linking to my effing pendrive that it contains virus, imagine the owner of the laptop, he/she will be staring at me......with ANGER...LOLX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In Addition, my roommate, again, successfully breaking a part of my toilet. He aimed at my Water Closet today, he fucking broke the handler..Imagine I have to open the cap and do it MORFE MANUALLY!Argh.... I can't really imagine if he doesn't even know what he should do after he done his business in the toilet. ZZZZZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-3283316885635913547?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/3283316885635913547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=3283316885635913547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3283316885635913547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/3283316885635913547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-effing-unbelievable-day.html' title='What a Effing Unbelievable Start Of A Week...'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-999834549880360359</id><published>2009-07-30T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:44:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Mei's Drawing.LOLX!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGwzkgcWfI/AAAAAAAAABI/TH9mci5B2X4/s1600-h/DSC02394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGwzkgcWfI/AAAAAAAAABI/TH9mci5B2X4/s320/DSC02394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364263031194540530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX! A drawing that my Mei's drawn, Looks SO CUTE!:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGwUexUAuI/AAAAAAAAABA/MzVVyQQFfOw/s1600-h/Stoney.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGwUexUAuI/AAAAAAAAABA/MzVVyQQFfOw/s320/Stoney.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364262497078739682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGvt3k8-LI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dEnLpj5_Rsw/s1600-h/Pebbles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGvt3k8-LI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dEnLpj5_Rsw/s320/Pebbles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364261833722886322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGvc7fCkwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DYNystMVIu0/s1600-h/Rocky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGvc7fCkwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DYNystMVIu0/s320/Rocky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364261542714053378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX! I found these picture when I am clearing my Folders.LOLX!&lt;br /&gt;Rocky represent my Mei, Pebbles represent her laopo and Stoney represented me.LOLX!:3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-999834549880360359?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/999834549880360359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=999834549880360359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/999834549880360359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/999834549880360359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/07/rocky-meis-drawinglolx.html' title='Rocky Mei&apos;s Drawing.LOLX!'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/SnGwzkgcWfI/AAAAAAAAABI/TH9mci5B2X4/s72-c/DSC02394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-7604620315521841088</id><published>2009-07-30T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:22:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day...</title><content type='html'>Hmm, how should I begin with? First of all, I totally got no idea why am I suddenly afraid that I might fail my Intermediate English and my Moral Studies. Maybe its because I get only Pass for temporary for both of the subjects, I might fail anytime if I doesn't do it well in Final Examination... But, the main issue is.. I couldn't concentrate on studying, especially when it comes to languages subject and memorizing, argh...I couldn't even remember what the hell I ate just now, yet I have to memorize stuff that will have to last until Final Exam?Argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Secondly, my roommate, he actually afraids of..Ants..Can you believe it?A person that is almost the same size as me, afraid of something that is a size of 1/500 of his. Argh, as if those tiny little ants will crawl into his brain and consume it? Argh, what the hell happened to his logic? Do he really thinks that those ants could even pass through our earwax and eardrum that easily? If so, even though they really bite his eardrum, as if he doesn't realize it isn't it? Oh wait, hes sleeping like a pig, how would he realize that there are actually something crawling it's way into his brain and consume it?Argh...Pathetic fellow. Moreover, he was like, trying tell me that I am the one that "Lures" all the ant into the room. Eh, come on, as if he doesn't bring food into the room? Haiz...Thanks to my roommate, He've totally changed my view, towards the Koreans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-7604620315521841088?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/7604620315521841088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=7604620315521841088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7604620315521841088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/7604620315521841088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day.html' title='What a Day...'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614590054010280413.post-1244337987242150705</id><published>2009-07-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:46:18.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another, usual day.</title><content type='html'>Woah, good job Chaur Yang, for telling me that I couldn't punch you just because I couldn't able to pay you the 10 bucks. Why can't I pay you later when I get back to Ipoh? Its just less then 20 days later what? Why couldn't you wait...How dare you pai seh me without replying me?ZZZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But, by the way, thanks to Crystal, I found out that the Anime version of the "Claymore" is way better then the Manga version of it, the Manga version was like, dull and most importantly, its black and white, AND THERE IS NO AUDIO!NO ONE IS SCREAMING FOR THEIR DEATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Heh, talk about "Claymore" one of the character inside, which her name is "Undine" reminds me the name of the Greater Craymel, which is also named "Undine" as-well, who the Craymel is from the game "Tales of Eternia", aiks..Those old memories of playing the game, the excitement of facing each Greater Craymel, but ends up getting myself killed in game, for a few times..And at last, I am able to surpass them.HAHAHAHHAhA!LOLX!I wish I could've play the game, Again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5614590054010280413-1244337987242150705?l=2pier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/feeds/1244337987242150705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5614590054010280413&amp;postID=1244337987242150705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1244337987242150705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5614590054010280413/posts/default/1244337987242150705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2pier.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-usual-day.html' title='Just another, usual day.'/><author><name>Eric Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01510583235034040347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76L_aO_Nd9c/TTe-7zqXMyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gpQOGPz8AcE/S220/image201101200001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
