<?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-2188264770321903223</id><updated>2011-07-28T11:48:04.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort Zone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3162641395130253276</id><published>2009-06-11T03:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:18:01.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Real just forked out 80 million POUNDS for Cristiana Luis Vuitton Manbag Ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo-Kaka-&lt;i&gt;Alonso&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Liverpool's 4-0 thumping really scared the shits out of them? 80 million is enough for Man Utd to buy FOUR Torres-es. Where's the logic in that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Real Madrid just dug their own grave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3162641395130253276?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3162641395130253276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3162641395130253276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3162641395130253276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3162641395130253276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/06/real-just-forked-out-80-million-pounds.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapelu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3346886261621295518</id><published>2009-05-30T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:06:20.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sicko here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup blog posts here are no longer original leh. Can blah dah. How tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anyone here who's hot, rich and single?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3346886261621295518?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3346886261621295518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3346886261621295518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3346886261621295518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3346886261621295518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Kapelu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-9105376249338969567</id><published>2009-05-13T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:10:55.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/Sgrw718UqzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Pe_g6uJReyQ/s1600-h/P13-05-09_16.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/Sgrw718UqzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Pe_g6uJReyQ/s320/P13-05-09_16.57.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335341619456813874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/Sgrw7v1_rtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/P995DXfwuHQ/s1600-h/P13-05-09_16.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/Sgrw7v1_rtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/P995DXfwuHQ/s320/P13-05-09_16.57%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335341617819659986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun, sicko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-9105376249338969567?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/9105376249338969567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=9105376249338969567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/9105376249338969567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/9105376249338969567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-fun-sicko.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/Sgrw718UqzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Pe_g6uJReyQ/s72-c/P13-05-09_16.57.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5101141384990238569</id><published>2009-05-12T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:38:25.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>001. Real name: Loh Eu Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): no nicknames i suppose, asian dragon?&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 19&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: Leo&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: Male &lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: SMK La Salle PJ&lt;br /&gt;007Middle School: SMK La Salle PJ, then CHS&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: CHS&lt;br /&gt;009. College school: Taylors PJ&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: Black &lt;br /&gt;011. Long or short: it varies i think, long most of the time though&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: people say im loud but i dont think so&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: neither, shorts all the way &lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: Phone definately, i hate cameras&lt;br /&gt;015. Health freak: healthy, but not freaky&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: drink yes, smoked but stopped &lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: yep&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: eating definately&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: had one (which my friends didnt like), closed, now wanna pierce again&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: fake 3 pound tattoos by chan yun ling &lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: sociable but i do tend to be anti social sometimes&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or Lefty: football? righty &lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: on my left ear &lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: ok honestly, i cant remember. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: no best friend best friend all, close got but not best&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award: form 2? football competition, 2nd place&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: in form...3?&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet: a parrot when i was 7 but it flew away (not technically mine la, it was my dads but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: what the hell is a small vacation?&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at First Sight: nope. im not so shallow!&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: again, whats a small birthday?&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: on my back when i fell during football&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined: football&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple Juice: apple juice&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: neither, indie at the moment&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: country, damn you screamo ppl&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: backstreet boys &lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: britney spears &lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: its 50-50&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: sun&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: internet. nvr a tv fan, unless its to watch football or simpsons&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: playstation - more variety of games&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: a hug. it has a warmer feel to it&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: iguana definately&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: spider - im getting one when i get back &lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring: tough call but i think fall&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: limewire la, can download then listen&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: FOOTBALL U AMERICAN FREAK&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: when im hungry&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: when im thirsty?&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: excited my ass la. 1.21am and i've got work due tmr morning &lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: shower, then do torts&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: time to pretend - MGMT&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: since today is ending, tmr then. class, lunch and study&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: this to end so i can pee&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy level: slight headache but can tahan&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: was, until i had to pee&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids: yes of course&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married: at 27&lt;br /&gt;060. When: the time is right, things will fall into place&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: 2 - 1 boy 1 girl&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name in mind: adam for the boy, jessie maybe for the girl. the chinese name leave to parents la&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: fireman and an american actor (inspired by leonardo dicaprio after watching titanic)&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: opening a restaurant or petrol station, more realistically businessman &lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: mellow, but occasionally wild so my kids wont think im lame &lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: sex with a dude?&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die: when my purpose in life is fulfilled - yet to be confirmed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is better in the boy/girl you like (in the future) &lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: eyes&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny: funny is what i do, romance is her job (but not too romantic)&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller: shorter  &lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring: caring&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous: spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms: the outer shell does not matter, its whats inside that counts &lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud: sensitive duh&lt;br /&gt;075. Hooked-up or Relationship: relationship &lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant: i'd go for trouble maker because if she's hesitant she wont be spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or Normal: normal la. freaky shit &lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: nope, but not striking it out totally &lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: nope&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: nope&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: preferrably not&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defense: only if its for self defense&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: ditto&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart: who hasnt right?&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: nope&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: no&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: of course&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: i think so&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: not quite sure what its asking&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: ...&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: yes&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: is where grandpa &amp; uncle pap is&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: is a perve&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth fairy: is a fucking scam&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: maybe?&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully. &lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now? - yes &lt;br /&gt;098. Happy with where you're in life now? - it can be better&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?- yeah&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 6 people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5101141384990238569?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5101141384990238569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5101141384990238569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5101141384990238569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5101141384990238569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/05/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-6607326867169809336</id><published>2009-04-09T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:05:34.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>92% of teens have moved on to rap. If you are part of the 8% who still listen to real music, copy and paste this into your signature/blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lazy update*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-6607326867169809336?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/6607326867169809336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=6607326867169809336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6607326867169809336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6607326867169809336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/04/92-of-teens-have-moved-on-to-rap.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3514986258185682792</id><published>2009-04-01T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T04:00:34.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GUILT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just threw 2 weeks worth of gym into the dump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? It all started when Pei Xia and I went to McD's - that itself is a sin already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad enough, I ordered : one BigMac, one Double Cheese Burger, coke and Fries. 2 friggin burgers for my snack only! Then went home I had dinner again WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK never mind, not bad enough, at night after Embrace (2.45am to be precise) the guys decided to go for a midnight snack. I told myself, no more no more. Walked into Popeye's and I went to the counter, ''Chips and cheese, please'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3514986258185682792?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3514986258185682792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3514986258185682792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3514986258185682792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3514986258185682792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/04/guilt-i-just-threw-2-weeks-worth-of-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3854632222343357229</id><published>2009-03-27T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:36:20.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought ham, pasta, cheese, and pasta sauce today. I wanted to make myself a nice, big bowl of spaghetti to enjoy while watching Friends on a Friday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, place was nice and quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my room to take a poop and shower. Took a nap. Woke up and went to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS BLOODY FILLED WITH PEOPLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my pasta. Should I go out and get me a Subway? A footlong Italian BMT sounds very tempting.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or go to Jung Ying and get some Chinese food? Egg fried rice is goooood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyped with Rach last night. Bunny LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3854632222343357229?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3854632222343357229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3854632222343357229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3854632222343357229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3854632222343357229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-bought-ham-pasta-cheese-and-pasta.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4335473175779194996</id><published>2009-03-07T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:40:00.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW WHAT?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU LAND LAW! &lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU TOO, COMPANY LAW!&lt;br /&gt;DONT THINK YOU'RE EXCLUDED, RESTITUTION. FUCK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Torts, I like you. You can stay in bed with me tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4335473175779194996?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4335473175779194996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4335473175779194996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4335473175779194996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4335473175779194996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-know-what-fuck-you-land-law-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3662137167325903360</id><published>2008-10-27T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:35:37.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A blonde, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire herself out as a handyman-type and started canvassing a wealthy neighborhood. She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde said, "How about 50 dollars?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man agreed and told her that the paint and ladders she would need were in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man replied, "She should. She was standing on the porch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're finished already?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," the blonde answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50. "And by the way," the blonde added, "that's not a Porch, it's a Ferrari."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Delta Air Lines jet was flying over Arizona on a clear day, the copilot was providing his passengers with a running commentary about landmarks over the PA system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coming up on the right, you can see the Meteor Crater, which is a major tourist attraction in northern Arizona. It was formed when a lump of nickel and iron, roughly 150 feet in diameter and weighing 300,000 tons struck the earth at about 40,000 miles an hour, scattering white-hot debris for miles in every direction. The hole measures nearly a mile across and is 570 feet deep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the cabin, a blonde passenger was heard to exclaim, "Wow! It just missed the highway!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, "Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get it started."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks, "What is it supposed to be when it's finished?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde says, "According to the picture on the box, it's a tiger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says, "First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a tiger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes her hand and says, "Second, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then....." he sighed, "we'll put all these Frosted Flakes back in the box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of blondes were willing to prove that not all blondes were dumb. They established a judges panel of people to ask the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the judging the people started off by asking, "What is 59 + 2?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first blonde contestant responded by saying, "57?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the blondes said, "Give her another chance, give her another chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they asked, "What is 15 - 5?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde responded, "20, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again the rest of the contestants screamed, "Give her another chance, give her another chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges decided to go easier on her and asked, "What is 1 + 2?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3?" said the blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the blondes said, "Give her another chance, give her another chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a brunette and a blonde hanging over the edge of a cliff off a piece of rope. They realize that the rope will break if one of them doesn't let go and they will both fall to their deaths. The brunette starts this big heartwarming speech about how she is going to sacrifice herself. At the end of the speech the blonde starts clapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but there are also MALE blonde jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife and her blonde husband were trying to sleep, but the next door neighbor's dog was barking. This had been going on for months. Every night, the dog barked for hours, robbing them of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the blonde says, "I've had enough. I'm going to do something about this." So he gets up, puts on his robe and goes down stairs and out the back door. A little while later, he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you do? The dog's still barking," asks the wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I put the dog in our back yard. Let's see how they like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old farmer was driving home from from his annual trip to the city when he saw a couple of blonde tree farmers planting their crop by hand. As he had some extra time on his hands, he stopped to watch, but couldn't believe his eyes as they dug holes and filled them back in without dropping in any seeds or seedlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally his curiosity got the best of him so he got out of his car and walked over to talk with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you guys doing?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Planting trees," they said in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But where is the seed or seedlings?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," one said, "normally there are three of us. He digs the holes, Jimmy plants the seedling, and I fill the hole. But Jimmy is out sick today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Irishman, a Mexican and a blonde guy were doing construction work on scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, "Corned beef and cabbage. If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch I'm going to jump off this building."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, "Burritos again! If I get burritos one more time I'm going to jump off, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blond opened his lunch and said, "Bologna again. If I get a bologna sandwich one more time, I'm jumping too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and cabbage and jumped to his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a burrito and jumped, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna and jumped to his death as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the funeral the Irishman's wife was weeping. She said, "If I'd known how really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage, I never would have given it to him again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican's wife also wept and said,"I could have given him tacos or enchiladas! I didn't realize he hated burritos so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone turned and stared at the blonde's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, don't look at me," she said. "He makes his own lunch."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3662137167325903360?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3662137167325903360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3662137167325903360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3662137167325903360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3662137167325903360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/10/blonde-wanting-to-earn-some-money.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-8128990015848081491</id><published>2008-10-12T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:13:04.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SPJ13RNtHsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8Cv3ni5qx4s/s1600-h/HAH!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SPJ13RNtHsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8Cv3ni5qx4s/s320/HAH!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256393307468930754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAH! I BEAT YOU MISS LIOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also, here's my new shit book. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SPJ2J2TJt_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/oM5yvR-NrFo/s320/Snapshot_20081011_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256393626661533682" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its called Velocity by Dean Koontz. Used it well this evening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-8128990015848081491?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/8128990015848081491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=8128990015848081491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8128990015848081491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8128990015848081491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/10/hah-i-beat-you-miss-liow-also-heres-my.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SPJ13RNtHsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8Cv3ni5qx4s/s72-c/HAH!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3111960942873636813</id><published>2008-10-10T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:01:37.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;3 weeks here, and I've done a fair bit of shopping for essentials. But today, I realized I'm missing a crucial item. My 'shit book'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What the fuck is a shit book, you ask? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A shit book is something most of you probably have too. Its &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;book you read when you're taking a dump. For me, back in Malaysia my shit book was a biography of a handicapped man, who made it big in sports.This may come as a surprise to many of you but yes, I DO READ! I've read the book over and over again, from his early days of how he dealt with life as a handicapped person - being ridiculed in school, discriminated and his difficulty of coping with life all the way till he succeded in tennis. Its a real eye opener, and makes taking a hard dump seem easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyway, the main issue is my lack of a shit book. Again, another fact which many of you are not aware of - I am a regular shitter. I dump daily, on a healthy day even twice a day. Each dump = 20 minutes. 2 dumps = 40 minutes. As a result, tomorrow I'll be going to the bookstore to pick up my new shit book. OH WAIT, I CANT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why again, some of you may ask. Because, I GOT INVITED TO PLAY FOOTBALL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA SUCKERS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3111960942873636813?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3111960942873636813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3111960942873636813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3111960942873636813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3111960942873636813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-weeks-here-and-ive-done-fair-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-502215735448184546</id><published>2008-10-03T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:36:19.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LIMP BIZKIT STOP ASKING ME TO 'SHUT THE FUCK UP'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol random. But thats a very nice song. Read the lyrics, very eye-opening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-502215735448184546?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/502215735448184546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=502215735448184546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/502215735448184546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/502215735448184546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/10/limp-bizkit-stop-asking-me-to-shut-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2256996770684037537</id><published>2008-10-03T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:28:11.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a random update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaLkAzOmkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bkRESUdEj9Y/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081003_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaLkAzOmkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bkRESUdEj9Y/s320/Snapshot_20081003_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253039466180680258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all from Sheffield! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got here a few days ago. Weather has been alright. The temperature is gradually dropping but as you all know, I have a solid amount of blubber to keep me warm so worry not. As I type, my mini weather machine tells me the temperature outside is 3 fuggin degrees! And its not even winter yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My room is alright. Actually this room is great, the apartment is great and the community is alright. The only thing that sucks here is the location. Its a 15 minute bus ride from the city, which is where all my friends live. And not only that, when I get back to Endcliffe Crescent which is where I live, I have to walk in the dark for another 7 minutes to get back to my room. My apartment is a new building thats why they've not properly furnished the area, hence the lack of streetlights. Thats a scary thing when you're walking alone at night with no one for company. People keep telling me : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1.) it provides you a good time to think about life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2.) its good exercise, can lose weight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3.) walk abit in the dark nothing to be scared one lar okay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well my dear friends, the only thing I can think about everytime I walk past that stretch is the image of a long haired shaggy man jumping at me and murdering me in cold blood, or another vision - this happened just now - someone following me. Scary like Add Math okay! Next time I take picture show you guys. Now for the not so murderous bit, my room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaKWmHvlmI/AAAAAAAAAXM/jnf-k-_hr14/s320/Snapshot_20081003_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253038136169043554" /&gt;        toilet  + cupboard + door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaKW9AGdTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/-j6eaFjqvm0/s320/Snapshot_20081003_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253038142311003442" /&gt; upper shelf which contains 15 packets of tomyam maggi and 2 large packets of Julie's peanut butter biscuits&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaKW9P2khI/AAAAAAAAAXc/HVrr2LN7WUY/s320/Snapshot_20081003_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253038142377071122" /&gt;temporarily empty board&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaKW5PKQcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fo77KJ9ry98/s320/Snapshot_20081003_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253038141300425154" /&gt;bed which lacks a bed sheet. its in my laundry bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaKXNzl6wI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6UqBm1tpP94/s320/Snapshot_20081003_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253038146821942018" /&gt;study table. still on the neat side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Missed my first football match here due to my lack of time reading abilities. Who would have made the mistake of assuming 14:00 as 4 pm?! I FUCKING DID! When I reached the pub, the game ended. But at least we won the Merseyside derby. Then for my second match I made sure I got there 45 minutes early. Sat with a guy called John. He bought me a beer, damn big jug. Then obviously I would have to buy him one, and I ended up drinking 2 LARGE JUGS OF BEER. He ended up drinking 5. We beat PSV 3-1. Kudo's to our milestone busters!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also, I've met the Malaysian community here. Only met a few of them but apparently there are about 50 of them! So far I've met a few of them. Malcolm and Weng Tze are the two we hang out with the most. Very nice people. And today a few more Malaysians, Jiar Li and Raychel and Priya and Wan Lin. Or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Class is boring. Seriously! Fell asleep during my first lecture. Property law. Bought some textbooks already. Wahlaowei EU Law book fuggin thick! Thought wanna carry laptop to class to lanci, now cannot already. The book enough to make me wanna die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will be signing off now, stay tuned for more updates. If you are good people, you will contact me at &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;07876364982 on my 'mobile'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or my address : Apartment G3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                               Lawrencefield Apartments&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                     18, Endcliffe Crescent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                               Sheffield S10 3AN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss you guys heaps. KEEP IN TOUCH YOU ASSES! Will try to update more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2256996770684037537?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2256996770684037537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2256996770684037537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2256996770684037537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2256996770684037537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-update.html' title='a random update'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SOaLkAzOmkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bkRESUdEj9Y/s72-c/Snapshot_20081003_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-8015709053483283300</id><published>2008-08-26T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:09:03.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to the lack of blogging activity, several complaints have been lodged demanding an update. *all complaints were lodged by the same person btw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways just to inform you guys, exams are over and I'm free as a bird right now. Anyone who's bored cepat cepat dail nomborku cari makan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Port Dickson tomorrow with Law Class of 08. Its only a day trip, leaving at 7.3o in the morning and we'll probably be back by 10. Kudos to Apri for organising this event, as well as the BBQ party a few nights ago as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I need a new laptop. Deciding whether to get a Dell XPS 1530 or a Macbook. Right now, my head is tilting towards the Dell due to its seemingly higher specs and less complicated-looking layout, but then again the Mac is just oozing sexiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK lar, time to take a short break. Will finish up this post tomorrow night. KEEP COMING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-8015709053483283300?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/8015709053483283300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=8015709053483283300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8015709053483283300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8015709053483283300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/08/due-to-lack-of-blogging-activity.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5398015429021527630</id><published>2008-06-24T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:24:57.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDlo5ICMXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B5kBLr0vThk/s1600-h/DSC01681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDlo5ICMXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B5kBLr0vThk/s320/DSC01681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215420859187081586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this amuses her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;So biebs arrived early in the morning and off we went. Just out of Jalil, she finally coaxed me to turn around and go home and change because we wore 'too similar outfits'. Layan her la, went home and gave parents a weird-ass excuse why I'm coming home and changing. Lucky they fell for it!&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally arrived the zoo at 9, we saw a whole hunch of school kids and we were like 'omg are we gonna be the oldest kids here?!' We decided whatever la, we've planned this for like a week or so and we ain't gonna miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDm2WdvpwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/aT-qgyiaQCI/s320/DSC01698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215422189912696578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;spotted this. discrimination in our national zoo. le sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Went in and the first 5 cages were all full of monkeys. Then came the fishes, hippo's &amp;amp; penguins. Kinda pathetic la those 3 exhibits - non decorative tank, 3 hippo's in a SMALL enclosure, and 2 penguins in a BIG enclosure. Malaysian management, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Then after the penguins, we arrived at the much-anticipated(by me) Aquarium. Was pretty impressed by that, quite a large variety of fishes available. But towards the end of the walk it seemed dull because they kept on displaying similar/same fishes. And alot of common-aquarium fishes, I was expecting more exotic-non purchasable-rare fishes. Stop whining la joe pfft.&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDpTtknLUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/AnFLIgB1pyM/s320/DSC01773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215424893354978626" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Lost'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Selepas Aquaria, kita tiba kat haiwan haiwan lagi. Saw wild boars (Pumba according to her) and a bloody lazy tapir. Lame joke moment : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PX : Damn attention seeking wei this tapir sleep right in front of the enclosure, everyone can see him sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe: Management asked him to do so, prolly people complain he doesn't make enough cameo's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDqhFD0tvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ixWjvM19jmI/s320/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215426222509831922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fishes the size of my AsianDragon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;By 11, we went for the Multi-Animal Show. Then the Malaysian Management decided to screw us over once again by starting on time! Everyone expected it to start late by AT LEAST 10 minutes but nooooo they had to start on time! But luckily we were taller than the rest of the audience - primary school kids - so we stood at the end and still managed to get a good view. A 'Multi-Animal Show' consists of 2 seals, one parrot, one eagle and a flock of birds. Credit to the seal though, he embarrassed the trainer by NOT obeying his commands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDtEvmzHhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/bYs1uBXiXT4/s320/DSC01836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215429034249494034" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDtE8RsJbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VtbwQT5n3vU/s320/DSC01853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215429037650617778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the smart one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We continued walking after the show and came across crocodiles, elephants, lions, mountain goats, zebra's, a huge lake filled with birds, bats and a large variety of tortoises. Picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDvV_3Fz9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/F_IVqELDQ-g/s320/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215431529693827026" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;the 'huge lake filled with birds'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDvWSWviJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oYNe2mWdSiY/s320/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215431534658422930" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;interesting how these two can live in the same camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDwnv3LXuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7csNES18Hy8/s320/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215432934148497122" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on THE EDGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDwnYEuChI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bDv2e9yZLHM/s320/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215432927762844178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi Mel =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also came across this extremely big buffalo, which is packed with muscles. Our female friend fell in love with its muscular body. pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SHNaMlxKrdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bZGH807hJlk/s320/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220615565395799506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SHNaMwn2DEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/l3oVH-RpBNE/s320/DSC02057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220615568309488706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She also liked this guy. pfft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SHNas1_5-zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vm9Q8P7oW7Q/s320/DSC02062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220616119508400946" /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Took forever to find these bloody fools called bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Yeah, the bears were almost impossible to find. They were hidden so well dammit! Under a bridge! We searched all over looking for them and when we finally found them, ah bliss. She squealed so loudly the bear was startled. LMAO and it roared back at us I think. And she jumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;After hunting the bear down we decided it was time to go. No joke, the zoo is amazing. Don't scoff when I tell you its good, you'd be surprised at how well they've designed the place and the animal habitats. This, my friends, is how you should spend your 10th month anniversary. See you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : for a better illustration of the days events, kindly log on to www.xanga.com/silversparkle. More pictures and more detailed facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;                                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SHNcURAwN9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/iKPBRyndL_0/s320/DSC01696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220617896286238674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made this for me. TEE-HEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5398015429021527630?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5398015429021527630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5398015429021527630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5398015429021527630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5398015429021527630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-amuses-her-so-biebs-arrived-early.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SGDlo5ICMXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B5kBLr0vThk/s72-c/DSC01681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7627454123871339275</id><published>2008-06-19T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:39:41.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SFp83LHTeBI/AAAAAAAAAOI/A3YPy80PWCc/s1600-h/riise070724-134124_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SFp83LHTeBI/AAAAAAAAAOI/A3YPy80PWCc/s320/riise070724-134124_0800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213616805952845842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;i&gt;poor defenders lol. hold your nuts tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;And there goes &lt;strong&gt;Ginger&lt;/strong&gt;. He's had more highs than lows at the club and he'll certainly be remembered. Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/i&gt;Do us all a favor and bring your Champs League medal there and show them what it really looks like! And score blinders against Milan alright! All the best JAR &lt;strong&gt;YNWA&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7627454123871339275?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7627454123871339275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7627454123871339275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7627454123871339275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7627454123871339275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/06/ginger.html' title='Ginger'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/SFp83LHTeBI/AAAAAAAAAOI/A3YPy80PWCc/s72-c/riise070724-134124_0800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5307237311481159022</id><published>2008-06-16T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T06:36:49.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened in me life, except for the fact that I've grown very much into this girl everyone calls Pei Xia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it so happens that her birthday is in a few days, and this update has nothing to do with the fact that she requested an update. No, she didn't. She requested for other things such as sorting out my not very messy file etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to this birthday girl. She's turning 19. We had a little 'surprise' party for her at her place (3 days before her actual birthday). BBQ and stuff. Overall, a pretty fun occassion. I think everyone lost a few kilo's due to the heat and work. Except Keat, that lazy  fart which I can safely say because he doesnt come here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in a few months. Gotta start cutting down on futsal/outings/EURO. Sigh wtf wtf. Anyway, update will resume in a few days. Time to go into the draft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working on arranging my file, as requested by the soon-to-be 19 year old. I love you! ALMOST DONE OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football matters :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la Dutch! The only games I watch are Spanish and Dutch games, and hell they're scoring goals for fun! Just found out Italy did NOT include Montolivo in the squad. Stupid pricks are playing with a midfield of Ambrosini - Pirlo - Gattuso. Try running a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished arranging my file! It does seem neater. You're right again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today (17th June 2008) :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   Went to Midvalley after class. Reached there around 11, went to G2k and she bought her blazer. There's one happy girl. After that, lunch at Carls Junior. Was amazed that her friend of many years did NOT know that she was a big eater. He actually doubted she could finish an entire set. So this kiasu girl of mine wanted to prove him wrong, and asked me to take photo's of her finishing an entire burger. And fries. Pictures at her blog, I don't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/i&gt;After lunch, we watched Kungfu Panda. Name sounds really stupid, but the show was great! Damn funny I tell you, but there was a part where the sound system died and we had no audio for abt 3 minutes. All we could hear was a Malay man cursing at the PA. Loudly. Hilarious shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/i&gt;Met up with the Queen at 4 who is now working at La zensa. So girl readers go look for her at Midvalley's La zensa and get yourself a bra! Went yamcha with her at the food court after that. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Okay la thats about it. Its 9.30, and someone is feeling sleepy. Will post this up, and start texting her. Take care!&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIOW PEI XIA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5307237311481159022?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5307237311481159022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5307237311481159022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5307237311481159022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5307237311481159022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/06/heres-little-update.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-234086067799025077</id><published>2008-06-16T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:11:14.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Survey in perlu dijawab dalam Bahasa Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 fakta tentang saya :&lt;br /&gt;- saya tinggi&lt;br /&gt;- saya tak gemuk&lt;br /&gt;- saya comel&lt;br /&gt;- saya agak kaya, tapi jangan suruh pinjam $&lt;br /&gt;- saya sayang &lt;i&gt;sayang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- saya agak handsome&lt;br /&gt;- saya tak berapa fasih cakap melayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 perkara menakutkan saya :&lt;br /&gt;- rumah bakar&lt;br /&gt;- liverpool kalah&lt;br /&gt;- 30 days of night&lt;br /&gt;- mandul&lt;br /&gt;- lupa tarikh hari jadi&lt;br /&gt;- perut saya&lt;br /&gt;- ipod habis bateri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 lagu buat masa sekarang :&lt;br /&gt;-Cinta Makhluk Asing - Velvet Revolver&lt;br /&gt;- Brooklyn (?) - Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;- Tak Original - Seether&lt;br /&gt;- Itu Cinta Kamu -  Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;- Ahad Sedih - Bjork&lt;br /&gt;- Bawah Tekanan - The Used &amp;amp; MCR&lt;br /&gt;- Masa Err - Nelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 perkara yang selalu saya sebut :&lt;br /&gt;- wtf&lt;br /&gt;- lol&lt;br /&gt;- tanyouk (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;- dia ada masalah muka&lt;br /&gt;- rambut saya hijau! BETUL!&lt;br /&gt;- lapar la&lt;br /&gt;- eh, boleh pinjam kerja rumah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 perkara yang amat bernilai :&lt;br /&gt;- sayangku&lt;br /&gt;- katil&lt;br /&gt;- tandas, ini mesti ada&lt;br /&gt;- telefon bimbit&lt;br /&gt;- keluarga&lt;br /&gt;- kawankawan&lt;br /&gt;- restaurant buffet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 “pertama kali” dalam hidup saya :&lt;br /&gt;- hilang telefon akibat mat rempit india&lt;br /&gt;- berusaha menjaga hati orang&lt;br /&gt;- lepas ketam yang dijaga&lt;br /&gt;- main akuarium&lt;br /&gt;- skor guna kepala&lt;br /&gt;- pergi BBQ&lt;br /&gt;- pergi prom dengak gadis cantik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 orang &lt;i&gt;tak&lt;/i&gt;bertuah (JAWAB TAG NI BALIK!)&lt;br /&gt;- whoever la. this tag is done for a reason!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-234086067799025077?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4574123301164362590</id><published>2008-05-02T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:09:26.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know you didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im lying on the table with everything you said&lt;br /&gt;keeping in mind the way it felt&lt;br /&gt;but all i could do was just to blame myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm lying on the table&lt;br /&gt;With everything you said&lt;br /&gt;It will all catch up eventually&lt;br /&gt;Well, it caught up and honestly&lt;br /&gt;The weight of my decisions&lt;br /&gt;Were impossible to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just never worked for me&lt;br /&gt;your silence is strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;would you like to forget&lt;br /&gt;Drop everything, start it all over&lt;br /&gt;well, drop everything start it all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll know                                                                                   -this photograph is proof&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  taking back sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful girl can make you dizzy,&lt;br /&gt;like you've been drinking jack and coke all morning.&lt;br /&gt;she can make you feel high,&lt;br /&gt;Full of the single greatest commodity known to man:&lt;br /&gt;Promise.&lt;br /&gt;promise of a better day,&lt;br /&gt;promise of a greater hope,&lt;br /&gt;promise of a new tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;This particular aura,&lt;br /&gt;can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;in her smile, and in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;in the way she makes every rotten little thing about life&lt;br /&gt;seem like it's gonna be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                    -beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                           taking back sunday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4574123301164362590?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4574123301164362590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4574123301164362590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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and saw this at Mello's blog&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;No one falls in love by choice,&lt;br /&gt;                           it is by CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;                      No one stays in love by chance,&lt;br /&gt;                           it is by WORK.&lt;br /&gt;                      And no one falls out of love by chance,&lt;br /&gt;                           it is by CHOICE."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest football icon/inspiration : Ricardo Montolivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check him out at Youtube; amazing. The passing, the crossing, the shooting, the faints. Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and while you're there, check this out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; http://youtube.com/watch?v=2IojZCT9yXE&lt;br /&gt; http://youtube.com/watch?v=S3w3sqVJ8XA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wanna pack up, sell your house and move to Saudi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location : Pei Xia's house&lt;br /&gt;Time       : After lunch&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'' Your hands damn big lah, waste soap only.''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-860806122232836141?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/860806122232836141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=860806122232836141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/860806122232836141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/860806122232836141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-blog-surfing-andsawthisatmellosblog.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7605168557595439969</id><published>2008-04-05T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T07:37:06.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG!</title><content type='html'>Instructions: Remove one question from below, add in one of your own(personal), to make a total of 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people in your list in the end of this post. Notify them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to be married?&lt;br /&gt;35. Don't comment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is something you have to do in this life time?&lt;br /&gt;Go to Anfield, watch us beat UTD and sing YNWA/Fields of Anfield Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;My room, no question &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you can have 1 dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Eternal joy. and, the ability to see what other people are thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;No no no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;The question is WHAT, not WHO. So, it will be my computer and iPod and phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you win $ 1 Million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;GAMBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES! DONE THAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Liow Pei Xia. Funny, eccentric, caring, responsible, attentive..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What requirement you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Love me as much as I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of person you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;United fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you are given the chance to go back to the past and make a difference, will you?&lt;br /&gt;I might wanna move out. Although i dont really see it happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could be a celebrity, who would you want to be and why? (My question)&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Aniston, so I can play with myself! lmao kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family. Nothing is more important than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If there’s ever a war (Or something similar) happening in your place, are you gonna move to a safer place or fight?&lt;br /&gt;Confession, I'm a wuss. I'll probably move to somewhere safe and come out when its safe. Im a wuss ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you have the chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;Procrasination. Lazyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What’s your weakest point?&lt;br /&gt;My lazy-as-fuck attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What’s the thing that you’re most proud of?&lt;br /&gt;My ability to pretend to be listening to someone without getting caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the one thing you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;Not studying hard enough, and hurting the ones I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag whoever  is reading this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7605168557595439969?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7605168557595439969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7605168557595439969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7605168557595439969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7605168557595439969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag.html' title='TAG!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-1033015423877792770</id><published>2008-03-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:13:17.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry once again for the post draught. Was not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is a random post and I doubt there are people who still come here. Whatever =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is directed at emo wannabe's and not genuine emo people. Lately, this seems to be  the trend. Like, everyone wanna emo emo. If  you have a valid reason to emo, fine by me. Don't go emo because you think its cool, or the guy/girl you admire decides to go emo. Seriously WTF man. Blog after blog, its all 'ooh i emo. sighs... very emo larx' . And it always stops thre. Never tell why. Damn you. Then when people ask whats wrong, they wont tell. Damn you again. Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genuine emo, fine by me. I'd even feel sorry for you. But please dont be a fucking emo wannabe. Msn nickname emo or blog emo or whatever.  When go out wah like some happy kid. Go home see your nickname emo again. In the words of a lala, sienzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't emo because of stupid reasons. Relationship issues, family issues its all ok. Can't get into the desired university/college also ok. But dammit i've seen blogs like, ''aih my band cannot get into competition emo... or sigh fever leh, cannot go out with ah poh. emo lehzz.. oh i drop my 50 sen into drain today emo....'' People in 3rd world countries are dying because of bigger issues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK reading back it seems really unreasonable of me to say such things. I bet i've emo-ed for stupid reasons as well. But then again, now that I'm thinking straight it does seem stupid for emo-ing over retarded things. So please people, try to calm down before deciding to go emo and shut the world out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Utd 3 Liverpool 0 - THAT ONE CAN FUCKING EMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-1033015423877792770?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/1033015423877792770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=1033015423877792770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1033015423877792770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1033015423877792770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo.html' title='EMO'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3472284331078080165</id><published>2008-01-11T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:48:57.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dulan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I was lying in the living room minding my own business, while my grandma was watching some chinese talent show on tv. I didnt pay her much attention cuz she was sooo absorbed in the show. Whatever la right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, she started firing me. I was like - wtf!? So nevermind, I put down my phone and look at what noise she was making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, some guai lou was on this talent show and he could sing in mandarin. She was like, ''you see, even guai lou can speak and sing Mandarin, while you chinese boy cannot even speak mandarin'' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the bloody fuk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a good kid, i didnt retort and let her go. But I was thinking, wtf la, I Chinese I also can sing English song what! I can speak English also what! Put me on American Idol or someshit la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK soz lame post i wasted your time but heck wtf la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3472284331078080165?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3472284331078080165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3472284331078080165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3472284331078080165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3472284331078080165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/01/dulan.html' title='Dulan!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4715116044704645209</id><published>2008-01-04T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:44:58.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>List out 5 presents you wish for :&lt;br /&gt;a) a new ipod&lt;br /&gt;b) laptop.&lt;br /&gt;c) pink toed tarantula&lt;br /&gt;d) not a present, but liverpool to win and be consistent&lt;br /&gt;e) all american rejects cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is :&lt;br /&gt;nobody! i got no life babeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of him / her :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;   -i'll do pei xia XD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;a) bubbly&lt;br /&gt;b) caring&lt;br /&gt;c) lame in a good way&lt;br /&gt;d) amusing - she does things you wont believe!&lt;br /&gt;e) wild-ass imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable thing he/she has done for you :&lt;br /&gt;called me when i was down, despite me telling her im ok and not to call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she is your lover, you will :&lt;br /&gt;i'll do anything for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be :&lt;br /&gt;me being an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the quiz to 5 people you wish to know how they feel about you :&lt;br /&gt;a) pei xia!&lt;br /&gt;b) yan ming&lt;br /&gt;c) wei jin - id like to see yours XD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4715116044704645209?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4715116044704645209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4715116044704645209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4715116044704645209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4715116044704645209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/01/list-out-5-presents-you-wish-for-a-new.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-1143142125312039380</id><published>2008-01-01T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T07:30:19.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2007. Gone. To sum everything up, its been a pretty good year. Not many regrets, and definately hell lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who has been a part of my 2007 thank you and all the best. Met a whole new bunch of friends this year ie Kit Ling Thomas Keat Mel Pei Xia YeeChien Pei Min Renee Emily Ade Michelle Yee Pei Keefy etc. You know who you are. Did, tried and experienced a lot of new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank booze on Teachers Day, had long gay talks with Kit and Thomas, tried a few puffs of cigs, got into my first car accident, lost someone really close to me, started and stopped camwhoring, &lt;strong&gt;stopped watching porn, &lt;/strong&gt;fell in love, went ice skating in Pyramid, went Redbox and got drunk, fought with a relative, messed up my iPod, travelled to Melaka with my pals, changed my name to Adam, improved my Mandarin, got pissed on, got hugged by a stranger, took part in a movie and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 - possibly one of the best years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully 2008 will be awesome. My resolutions for 2008 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Lose weight + work out&lt;br /&gt;2.) Study harder&lt;br /&gt;3.) Drive carefully&lt;br /&gt;4.) Blog more often&lt;br /&gt;5.) Jangan lupa kawan&lt;br /&gt;6.) Swear less&lt;br /&gt;7.) Sleep at proper times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2008 y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : this blog entry is courtesy of pei xia's request. Happy new year baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o818Aj4qI/AAAAAAAAALw/FcLqwoKG3A0/s320/DSC01536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496021190795938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeePei's birthday at 1U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o82cAj4sI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L39pVZqyArA/s320/DSC02148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496029780730562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L4 Law Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o82MAj4rI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1e5qj_4pzto/s320/DSC01592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496025485763250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o828Aj4uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1iN30fRSd2M/s320/P1010207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496038370665186" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merdeka at Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3pcOsAj45I/AAAAAAAAANo/A0LqfYjRym8/s320/DSC03953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150530531253019538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cacat 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o82sAj4tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/moOsCXF6Wek/s320/DSC03825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496034075697874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know wtf we're doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o-t8Aj4vI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fxdgKXxZj3Y/s320/DSC05148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498082775098098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o-uMAj4wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/76cLrs4-l88/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498087070065410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o-ucAj4zI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sV8EmXO7r5E/s320/n575895389_688058_8409%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498091365032754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o-ucAj4xI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-Z6n--Fj1no/s320/11.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498091365032722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o-ucAj4yI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xnYPbjwbUus/s320/Joe.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498091365032738" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;.. and the motherfucking beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3pB2cAj40I/AAAAAAAAANA/_PO-J2nj_4o/s320/DSC08700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501527338869570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3pB2sAj41I/AAAAAAAAANI/XWQtgJGy5PA/s320/DSC08695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501531633836882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3pB48Aj44I/AAAAAAAAANg/m59oA2KUoQM/s320/Joe+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501570288542594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3pB2sAj42I/AAAAAAAAANQ/2FZSVIloatc/s320/Image050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501531633836898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3pB4sAj43I/AAAAAAAAANY/H-juvjjo_B0/s320/Kampung+Pic.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501565993575282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months and counting! HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-1143142125312039380?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/1143142125312039380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=1143142125312039380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1143142125312039380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1143142125312039380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R3o818Aj4qI/AAAAAAAAALw/FcLqwoKG3A0/s72-c/DSC01536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2446225093799821950</id><published>2007-12-04T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:25:06.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, big thank you to Ming for waking up at 7am to fetch me to the station. I owe u la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, big thank you to Pei Xia and Yee Pei for helping to organise the trip. And Aunty Sook as well la, you were pretty helpful. And, thanks to Sebastian &amp;amp; Kirks for bringing us around Malacca. Last but not least, thanks to Kit, Keat, Thomas, Yee Chien, Mel, Yee Pei, Jon &amp;amp; Renee for bumming around Malacca with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all met at KFC at 8-ish. Makan a little till 9 then we hopped onto the bus. And we're off to Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;2 hours later&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V61fTzC5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/EHucdLIfIwI/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140149609069480850" /&gt; &lt;i&gt; inilah seri warisan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We're at Seri Warisan. Hotel. A few of us walked down to look for the lobby etc, checked in, shat, fooled around. &lt;br /&gt;Finally we got our room keys. Checked it, and fooled around again. Immediately the guys started gambling. Woo we pawned Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V28PTzCtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-mLnHXrdzGY/s320/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140145326987086546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for lunch. 24hour Diner. Guess what it is. Its a fucking MCD! Welcome to Malacca y'all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the crocodile farm and to some lake. Paddleboating and kayaking is good.&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V61_TzC6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/FZuFC117408/s320/IMG_9159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140149617659415458" /&gt; &lt;i&gt;bloody aborigine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V4fvTzC1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/srhf0aeTA-8/s320/IMG_9137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140147036384070482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V4gvTzC2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/59p7S2FIi38/s320/IMG_9154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140147053563939682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V29fTzCvI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EJbWFYuv5cI/s320/Picture+084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140145348461923058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V29PTzCuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/g0_PptkYfYQ/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140145344166955746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, wahsai drama i tell you. Don't mess with Malacca taxi fella's but don't mess with 10 hungry KL kids bitch! LOL to cut the long story short, we all cocked them and got away with it. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at some steambot cafe called 'Carry On Steambot'. Its good I tell you, definately should try when you're there. Personally, i'd prefer this over the famous chicken rice ball. That one mafan la when wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V8VvTzC8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zsgp1GuwRuY/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140151262631889858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;chicken rice ball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V9lPTzC-I/AAAAAAAAALI/SMUaj7rOv5Q/s320/IMG_9177.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140152628431490018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V9m_TzC_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/LdLFyfNJqwI/s320/IMG_9186.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140152658496261106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around Jonker street and bought random stuff. Kit Thomas and I got ourselves some wooden rifles. 4 bucks nia! At night, Thomas entertained the bunch with his life experiences. Pork fell asleep first, woke up last the next day. Anyone surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V-yfTzDAI/AAAAAAAAALY/V-dpu73vSEQ/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140153955576384514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V-zfTzDBI/AAAAAAAAALg/QWrjRljs0Ts/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140153972756253714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V-z_TzDCI/AAAAAAAAALo/CjLT0EMv9RE/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140153981346188322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V4e_TzC0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HgylUDVqKWs/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140147023499168578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mel getting on the act as well&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day started extremely well. I know why but I ain't telling here. We moved hotels too. Moved to Aldy Hotel which is located in the middle of Dataran Square. Or whatever its called. Then,we rented bicycles and cycled around the city for a while. Good exercise, but I dont think Keat and Yeepei enjoyed much. Had nyona food for dinner at night. 'Best Cafe'. The food was alright but not exceptional. After dinner had a meaningful talk with Keat. Menyedarkan.&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V4evTzCzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/I4VzZm8ZZAo/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140147019204201266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got abit of drama, but what's done is done and shall not be open to public. &lt;br /&gt;Personal and I plan to keep it personal. It made me aware that some things are &lt;br /&gt;really important and nothing can change it. I'm just glad its over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we drank a bit, watched tv, gambled, chatted, drank a bit more, watched 20 minutes of Champions League, and slept.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Third day started quite well too. Had breakfast with Yeepei Jon Renee and Pei Xia. Heavy as hell breakfast but good too. Then, the 5 of us cycled out to get breakfast for the rest. KNN all still sleeping then we go buy food for u guys already. We bought nasi lemak, nasi goreng, bihun goreng, currypuffs, and kuihs. For 5 people only. But nevermind la, cost baru 11.50 . I had a much better meal =) After breakfast, everyone got changed, then we all went to Dataran Square or Dataran Mall or whatever its called. Hanged around till after lunch before we left. Not a very hearty meal, got sick people. I don't wanna point out who la, but I hint ok. Not Keat, Thomas, Pei Xia, me, Mel, Yee Chien, Renee, Jon XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V62PTzC7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yECqdRJsgz4/s320/Picture+180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140149621954382770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took cabs to Melaka Sentral, and stoned till the bus arrived. Then as usual, Malaysia style there has to be a screwup. Ended up, we were all separated. Damn dulan. And there was this seriously huge motherfucker who sat beside me. Seriously i think he's got no human sense in him. I was sleeping beside him, and he decided to switch on his phone's music player. Damn loud summore. Fucking hell u think u wearing a suit means u can fuck around like this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, Melaka was one helluva good trip. The important thing is that we all had a good time and that we all did not die as some predicted. Nights all! Can't wait to see you guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2446225093799821950?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2446225093799821950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2446225093799821950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2446225093799821950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2446225093799821950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/12/malacca.html' title='Malacca'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1V61fTzC5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/EHucdLIfIwI/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7340742408838440590</id><published>2007-12-01T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T10:28:08.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Updated.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I've got a confession to make. Apart from punk-ing Mel, I got punk'd as well. Just the day after prom, by the GREAT YC aka. the HOT bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unbelievable and I gotta admit, she was a genius. It was so real that I couldn't find any loopholes in the msn and phone conversation. &amp;amp; Zkit - I still love you. &amp;amp; Mel - so we're square now! One thing though, she was an amazing buddy after all cuz she told me the truth the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell! WTF I got punk'd! Damnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to be back. And wow does this place rot. Sorry for neglecting this place for so long. Been pretty busy with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals &amp;amp; SAM ended [Shoba )= ], then came Prom, then the amazingly exhausting Lagoon trip and finally Melaka trip. All in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what's an update without mentioning football. Liverpool 8 - 0 Besiktas. Ah orgasm =) then the 4-1 drubbing of Porto. Minor orgasm lah that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, there's something you all should know. MEL GOT PUNKED! I've said it many times but I got to freaking mention it here. MEL YOU GOT PUNKED/OWNED! I'll type the conversation here another time la, now lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another update! I finally finally pierced my ear. Next up, I'm saving 300 bucks for a pink-toed tarantula. Should anyone decide to chip in, I'll gladly name it after you. And if I do get one, the fishes will prolly be released in the pond outside. Tak sampai hati also lar. Aihhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple days ago, I was at Jason's house. Ming called, then I went his hse. then went to alvin's house then Jasons house. His mom's cooking. Sped to Kajang and almost died. Why? Because according to Alvin, 'dont be late la, later his parents dont like.' so He rather speed. Brilliance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mini football collection just grew even bigger too. On the day we went to Melaka, Peixia decided to make me smile by giving me a mini Liverpool ball. She stuffed it into her backpack and gave it to me on the bus. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched Hitman and Enchanted with Pei Xia. Two totally contrasting movies. First one, he can't stop killing people. Second movie, they can't stop singing love songs. Then, went to Shogun with my entire family. 22 people to be exact. The cheese oyster is even more orgasmic than the 8-0 i mentioned earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life's gonna be boring for the next few weeks. Kit in Ipoh, Porkosaurus in Sarawak, Ling in Australia = no hang outs. Then px also busy, cannot go over. ya allah bosan lagi. Hopefully when Zhang gets back we get to futsal again. And i still have not met up with Jin. I know i owe him some quality kickass time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i got the urge to WoW now. Will leave you guys some pictures. Enjoy! Will try to update regularly from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139262011128089170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JTkfTzClI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y0LXE-Rjr1k/s320/012+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dont know what effect this is but damn cool&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139262011128089186" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JTkfTzCmI/AAAAAAAAAII/IygDuHEWUyo/s320/Joe+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139262002538154546" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JTj_TzCjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3z9DmdwEC8I/s320/DSC05120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mel and Eli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139262006833121858" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JTkPTzCkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZkyKQLaFFEA/s320/DSC04032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaaha. ps : you're sending me pictures now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139266056987282034" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JXP_TzCnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MzdRkw6n9DI/s320/009+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139266061282249346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JXQPTzCoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wbb5q2TmYiU/s320/DSC04036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daikor lanci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139266069872183970" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JXQvTzCqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n46cIxHekjg/s320/P1010205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE ROARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139266078462118578" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JXRPTzCrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bl9fjyOj_es/s320/DSC04167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redbox w Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139266069872183954" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JXQvTzCpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hTPxz-5Qn3o/s320/DSC03900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers Day. We all look so young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139268200175962818" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JZMvTzCsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6atGiXlIkjs/s320/Joe+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo actress &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7340742408838440590?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7340742408838440590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7340742408838440590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7340742408838440590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7340742408838440590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/R1JTkfTzClI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y0LXE-Rjr1k/s72-c/012+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7573247635117549254</id><published>2007-10-28T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T09:13:43.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Pei Xia again.. updating joe's blog since that fella's just too 'busy' to update his own blog. Pics were taken during the last day of college. Enjoy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySz65v8cII/AAAAAAAAAHo/bDfgzRsC2_c/s1600-h/DSC07757.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyp5v8cDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eAmnwonhySg/s1600-h/DSC05105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418708800761906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyp5v8cDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eAmnwonhySg/s320/DSC05105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Kit, Mel and Ling.. his buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyqJv8cEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ykY2ltB_8H4/s1600-h/DSC05112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418713095729218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyqJv8cEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ykY2ltB_8H4/s320/DSC05112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             Applause to the wonderful photographer who took this pic. HINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyqZv8cFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZL8Kjs6pwHY/s1600-h/DSC05194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418717390696530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyqZv8cFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZL8Kjs6pwHY/s320/DSC05194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Just amuse them and pretend to go wow.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyqpv8cGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/acNqsiL9dSw/s1600-h/DSC07826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418721685663842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyqpv8cGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/acNqsiL9dSw/s320/DSC07826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Joe's favourite teacher. Shobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyC5v8cCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HGTLvaLigio/s1600-h/Joe+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126418038785863714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyC5v8cCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HGTLvaLigio/s320/Joe+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Guess that's why you rather study than layan me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's not dead.. he's just watching football. Liverpool v Arsenal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7573247635117549254?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7573247635117549254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7573247635117549254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7573247635117549254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7573247635117549254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-pei-xia-again.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RySyp5v8cDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eAmnwonhySg/s72-c/DSC05105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4492842476645186425</id><published>2007-09-27T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:50:37.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooo</title><content type='html'>Okay i think its pretty obvious this isnt joe. Doubt he'll ever put 'Woooo' as his title. Neways, this is Pei Xia.. one of his L4 classmates. Joe's studying econs, hard to believe but yeah.. econs is his last paper tomorrow, after that it'll be a month of hardcore &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nerding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; followed by our &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in november. Then, bye bye &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is kinda weird, updating someone elses blog.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. i guess i'll spam about his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts people should know about Loh Eu Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He gets turned on by lightbulbs, especially &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. His bed is sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He is afraid of dogs although he has one at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He sleeps on the floor once in awhile due to some back probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He hasnt change his mobile ringtone since Teacher's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He's racist. He thinks there are too many indians in malaysia. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He's most of the time naked in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He's very proud of his Asian Dragon, aka African Lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. His personal msgs on MSN are always taken from songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He is effing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i dunno y there isnt any title when i publish the post. weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4492842476645186425?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4492842476645186425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4492842476645186425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4492842476645186425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4492842476645186425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/09/woooo.html' title='Woooo'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2799031916431281894</id><published>2007-08-26T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:12:23.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My work. Plain, but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joejoejoejoejoe8 proudly presents to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RtHCZTNo4gI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B_a3tgaqWPg/s320/Desktop222.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103073592697479682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To anyone who thinks I ought to be studying for the trials instead of doing this, my mom thinks so too. Heck y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2799031916431281894?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2799031916431281894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2799031916431281894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2799031916431281894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2799031916431281894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-work.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RtHCZTNo4gI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B_a3tgaqWPg/s72-c/Desktop222.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-1678592441406654356</id><published>2007-08-22T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T05:55:14.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a non-football related issue, today was an amazing day. Unfortunately, I cannot say much because it is VERY private, but to whom it may concern, I loved it. Thank you =) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'd really like to repeat today. Seriously, if only it happened sooner. Oh well, you can't have everything in life. But then, I'm just glad I met you. You really mean something to me. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm really tempted to upload pictures but, I can't. Sighs. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;By the way, I would really appreciate it if this post is not mentioned on the cbox. Please don't ask me what its about, I'm writing it here so I can look back in the future and remember this day. Forget what you just read. Thank you! (I'm serious)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-1678592441406654356?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/1678592441406654356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=1678592441406654356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1678592441406654356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1678592441406654356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/something-more.html' title='Something more'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7323774454653718813</id><published>2007-08-22T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T05:57:25.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to a TRUE LEGEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;Dear Reds, &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; First of all I'd like to apologise for not having been back in touch sooner, but I needed to take some time to take on board all the recent changes and then to put down these words for you. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I'm sure you will understand. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I would rather this be a letter of thanks and gratitude, not simply a goodbye. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Yes, that's right, gratitude, because that is the word that best sums up my feelings for you all. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Taking the decision to change clubs hasn't been easy. Not easy at all. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I've experienced three fantastic years at the club and in the city. Three years in which together, the fans and the team, we have accomplished some fantastic achievements, and I'm sure that these successes will continue to be repeated in the near future. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; You know that I like a challenge and that I don't just settle for second best. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Back then Liverpool Football Club gave me the opportunity to be part of an ambitious plan to put the Reds back at the summit of the game. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I think that together we managed to achieve that. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; As I said, I do like challenges and in spite of the fact that at that time I was playing for my home town club, one of the biggest in the world, I wanted to be a part of that project that was being presented to me by Liverpool, and so I accepted the challenge. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Now, after three seasons in the Premier League and having won some major trophies, the chance came up for me to return to La Liga and be part of a new project at a club I already knew. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The idea of enjoying things in a Spanish club like we experienced together at Liverpool over these last three years appealed to me, and that's why I accepted the offer. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I want to thank everyone working at Liverpool Football Club for how well they have treated both my family and I, making us feel at home from the very first day to the last. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I also want to thank the management, coaching staff and directors for the opportunity they gave me back then to be part of such an important and well-loved club as Liverpool. A club which has helped me to grow as a footballer and where to date I have enjoyed the biggest success of my career. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Without a doubt, this success has been possible thanks to the outstanding group of players with whom I've been able to share a dressing room over the last three seasons. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I'm not going to mention anyone specifically, because I think that the secret of this team's success has been exactly that: nobody wanted to stand out above the rest and there has always been a great togetherness in the squad, which made it into something more than a group of players, it was a group of friends. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Thanks to all of you for your help and your friendship. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I've left until last the thank you which for me is the most important: Thank you to the supporters. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Your support allowed me to settle quickly at both the club and in the city, and you made me feel really at ease with you all right from the word go; that's the kind of help that you notice most of all during the difficult times, of which there have been a few during my time here. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I'd like to especially thank you for making up a song for me and you should know that every time I heard you singing it, it was like an extra injection of strength and motivation, even helping me to overcome pain occasionally during a game. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Your unconditional support is the thing that ensures that this team manages to pull through in the most difficult circumstances; and I can assure you that the whole squad is aware of this and thanks you for it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; A football club isn't just made up of players, coaches and directors. More than anything else it's the supporters who make a club, and that perhaps is the ingredient which best distinguishes Liverpool Football Club from every other team. The supporters. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Because if one thing has remained obvious to me after these few years, it's that with supporters like you, Liverpool Football Club will never walk alone. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I really hope that the club wins lots of major trophies in the future; I'll be following it all from a distance, with the pride that you can only get from having been a Red and played for the home team at Anfield – a ground that every football fan must visit at least once in their life. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Thank you for everything. Yours most sincerely, &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Your friend, Luís García&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RswwJTNo4dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zyDGifNM9oc/s320/Luis_Garcia__Liverp_162493c.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101505414238364114" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The bloody letter made me emo. Once a Red, always a Red. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You'll Never Walk Alone.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Help Athletico qualify for the Champions League, and come back to Anfield.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RswwrDNo4eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kJu3XzdOrOk/s320/anfield!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101505994058949090" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This. Is. Anfield. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Come home! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7323774454653718813?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7323774454653718813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7323774454653718813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7323774454653718813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7323774454653718813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/tribute-to-true-legend.html' title='A tribute to a TRUE LEGEND'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RswwJTNo4dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zyDGifNM9oc/s72-c/Luis_Garcia__Liverp_162493c.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-6314353048831411396</id><published>2007-08-18T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:48:52.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarium Plan 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OK I just told my dad about my aquarium plan.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe   :   Dad, there's this fish shop near college which is selling a 3 foot aquarium. Quality stuff, only 67 bucks.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad   :   So?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe   :   I wanna get it. Can?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad   :   For what? You already got a good one. Plus, you buy this one then where you gonna put your current tank?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe   :   ... (stunned) , um, I think put in the storeroom la. Can use as spare in case need to store sick fishes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad   :   Then where you gonna put the new 3 foot tank? Your computer table isn't gonna fit. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe   :   Put outside the room. There got space. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad  :   Cannot. Your mom won't like it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe   :   Then I find space in my room la. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad   :   Why you want to waste money like this? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe   :   Haih..means bottom line I can't get it?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad   :   No.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuck laaaa. Never mind, I'm determiined to get it. &lt;strong&gt;Operation Persuade Dad 101&lt;/strong&gt; shall commence. Anyone out there who can help think of strong points I can use to persuade my dad?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-6314353048831411396?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/6314353048831411396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=6314353048831411396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6314353048831411396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6314353048831411396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/aquarium-plan-101.html' title='Aquarium Plan 101'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2599165408585614806</id><published>2007-08-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T06:22:42.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am excited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM EXCITED! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why you may ask?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Because - 1.) I'm getting a new aquarium. A 3foot glass aquarium (RM 67)! What a bargain. Most of you prolly don't know I'm into aquatic animals ( eels, fish, crabs ), so with a 3 footer aquarium, I plan to make it look like this. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RsbxmDNo4YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/56NblhSuuHk/s320/plantedtank13G.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100029264043499906" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just throw in some small fishes, shrimps, and a couple of eels. Perfecto. Total cost would be around...RM 150-180. No more expensive lunches for me =( but trust me, it'll be worth it!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Because - 2.) Liverpool Vs Chelsea on Sunday, 11pm. Somehow, I got a feeling its gonna be one hell of a good game, and Liverpool will win to make it sweeter. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Because - 3.) I'm going shopping tomorrow at KLCC. Yes call me a pussy but I'll be shopping with my parents, which means an all-expenses paid shopping spree. Apparently, they're not happy with me going to college in short pants. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Because - 4.) Law trip on Monday. I don't know why I'm getting all excited about this trip when none of my friends give a shit. Hope it won't be sucky. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Because - 5.) I just found a RM30 reload card! Woooots! I should go to the field more often.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Because - 6.) The holidays are here! But I'll be going back to college everyday to study in the library with my college mates. STUDY! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;OK, feeling a little dizzy now. Off to bed. 'Happy' holidays people! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2599165408585614806?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2599165408585614806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2599165408585614806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2599165408585614806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2599165408585614806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-excited.html' title='I am excited!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RsbxmDNo4YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/56NblhSuuHk/s72-c/plantedtank13G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3565756929665575775</id><published>2007-08-17T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T05:04:04.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What color?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK first of all, sorry for the lack of updates. Been extremely busy with things that have been happening. Psychology proposals, Flatout2, Maths, driving lessons with Pei Xia, dinner at Jalan 222, etc. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And fuck Astro. The Champions League match between Toulouse and Liverpool was supposed to start at 10.30, but when everyone tuned in to watch the friggin game, fucking Astro decided it'll be funny to 'not receive signal from the source'. Worst of all, the said it'll be DELAYED. Okay I thought, delay. I can take delays. I waited. And waited. And fucking waited till 12.40. Yes thats TWO FRIGGIN HOURS. I got pissed, and called Astro. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joe       :  &lt;i&gt;blablabla&lt;/i&gt; ( not important )&lt;br/&gt;Astro   :   Oh, the Champions League on channel 80? Sorry we won't be showing the game. &lt;br/&gt;Joe       : OMG you kidding? Then why the hell are you saying its delayed? I've been waiting &lt;i&gt;blablabla&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK heck that, driving lessons part now. On Saturday, I sent Pei Xia home. And since I had time to burn, I let her drive. &lt;i&gt;Note : She does NOT have a driving license, and has NEVER driven a car before!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;OK so naturally, she was excited. And she screamed her nuts off when the car started moving. But overall, good experience. For her anyways &gt;&lt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Had dinner at Jalan 222 on Wednesday. After driving with Pei Xia again, we decided to hook up with the rest of the L4-ians for dinner. Someone suggested Jalan 222, so off we went. Met up with Zkit, Thomas, Yee Chien, Pei Min, Melanie and Renee at AC before heading off. Dinner was good,but not filling. Sighs...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Last day of college today. Hung back and decided not to go home so early. Drove Derek to the KTM station, rushed back to college to get my Psychology proposal, fetched Thomas home and lepaked in his car for a while. Went joy-riding in his car. Another licence-less driver, but at least he passed already la. Just waiting for his P plate. Dear Thomas, please read and be hopefully the info below can be of use to you. =p&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;1.)Jalan Sehala means it isn't a 2 way road. &lt;br/&gt;2.)BERHENTI means STOP.&lt;br/&gt;3.)Turn slowly at junctions.&lt;br/&gt;4.)Use your signals, don't be like me.&lt;br/&gt;5.)Lock your car when you get down next time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Lastly, I was blog-visiting a few minutes ago and I stumbled across something quite interesting. And yeah, I don't play Magic either but hell, its cool. I tried it, so should you! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wizards.com/magic/playmagic/whatcolorareyou.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wizards.com/magic/images/whatcolor_isred.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Till then, goodbye! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3565756929665575775?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3565756929665575775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3565756929665575775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3565756929665575775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3565756929665575775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-color.html' title='What color?'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7103764284840158239</id><published>2007-08-09T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:43:55.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wuttafark!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Update! OK, now they're telling me that Drogba WILL be available for the Liverpool match. WUTTAFARK! So indecisive. lmfao&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My crab is going to be adopted by either Zhun Kit OR Adeline. It depends. But Zkit threatened to kill my crab today, and Ade.. no comment. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;No sleep tonight again. Fucking psychology proposal to be done. I knew I should have done it last night but.. I was busy. yeah. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh by the way, the class blog is getting damn havoc. A minimun of 5 posts a day! LOL awesome awesome. =) Jason's party tomorrow night. Prolly gonna sleep there for the night. No updates for the next few days. See ya! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7103764284840158239?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7103764284840158239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7103764284840158239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7103764284840158239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7103764284840158239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/wuttafark.html' title='Wuttafark!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-459183402261137443</id><published>2007-08-07T06:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T06:17:03.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrhvR65L9gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kc-t2Te-DMc/s1600-h/10693318655319l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best piece of news I've heard today : Drogba to miss Liverpool encounter. WOOOO! *multiple back-flips*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;On a different issue, my crab is going to be adopted. =) Adoptee's name is undisclosed as yet because she can't confirm. Interest is there tho =) &lt;i&gt;fingers crossed &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;OK here's the emo post I promised you guys. Enjoy my emo-ing.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrhvR65L9gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kc-t2Te-DMc/s320/10693318655319l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095945332027291138" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diu Lei!!!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Sorry for the immature act. Anways, that gesture goes out to&lt;strong&gt; every single&lt;/strong&gt; L4 student who made me look like a fool today! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;All my emo friends out there! Relax, kick back and enjoy life! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh, I finished my Psychology Report. Who da bomb? =) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrhvR65L9gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kc-t2Te-DMc/s1600-h/10693318655319l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-459183402261137443?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/459183402261137443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=459183402261137443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/459183402261137443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/459183402261137443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/woots.html' title='Woots!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrhvR65L9gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kc-t2Te-DMc/s72-c/10693318655319l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-6189272589425241163</id><published>2007-08-06T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:15:16.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have failed myself. I DID NOT complete my fucking report. I DID NOT FUCKING COMPLETE THE REPORT!&lt;br/&gt; Heck it, its not even graded. Why am I even doing it? Oh, cause I'm feeling kiasu. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways, I'll finish the report tomorrow in college since I'll be having a 3 hour break. Hopefully Derek wakes up in time to meet me at The Web. Big day tomorrow if you know what I mean. *hint hint* LMFAO only one person understands what I'm up to. And the fella's prolly asleep now. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hunger + guilt = shovelling tons of food into big mouth. So here goes. Good night!&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;ps : I'm looking for a new owner for my pet crab. His chick died 6 months ago, and I think he's feeling lonely. Pre-requisite for adopting my crab : You must own at least another crab! Preferably female crab. If no one adopts him by Wednesday, I'll be driving to the nearest beach with me dad to set him free. SIGHS someone please adopt him. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-6189272589425241163?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/6189272589425241163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=6189272589425241163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6189272589425241163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6189272589425241163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5559891828146723229</id><published>2007-08-06T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T03:09:13.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R Vs Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LBg7kkdRbE8/s1600-h/ctr12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tonight, I will finish my Psychology report. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last night was pretty anti-climax. Liverpool-Feyenoord was quite dull, apart from the occasional hard tackle. Drenthe is one kick-ass dude. He has talent but the way he plays makes people wanna hit him hard. He needs anger-management therapy. DUDE its just a freaking friendly! He almost killed Gerrard! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sorry Kuyt didn't score. Home club and all that jazz..what he got in the end? A fine goal disallowed! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Y'all know I have fishes in my room right. I've got 2 aquariums, 1 fish tank and 1 crab tank. Yes crab. However, I got home from college just now, went to my room, and guess what I saw. MY FUCKING FISH COMMITED SUICIDE!! Dumbass jumped outta the tank and was crispy dry when I got home. Sighs you will be missed, stupid fish. =(&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I watched Evan Almighty already. Not as impressive as Bruce Almighty but its still worth your 2 hours. I got the DVD by the way =) Sri Petaling pasar malam la, what you expect? Everything also got. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The awesome Honda Civic Type-R was released in Malaysia recently. Only 60 units, and all snapped up. Sighs..  Sexy at its best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LBg7kkdRbE8/s320/ctr12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095524219073852706" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9TI/AAAAAAAAADA/pRMpMy50RHA/s1600-h/ctr34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9TI/AAAAAAAAADA/pRMpMy50RHA/s320/ctr34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095524219073852722" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9UI/AAAAAAAAADI/TN8kEsnWLSI/s1600-h/ctr35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9UI/AAAAAAAAADI/TN8kEsnWLSI/s320/ctr35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095524219073852738" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwSK5L9VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0tTVoPZZtxw/s1600-h/ctr37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwSK5L9VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0tTVoPZZtxw/s320/ctr37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095524223368820050" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwSK5L9WI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ZKpS294R_g/s1600-h/ctr52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwSK5L9WI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ZKpS294R_g/s320/ctr52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095524223368820066" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbxCq5L9ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/s8SEtgGWvn0/s320/ctr40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095525056592475538" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbxCq5L9aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o9jLyaa8aqA/s320/ctr10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095525056592475554" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm sorry I don't know why the words above are all underlined. Ignore it, just enjoy them sexy pictures =) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5559891828146723229?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5559891828146723229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5559891828146723229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5559891828146723229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5559891828146723229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/r-vs-joe.html' title='R Vs Joe'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrbwR65L9SI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LBg7kkdRbE8/s72-c/ctr12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-1770156228704419391</id><published>2007-08-05T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:01:00.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm waiting for the bloody Utd-Chelsea match to start. zzz&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I finally finished reading HARRY POTTER! WOOooo! Now we can talk about it! WARNING : SPOILER &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Nehh, don't feel like talking bout it. =)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Liverpool - Feyenoord game to start at 2 am! I bloody can't wait. =) =) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;L4 goes online! Check us out at www.l4-07.blogspot.com. So far, its just crap tho. Membership is free! Just contact er, Yee Chien if ya wanna join.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; My friends are all falling in love. I need a girlfriend. &lt;i&gt;Accio girlfriend&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Okays the game is about to start. I've just wasted half an hour of my life here, instead of working on my Psychology Research Question which is due tomorrow. Well done mate, well done.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrXX4K5L9RI/AAAAAAAAACw/xbb-gSltNHk/s320/DSC01592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095215913436443922" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I still can't get over this picture =) &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finest moment of my short life &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-1770156228704419391?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/1770156228704419391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=1770156228704419391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1770156228704419391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1770156228704419391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-waiting-for-bloody-utd-chelsea-match.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrXX4K5L9RI/AAAAAAAAACw/xbb-gSltNHk/s72-c/DSC01592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4913625442072427611</id><published>2007-08-04T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T20:41:44.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L4 goes to 1U!</title><content type='html'>Went to 1U with my classmates today. Met Pei Xia first at Gap/Guess (?) before heading off to look for Michelle, Yee Chien, Renee, Renee's boy &amp; the birthday girl &lt;br/&gt;at Coffee bean. Waited for a while for the rest of them to turn up, then went makan at Chillis.  Amazing  2hours there! Actually, nothing amazing, just a hell load of laughter. No kidding. People at Chillis also gonna go ''wtf-are-these-people-doing'' when Keefy &amp;amp; I took turns 'satisfying' the birthday girl YeePei.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After eating,  Zhun Kit tagged along with me to look for a CD for me pal. Went to 4 different music stores in search of ONE freaking album, yet they fucking don't have it! DON'T YOU PEOPLE LISTEN TO TAKING BACK SUNDAY!?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Re-joined the class at British India. However, we were short on time, so we had to cut the Redbox idea. Lucky people =p &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;''Bowling lor,'' someone said. Everyone nodded then we went bowl. Actually, shouldn't have bowled cuz some people didn't bowl, which made it seem like they weren't enjoying themselves. =( BUT, some people decided to camwhore more than bowl. I tried to ignore them and concentrate on the game. However...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELa5L9LI/AAAAAAAAACE/lSi_SaTrcw0/s1600-h/IMG099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELa5L9LI/AAAAAAAAACE/lSi_SaTrcw0/s320/IMG099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095053516428014770" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Michelle &amp; Joe&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELq5L9MI/AAAAAAAAACM/PZtSwg_3NGc/s1600-h/IMG097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELq5L9MI/AAAAAAAAACM/PZtSwg_3NGc/s320/IMG097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095053520722982082" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Pei Xia &amp; Joe (yes I look stupid )&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVE0a5L9OI/AAAAAAAAACc/CcZQmIKCxyM/s320/IMG098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095054220802651362" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELq5L9MI/AAAAAAAAACM/PZtSwg_3NGc/s1600-h/IMG097.JPG"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;   3 camera's OK! I didn't know where to look&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;Guys, be jealous. Be very jealous because...&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELq5L9NI/AAAAAAAAACU/2EUfQ5KL-N4/s1600-h/DSC01592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELq5L9NI/AAAAAAAAACU/2EUfQ5KL-N4/s320/DSC01592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095053520722982098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm PIMPIN IT YO! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are waaaay more pictures, at least another 30 pictures. I don't have them all now, but I will get them here =) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4913625442072427611?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4913625442072427611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4913625442072427611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4913625442072427611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4913625442072427611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/l4-goes-to-1u.html' title='L4 goes to 1U!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RrVELa5L9LI/AAAAAAAAACE/lSi_SaTrcw0/s72-c/IMG099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2982480947013498365</id><published>2007-08-03T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T02:56:31.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;W&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEK IN REVIEW&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - The start of our Charity Fair thing. Classes ended at 4, and my first assignment : fetch YeeChien &amp; Kenneth to Pei Xia's house for preparations. Then, genius said she wanted to go home first, and it'll only take a while. So I thought, OK, won't take long. I kept asking for directions cuz I didn't know how to get there, and she thought she damn smart, can play with ipod while directing me. Halfway up the flyover, classic moment I tell you, her eyes open kao big and goes ... ''eh not this way laa'' So had to detour, and then only head towards Kota Kemuning. Then again, wrong turn. So ended up at my place. After my house, off to fetch Michelle from Bkt Jalil station. THEN, detour to college to lead Anna and Li Ling to Yun Lings house. DETOUR first to Thomas' place cuz he left his house keys in my car, hence his 3 hour wait outside his house with his dogs. Finally, reached Yun Lings house. Worked like shit, became taxi dude even more, and got 1 hour of sleep. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tuesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Charity day. Work like bollocks, got sunburnt, lost weight, loaded my body with sugar, saw chicks having fun in our Limbo stall *grrr*, had ice kacang x2, met up with old pals, almost crashed x4 (sorry mel ), emo-ed a little, slept. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wednesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Bummed around college. Literally. Realised the song 'Brooklyn' by Taking Back Sunday is so damn meaningful. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - No highlights. Only went to Pyramid during our 3 hour break with Renee, Michelle &amp;amp; Yee Chien. Had Baskin Robins for the first time ( yes, laugh ) then gossiped, then went to Nando's for lunch. Makan already, went back to college JUST in time for Legals quiz. Sighs.. &amp; did a stupid thing by agreeing to take part in a Focus Group for Psychology. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Got back Legals Assignment marks. OK I guess. Not what I wanted, but hey don't be greedy. Went for Psychology Focus Group meeting. Was better than what I expected, at least I had fun. BUT, my classmates all went and watch Simpsons and freaking left me behind. Oh well.. &lt;br/&gt;Spent time in the cafeteria with Pei Xia, Emily Muthusami a/p Subramaniam, Renee &amp;amp; Yee Chien. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Man Utd signed a 9 year old kid. I was like, so what? Big ass deal. Until I youtube-d him, and ohmygod! WTF man he plays better than me! In case you can't find it, here it is. &lt;a href="http://http://youtube.com/watch?v=hG47FDenyXw"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=hG47FDenyXw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simpsons is one helluva great movie. All jokers should take inspiration from those bummers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weekend is here. However, I'm grounded. Class party for Yee Pei's birthday on Saturday at 1U, hopefully I'll be able to make it. If not, I'll be online with Pei Xia who's also grounded XD &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm over her. No more furious heartbeats when I see her in the corridors/stairs. I'm back =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2982480947013498365?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2982480947013498365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2982480947013498365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2982480947013498365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2982480947013498365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/08/w-eek-in-review-monday-start-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5568290698842170906</id><published>2007-07-29T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T07:27:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Lies of eujoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The life and lies of eujoe. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;1.) I lied when I said I was 180cm&lt;br/&gt;2.) I lied when I said I had 19 girlfriends&lt;br/&gt;3.) I lied when I said I have an ebay account&lt;br/&gt;4.) I lied when I said I didn't love you&lt;br/&gt;5.) I lied when I told you I studied for the exam&lt;br/&gt;6.) I lied when I said I play defense, not attack&lt;br/&gt;7.) I lied when I said I know how to play chess&lt;br/&gt;8.) I lied when I said I weighed 45 kilos&lt;br/&gt;9.) I lied when I said I watch ' The Apprentice'&lt;br/&gt;10.) I lied when I said my favourite team was Man Utd&lt;br/&gt;11.) I lied when I said having sex before marriage was bad&lt;br/&gt;12.) I lied when I said Malaysian football was good&lt;br/&gt;13.) I lied when I said DOTA was good&lt;br/&gt;14.) I lied when I said he was the best boyfriend you could ever have&lt;br/&gt;15.) I lied when I said I didn't care whether you brought porn for me or not&lt;br/&gt;16.) I lied when I said your singing was awesome&lt;br/&gt;17.) I lied when I said condoms was the best creation there was&lt;br/&gt;18.) I lied when I said my lifelong dream was to have a threesome&lt;br/&gt;19.) I lied when I said I wanted to be someone special&lt;br/&gt;20.) I lied when I said endangered animals meant something to me&lt;br/&gt;21.) I lied when I said I'd cut my hair on Saturday&lt;br/&gt;22.) I lied when I said I was sorry I saw your balls in the toilet&lt;br/&gt;23.) I lied when I said I was not looking forward to dancing with you on prom night&lt;br/&gt;24.) I lied when I said this country was not corrupted&lt;br/&gt;25.) I lied when I said your cooking was good&lt;br/&gt;26.) I lied when I said Malaysian football was...oh yeah&lt;br/&gt;27.) I lied when I said you were wasting your time reading this shit. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;       I was lying about those lies. Sorry, boredom. Sunday night blues. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5568290698842170906?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5568290698842170906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5568290698842170906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5568290698842170906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5568290698842170906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-and-lies-of-eujoe.html' title='The Life and Lies of eujoe'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5736064752265544051</id><published>2007-07-21T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:00:13.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates. Been extremely busy with the large chunk of shit SAM placed on me. &lt;i&gt;Maths&lt;/i&gt; common test, &lt;i&gt;Psychology&lt;/i&gt; presentation,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Econs&lt;/i&gt; essay. Damn! Anyways, I'll let the pictures explain how the week went.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi8q5L9CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zcSIqFfETNw/s1600-h/SP_A0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi8q5L9CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zcSIqFfETNw/s320/SP_A0165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090724485746390050" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The wisdom of SAM students &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi8q5L9DI/AAAAAAAAABE/9KIl1RIwbzM/s1600-h/SP_A0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi8q5L9DI/AAAAAAAAABE/9KIl1RIwbzM/s320/SP_A0178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090724485746390066" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mel 'working' on her ESL essay&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi865L9EI/AAAAAAAAABM/p7rW_YBadzY/s1600-h/SP_A0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi865L9EI/AAAAAAAAABM/p7rW_YBadzY/s320/SP_A0180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090724490041357378" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thomas the model camwhoring&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi9K5L9FI/AAAAAAAAABU/i8Le3yCPcWE/s1600-h/SP_A0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi9K5L9FI/AAAAAAAAABU/i8Le3yCPcWE/s320/SP_A0181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090724494336324690" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Again &gt;&lt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi8a5L9BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Dp_5WjrpuSI/s320/SP_A0169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090724481451422738" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anna in pampers&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have more pictures but blogger is frustrating. I've got several pictures from the modelling contest thingy, but I'm lazy to upload em. Will do it soon =)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Charity fair is on Tuesday. Can't wait! Also, I have NOT finished reading HP7, so all you assholes out there who have finished, shut the fuck up!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thank you also to the people who bothered bout my birthday. Here's a list of people who made my day. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Appreciation thread - mom, dad, aunty sook, derek, su yen, yvonne, keefy, SB, ker lei, numtu, sang yung, yi may, ke xin,&lt;br/&gt;  yee wan, yen ping,chooi yen, lee min, anna, lydia, ''yee chien'', ei leen, yan ming, elaine,&lt;br/&gt;  michelle yap, michelle yap, rachel, yu li, hong khai, tiffany, jason, pei ru, yen shian   zhun kit, thomas , tien keat, yunz, pei xia, melanie, L4 people, andrew, kah chong, evonne, &lt;br/&gt;  sonia, pei min, see wei, kee tat, michelle liew, li ling, le ying, jun jie, patricia &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sorry if I've left out anybody! THANK YOU!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5736064752265544051?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5736064752265544051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5736064752265544051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5736064752265544051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5736064752265544051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry-for-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvNdy1dg4DI/RqXi8q5L9CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zcSIqFfETNw/s72-c/SP_A0165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2447399611121573138</id><published>2007-07-16T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T08:08:01.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies &amp; Hurricanes - Muse</title><content type='html'>Change,&lt;br/&gt;Everything you are&lt;br/&gt;And everything you were&lt;br/&gt;Your number has been called&lt;br/&gt;Fights, battles have begun&lt;br/&gt;Revenge will surely come&lt;br/&gt;Your hard times are ahead&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Best,&lt;br/&gt;You've got to be the best&lt;br/&gt;You've got to change the world&lt;br/&gt;And you use this chance to be heard&lt;br/&gt;Your time is now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Change,&lt;br/&gt;Everything you are&lt;br/&gt;And everything you were&lt;br/&gt;Your number has been called&lt;br/&gt;Fights and battles have begun&lt;br/&gt;Revenge will surely come&lt;br/&gt;Your hard times are ahead&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Best,&lt;br/&gt;You've got to be the best&lt;br/&gt;You've got to change the world&lt;br/&gt;And you use this chance to be heard&lt;br/&gt;Your time is now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Don't,&lt;br/&gt;Let yourself down&lt;br/&gt;Don't let yourself go&lt;br/&gt;Your last chance has arrived&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Best,&lt;br/&gt;You've got to be the best&lt;br/&gt;You've got to change the world&lt;br/&gt;And you use this chance to be heard&lt;br/&gt;Your time is now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2447399611121573138?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2447399611121573138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2447399611121573138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2447399611121573138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2447399611121573138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/butterflies-hurricanes-muse.html' title='Butterflies &amp; Hurricanes - Muse'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7118703849643235570</id><published>2007-07-13T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T20:08:20.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DULAN!</title><content type='html'>I wanna vent my anger and frustration. So I called my neighbour to come out &amp;amp; play some football. Here's how it went..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Joe  : Hello, is Qi Hong there?&lt;br/&gt;xxx : Er..pu chai.&lt;br/&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;toot toot toot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUGGER SHE JUST HUNG UP! DULAN-NESS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Guess I'll go back to sleep. Monday I love you. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7118703849643235570?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7118703849643235570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7118703849643235570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7118703849643235570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7118703849643235570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/dulan.html' title='DULAN!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3133025862571795221</id><published>2007-07-13T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:50:30.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Friday</title><content type='html'>Gloomy Sunday, gloomy Friday its all the same. I fucking hate this Friday.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The day went well till he decided I'm going out too much. Dammit can't you tell me earlier? I was anticipating the fucking outing for the whole day. OK-its just a regular outing but still I wanna go out instead of staying home for the whole fucking day. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;I just want to go to sleep for the next 3 days &amp;amp; wake up on Monday. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To all my friends who gave a shit about how I felt today, thank you =) touched. Also I wanna apologise for being quite cold towards you guys la. Sorry! And sorry I ffk-ed you guys at the last minute. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Going to sleep now. Wake me up when Sunday ends ~&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3133025862571795221?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3133025862571795221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3133025862571795221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3133025862571795221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3133025862571795221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/gloomy-friday.html' title='Gloomy Friday'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4481288998757524026</id><published>2007-07-11T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:32:19.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ought to be studying for LAN but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The title says it all but unfortunately, I'm not. I really don't see the point in taking this totally worthless subject, even our Legals teacher thinks its totally useless. Blame the government XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm currently in the library. Came here with the intention to study LAN, but got distracted by football websites &amp; stuff. Sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exam gonna start in half an hour, thankfully its all objective. Gonna sit with someone who has studied =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liverpool have confirmed the signing of Yossi Benayoun (!) and my dad's first reaction : Whoaah Rafa sign another drug addict. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://www.4thegame.com/media/00/02/85/benayoun_yossi_whfc_profile_2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who wanna watch Copa Finals at Jason's place confirm fast. PS : This goes out to ex-CHS people la, college friends not invited =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the details ; Venue : Jasons hse in Kajang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time : Game starts (according to Jason ) at 4.30 am, so we prolly go the day before &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date : July 16th , so confirm ASAP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4481288998757524026?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4481288998757524026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4481288998757524026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4481288998757524026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4481288998757524026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-ought-to-be-studying-for-lan-but.html' title='I ought to be studying for LAN but...'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7182578105610896816</id><published>2007-07-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:37:37.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>''I used to think that being lazy was bad, so I stopped thinking.''  - Kam Jiu Hwei&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Stupid mofo because you said that, I laughed and Shoba marah us. Knnccb&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7182578105610896816?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7182578105610896816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7182578105610896816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7182578105610896816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7182578105610896816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-6825281820244978346</id><published>2007-07-10T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T09:49:55.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True or False?</title><content type='html'>EU JOE&lt;br/&gt;this ass... damn freaking horny... the most dirty in the class... especially in the mind... don noe wat shit porn he watches on the net... damn shit this fella... like's yvonne... some girl in taylors... but i think he's way off her league lah... errr... got very long hair... likes long sleeve n short pants n levi's shoes... my old style... hehehe... likes the song i caught fire by THE USED... sings it until very terrible... bird flying halfway oso drop n die cos kena stroke man... yeeeee... errr... generally a very horny person... but very good oso lah... he just 1s a suitable girl for him... girls... can lah... quite good choice... think about it... don take into account of is bad attributes, just the good... tht means only got a few attributes lah but its good enough ok... hahaha... OOOOHHHH... DRIVE A HONDA CIVIC... ahhh... very ka-ching oso... the civic is the girl-winner item... hehe... girls, i'm just kidding... i'm not degrading u all... 1 more thing... he's like me... LIVERPOOL FAN... kau kau... more than me oso... i like liverpool, he dies for liverpool... crazy shit... he loves football... he's really makan bola minum bola tidur bola... i moderate...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This was posted by Thomas on his blog (see my links), this is what he thinks of me! OMFG + LMFAO = WTF  whhooops sorrry lame. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways, you guys judge yourself la whether he's telling the truth, or he's just full of bull. You can choose to lie to protect me if you want =p &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-6825281820244978346?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/6825281820244978346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=6825281820244978346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6825281820244978346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6825281820244978346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/true-or-false.html' title='True or False?'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-8355790132471758869</id><published>2007-07-10T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T09:05:36.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holaa again!</title><content type='html'>Sorry people for the inconvenience. I really like Xanga, but I had difficulties doing several stuff so I moved over to blogspot. =) still getting used to it tho.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways its getting late, gotta go sleep. Class tomorrow zzz&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Quick update : my lobster died &gt;&lt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-8355790132471758869?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/8355790132471758869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=8355790132471758869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8355790132471758869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8355790132471758869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/holaa-again.html' title='Holaa again!'/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5974897715729810717</id><published>2007-07-09T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:55:53.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must...focus...on...econs...MUST...FOCUS...ON....ECONS... SHOOIT JUST WASTED 19 SECONDS ON THIS BULL. XD WELCOME TO MY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo Quaresma is all set to join Liverpool ( F365 )&lt;br /&gt;Quaresma deals on hold ( tribalfootball )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who to believe? Lousy gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a kick-ass econs test coming up tomorrow, and I'm wasting even more time here. Someone help meee!&lt;br /&gt;I need a girlfriend to control me =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOU SINGLE LADIES OUT THERE COME GRAB YOU'RE HOT STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/85d6f134261110/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00095" src="http://x85.xanga.com/d6f80a7010509134261110/z98240911.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot stuff being flanked by 2 hotties XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/85f90134261168/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00148" src="http://x85.xanga.com/f90d935a28233134261168/z98240961.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot stuff posing with 'Birdies' shades &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/cool.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : being conceited now. Don't criticize me yah! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY ECONS LA WHOEVER READING THIS! PFFFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want good music? This is the bomb! Disenchanted - My Chemical Romance, piano version. Damn kao soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=WbqSfI-Rc7o ; this guy damn awesome. Inspiring me to wanna take up piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's No 'I' In Team - Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't regret,&lt;br /&gt;(can't you just forget it?)&lt;br /&gt;I started something I couldn't finish&lt;br /&gt;(And if we go down, we go down together)&lt;br /&gt;best friends means,&lt;br /&gt;(well best friends means)&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a twenty-dollar bill&lt;br /&gt;that says you're up late night starting&lt;br /&gt;(fist fights versus fences in your backyard)&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor&lt;br /&gt;(Soaking in sympathy)&lt;br /&gt;from friends who never loved you&lt;br /&gt;(nearly half as much as me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's just what anyone would do")&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's something unforgivable")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't regret,&lt;br /&gt;(can't you just forget it?)&lt;br /&gt;I started something I couldn't finish&lt;br /&gt;If we go down, we go down together&lt;br /&gt;(best friends means)&lt;br /&gt;(well best friends means)&lt;br /&gt;And you never knew&lt;br /&gt;(well I never told you)&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know about breaking hearts&lt;br /&gt;(I learnt from you, it's true)&lt;br /&gt;I've never done it with the style and grace you have&lt;br /&gt;But I've made lots of plans&lt;br /&gt;(based on these mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's just what anyone would do")&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's something unforgivable")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you call tact?&lt;br /&gt;I swear you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back&lt;br /&gt;so let's end this call,&lt;br /&gt;and end this conversation&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing worse...&lt;br /&gt;(that's right he said,)&lt;br /&gt;[Have another drink and drive yourself home.]&lt;br /&gt;I swear, you have no idea&lt;br /&gt;(That's right he said it)&lt;br /&gt;[I hope there's ice on all the roads.]&lt;br /&gt;The jealousy that became me thinking&lt;br /&gt;(That's right he said)&lt;br /&gt;[And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,]&lt;br /&gt;that you always had it way too easy&lt;br /&gt;[And again when your head goes through the windshield.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's just what anyone would do")&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's something unforgivable")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pulled the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;[x5]&lt;br /&gt;Best friend thinks I pulled the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Best friend thinks you get what you deserve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5974897715729810717?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5974897715729810717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5974897715729810717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5974897715729810717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5974897715729810717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/must.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-8646012651331134043</id><published>2007-07-07T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:56:04.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three explorers are captured by a tribe in the Amazon jungle. The chief is going to punish the intruders. He calls the first explorer to the front of the tribe and asks, "Death or Booka?!". Well the explorer doesn't want to die, so he opts for booka. The tribe starts screaming BOOKA! and dancing around. the cheif then rips the explorers pants off and fucks him in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheif calls the second explorer to the front and asks, "Death or Booka?!". Well not wanting to die either, he opts for booka. The tribe again starts screaming BOOKA! and dancing around. The cheif rips the second guys pants off and fucks him in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chief calls the third explorer to the front and asks, "Death or Booka?!". Well the third guy has a little more self respect and thinks death would be better than being violated in front of hundreds of tribesman, so he opts for death. The chief turns to the tribe and screams "DEATH BY BOOKA!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-8646012651331134043?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/8646012651331134043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=8646012651331134043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8646012651331134043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8646012651331134043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/three-explorers-are-captured-by-tribe.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-270837652889162334</id><published>2007-07-03T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:56:53.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=( The reports have been confirmed. King Luis has left Liverpool. =( =( I'll miss you. Thank you for all the memorable flicks, and the AMAZING goal against Juve. I still have dreams about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Luis Garcia&lt;br /&gt;He drinks Sangria&lt;br /&gt;He comes from Barca&lt;br /&gt;To bring us joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's 5-foot 7&lt;br /&gt;He's football heaven&lt;br /&gt;Oh please don't take our Luis away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sang to the tune of You Are My Sunshine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/61510132833462/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="349" alt="king luis" src="http://x61.xanga.com/510d624ac5030132833462/z97023087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late dedication post to another beloved Anfield hero, God. To Liverpool fans, our God is none other than Robbie Fowler -9-&lt;br /&gt;They should retire that number. Don't play play weh, the 4th highest scorer in the EPL.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/0addf132834144/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="fowler" src="http://x0a.xanga.com/ddfd7a46d4630132834144/z97023681.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY Red God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last dedication goes out to our Istanbul hero, Mr Wobbly-Legs : Jerzy Dudek!&lt;br /&gt;Without you, we won't be having Ol' Big Ears in our trophy room. And the amazing double save against the old Sheva. You amaze me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/48f29132834157/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="dudek" src="http://x48.xanga.com/f29d934ad4033132834157/z97023692.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE. ONCE A RED, ALWAYS A RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best guys. We'll definately miss your football. However, on a happier note, this lad is gonna be banging in goals for us. I hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/1d6ad132834188/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="torres" src="http://x1d.xanga.com/6ad8207b52320132834188/z13664376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-270837652889162334?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/270837652889162334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=270837652889162334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/270837652889162334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/270837652889162334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/reports-have-been-confirmed.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-5195968557960031095</id><published>2007-07-02T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:57:22.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This entry goes out to all road users , termed 'legal neighbours' by Wendy L. :p heh..Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guys on the road, focus! Don't mess with your iPod, radio, mp3 etc or risk making an old lady pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time : 6.20 pm&lt;br /&gt;Location : Sri Petaling Area&lt;br /&gt;Guilty party : Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive along this stretch of road EVERYDAY to college, so, being the smartass that I am, I thought I knew the road perfectly well. So, as I approached the traffic light, I started to slow down. Then, the fucking iPod played Kiss The Girl - Ashley Tisdale. OMFG KNN WHY THE FUCK IS THAT SONG IN MY IPOD IN THE FIRST PLACE!? So quickly, I reached for it and fumbled to change the song. The next thing I know, I looked up, and again - OMFG KNN WHY THE FUCK IS THE CAR IN FRONT SO CLOSE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cepat-cepat I tekan brek to try &amp;amp; avoid the unavoidable - WHAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Honda provided me with pretty decent brakes, the damage was only a small SMALL scratch. HOWEVER, the worst was yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNN old lady came down from her CRV, glare kao me, and motioned for me to go down. So I thought, hey old lady only mar, chill lar. So I drove to the side, parked behind her car and went down. First thing she said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' Wah boy, where you get license ah? Buy ah?''&lt;br /&gt;'' No la, Surfine.'' (still got cheek =p )&lt;br /&gt;'' You drive like that also they give you license? Aiyo..''&lt;br /&gt;'' Sorry la aunty - ''&lt;br /&gt;'' WHAT YOU CALLED ME?! AUNTY?'' (omg knn stupid lady so sensitive)&lt;br /&gt;'' Err...? HUH? ''&lt;br /&gt;'' Don't EVER CALL ME AUNTY! BE THANKFUL I'M NOT GOING TO REPORT THIS''&lt;br /&gt;'' Sorry..I didn't know..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, I was starting to get annoyed. SO WHAT IF I CALLED YOU AUNTY? YOU DAMN HOT NOW IS IT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' You see you, youngster like you think got car very big already can simply drive so fast. ''&lt;br /&gt;'' But minor scratch only worr.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Big scratch small scratch all the same, I still must go shop to fix. Waste my time only.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Sorry..'' ( I was SINCERELY SORRY )&lt;br /&gt;'' Sorry won't help. This thing will probably cost around 30 bucks.''&lt;br /&gt;'' &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; ''&lt;br /&gt;'' Or you prefer me to call your parents to settle? ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH OLD LADY ALSO KNOW HOW TO THREATEN. WELCOME TO MALAYSIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' Fine. Here you go. '' *hands over 30bucks*&lt;br /&gt;'' Next time, be careful when you drive on the road you might have hurt someone. Blablablablabla ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF STILL GOT MOOD TO LECTURE. I was beginning to get annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' - blablabla. OK? ''&lt;br /&gt;'' Yea.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Alright la then, I don't wanna hold you up anymore. See you next time.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT YOU LAR SEE YOU NEXT TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a conclusion, yes I admit its my fault for fiddling with the iPod but spare me the lecture next time. Now I know NOT to mess with anything else next time I'm driving. So to all my fellow drivers, to avoid spending 30 bucks on a lecture, PAY ATTENTION TO THE ROAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm over HER). Loving The Alien - Velvet Revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I know&lt;br /&gt;I feel like making love&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't&lt;br /&gt;I feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up&lt;br /&gt;Is all we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is all the time&lt;br /&gt;And never means maybe&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is all the time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I feel alone)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I make believe&lt;br /&gt;When we're alone&lt;br /&gt;Machines have taken hold&lt;br /&gt;Can you get me to a telephone&lt;br /&gt;It's just the little things&lt;br /&gt;You used to see&lt;br /&gt;Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is all the time&lt;br /&gt;And never means maybe&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is all the time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I feel alone)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never noticed&lt;br /&gt;How lovely were the aliens&lt;br /&gt;Lovely were the aliens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never noticed&lt;br /&gt;How lovely were the aliens&lt;br /&gt;Lovely were the aliens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I feel alone)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I feel alone)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm moving... on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-5195968557960031095?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/5195968557960031095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=5195968557960031095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5195968557960031095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/5195968557960031095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-entry-goes-out-to-all-road-users.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-3851476214336112875</id><published>2007-06-30T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:52:29.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Sunway Pyramid with my parents today for dinner. I went shopping myself since we have interest clashes - Mom/Dad = god knows what they shop for, Joe = typical guy stuff ( no, not I Love House )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since I had time to burn, I went to a tie shop to get me a tie since I realised, I DON'T OWN A TIE. &amp; since I gotta keep lending from friends whenever I've got a presentation, I might as well get one for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/799b3132173288/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="ties(2)" src="http://x79.xanga.com/9b3d814539432132173288/z96457845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While choosing a tie, no one came and layan me. So I took my time and voila! - I start daydreaming and stoning. I thought to myself.. time really is flying by. Look at all of us now, being who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would wake up in the middle of the night, after a nightmare, and cry.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we could just cuddle in between our parents whenever we felt scared.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would hide from our parents whenever we did something wrong, &amp; pray they won't scold/hit us with hangars &amp;amp; the fucking rotan.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would eat porridge &amp; biscuits for lunch in kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when our parents would tell us that babies came from birds &amp;amp; trees.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we say 'Shit' and 'Damn' and our parents eye's would bulge and they would start scolding us.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would talk on the phone for hours talking about nothing with our best friend.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would stay back after school for football, or just hang out at Kanna's.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when Power Rangers was better than football.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would play football after the rain, and jump in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we would have sleepovers, and we'd stay up the whole night talking about our crushes ( yes, guys do that )&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we'd skip classes whenever we'd forgotten to do our homework ( we still do that tho )&lt;br /&gt;There was once when, every recess, we'd share a drink and a bowl of mee soup.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when having long &amp; colored hair was deemed illegal by teachers.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when talking to a person from the opposite sex was no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we didn't give a shit about whose penis was longer.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we didn't care whether the prettiest girl talked to us or not.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when I got 95 for my math and I didn't think it was a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when teachers would pull our ear and pinch our arms whenever we did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we'd cycle around the park without a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;There was once a time when there were no need for presentations &amp;amp; assignments.&lt;br /&gt;There was once a time when no one cared what bag you used, or what brand you wore.&lt;br /&gt;There was once a time when all we wanted to do was have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, 10 years on, where are we? What have we achieved after all these years? How many of us actually keep in touch with their childhood friends? Always, people say 'keep in touch!' but then, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can proudly say that, after 17 years, I have at least several friends whom I'd treasure all my life. You guys might not be reading this blog, but yeah, you guys are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could turn back time, I would. What woudn't I do to be running around the carpark for hours with my best friend, or saving our money for 2 weeks just to blow 'em away on Pokemon cards, or spend hours watching Ultraman together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says we'll meet new people everyday, but its the old ones who really matter. Treasure your mates &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-3851476214336112875?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/3851476214336112875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=3851476214336112875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3851476214336112875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/3851476214336112875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-sunway-pyramid-with-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-4679970905254915896</id><published>2007-06-30T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:58:22.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hand in mine, into your icy blues&lt;br /&gt;And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway&lt;br /&gt;With this trunk of ammunition too&lt;br /&gt;I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;To let you know just how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;And after all the things we put each other through and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would drive on to the end with you&lt;br /&gt;A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like there's nothing left to do&lt;br /&gt;But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I mean it&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know just how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;As snow falls on desert sky&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;To let you know how much you mean&lt;br /&gt;As days fade, and nights grow&lt;br /&gt;And we go cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the end, until this pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;Until this, I mean this, I mean this&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;To let you know how much you mean&lt;br /&gt;As days fade, and nights grow&lt;br /&gt;And we go cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, we'll show them&lt;br /&gt;We'll show them all how much we mean&lt;br /&gt;As snow falls on desert sky&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of every...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we are, all we are&lt;br /&gt;Is bullets I mean this&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning&lt;br /&gt;Forever, and ever&lt;br /&gt;Know how much I want to show you you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down&lt;br /&gt;And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down&lt;br /&gt;I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a couple of not-so-happy-at-the-moment friends. Cheer up guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday approaches...&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/stunned.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-4679970905254915896?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/4679970905254915896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=4679970905254915896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4679970905254915896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/4679970905254915896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/hand-in-mine-into-your-icy-blues-and.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-6013088926019151014</id><published>2007-06-26T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:53:39.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG shit I've got loads of work to be done this week. JOE U BETTER FINISH THEM!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Legals - Draft due on Friday ( July 6th )&lt;BR&gt;Econs - Essay shit on Monday &lt;BR&gt;ESL - Presentation Monday ( i need more practice dammmit! )&lt;BR&gt;Math - ( fuck load of work. I'LL FINISH THEM WATCH ME ) &lt;BR&gt;Psychology - bout 15 questions due Monday &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I've already wasted half my Saturday doing NOTHING. Gotta fetch my cousin home in 10 minutes..then I'll start on MATH. I WILL FINISH IT. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Legals, I'll start on Monday after clearing up on how to do it. Still blur. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Psychology/Econs, I'll do it either TONIGHT or TOMORROW MORNING. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ESL slides are completed, all thats left is to practice. I panic in front of a big crowd, and L4's got loads of big people.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;On a different note, Gwen Stefani is coming to Malaysia! If I'm not mistaken, it'll be at the BUKIT JALIL stadium. Hmmm..location canggih, performer canggih. Now, all thats left is the time/date. Oh, and how I'm gonna pay for the tickets. Anybody interested? I've never been a fan of concerts, only concert I've been to is Simple Plan, but Gwen Stefani is an absolute MUST GO! Nothing will stop me! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;amp; Hitz.fm is playing the L-A-M-E-S-T ad EVER! Heard it in the car after futsal on Friday ( we kena tapao kao kao ) and immediately the whole car went quiet. All of us were like..omg wtf did we just hear? Malcolm has been ill ever since. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Speaking of tapao kao kao, the fried rice @ Alison in Sri Petaling is amazing. Must tapao more home! Thats the reason why Dad&amp;amp;I didnt go to Naza today. We wanted to go to Naza to check out some cars, but aunt came home with Alisan's fried rice and we ate...&amp;amp; ate...&amp;amp; ate....&amp;amp; got so damn lazy to go out. So I'm here writing. Anyways, gonna fetch that kid home now. Heavy working + Gwen, here I come! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/a7493132119007/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=taking_back_sunday_2 src="http://xa7.xanga.com/493d457b18731132119007/z96411473.jpg" width=400&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I love you guys. BEST FRIENDS MEAN I'LL PULL THE TRIGGER!&lt;BR&gt;BEST FRIENDS MEAN YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE!&lt;BR&gt;BEST FRIENDS MEAN I'LL PULL THE TRIGGER!&lt;BR&gt;BEST FRIENDS MEAN YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FOOTBALL FANS BEWARE - The New Rafa &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/55964132132309/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=280607_rafa_120_5 src="http://x55.xanga.com/964d714241731132132309/z96422745.jpg" width=120&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Opinions appreciated on the new goatee. &lt;IMG src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width=15 border=0&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-6013088926019151014?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/6013088926019151014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=6013088926019151014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6013088926019151014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6013088926019151014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/omfg-shit-ive-got-loads-of-work-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-8027037849009547134</id><published>2007-06-25T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:58:27.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick. I've been sick for the past 4 days. Oh well, at least i skipped college =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fever, flu &amp; sore throat although the sore throat isn't that serious. Oh, Thierry Henry has left Arsenal! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; because Liverpool won't have to face him anymore, &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/sad.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; because I won't be able to enjoy his football every weekend(unless I wake up for LaLiga). All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really contemplating shaving my head. 2 years ago, I main-main only. Now quite serious. Although...I'm afraid it'll turn out like shyt. I think it will but...should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I FINISHED MY ESL TUTORIAL! Well, not exactly finished but I can proudly say I'm 80% done. Yeah you might go, ''so what? so have I and I'm not proud''. Well, fuck you. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I missed on a couple years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/0d604131062532/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="botaks" src="http://x0d.xanga.com/604d773144030131062532/z95529967.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I ffk-ed you guys. No balls then. Now..my balls have grown a little bigger. HOWEVER - still deciding. Help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-8027037849009547134?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/8027037849009547134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=8027037849009547134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8027037849009547134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/8027037849009547134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2727685954312197090</id><published>2007-06-21T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:54:52.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;Me, oh, my country man,&lt;br /&gt;Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;I Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, the snow is getting colder,&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you like hell,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling blue...&lt;br /&gt;I've got feelings for you,&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;From the first time I laid my eyes on you,&lt;br /&gt;I felt joy of living,&lt;br /&gt;I saw heaven in your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;In yor eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here...&lt;br /&gt;Me, oh, my country man,&lt;br /&gt;Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;I Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know the snow is getting colder,&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you like hell...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling blue...&lt;br /&gt;I miss your laugh, I miss your smile,&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you...&lt;br /&gt;Every second's like a minute,&lt;br /&gt;Every minute's like a day&lt;br /&gt;When you're far away...&lt;br /&gt;The snow is getting colder, baby,&lt;br /&gt;And I Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;A battlefield of love and fear,&lt;br /&gt;And I Wish You Were Here...&lt;br /&gt;I've got feelings for you,&lt;br /&gt;From the first time I laid my eyes on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This totally awesome emo love song is stuck in my head. Its been in my head since last night. Although it has no relation to my current mood, it does somehow make you think of the one you truly...oh heck so emo now. To all my L4 mates, good luck for the effed up LAN jazz tomorrow. Im sure all of you are studying now. So, g'luck &amp; all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S(1) : Some people complain I swear too much here. And since I'm a nice guy, ima lay down on them swearing. Just so you'll feel appreciated =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S(2) : BIG rumour of the day - Torres to sign for LFC. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S(3) : Lost my size3 Nike ball. *hint* Joe's birthday is on the 25th of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S(4) : Shoba ate 1 slice of my bread. And confiscated the other &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; - I deserved it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S(5) : Phone out of credit due to someone who is using DIGI. *I will follow you...* BALLS YOU!&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;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/d755b130170840/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="20060305195924_minikaefer" src="http://xd7.xanga.com/55bd7673c6730130170840/z94778458.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel small.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2727685954312197090?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2727685954312197090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2727685954312197090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2727685954312197090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2727685954312197090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/wish-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-6098826726389525309</id><published>2007-06-20T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:58:31.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most eagerly anticipated day..is almost over. Quite satisfied with how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.45 - Met Yunz, Keat, Fatt, Thomas @ AsiaCafe. Lepak till Zhun Kit came, then we went off to FTZ(our ''spiritual home'')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00 - Back to campus. Went to class, lepak a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.05 - Went down to The Web. Did some lame-ass shit Career Asessment survey. Wasted my time. eg: 141 .) Would you like to plot the oceans bottom? &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/wtf.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30 - Finally finished all 180 dumbass questions. Collected my precious ESPANA jersey, and went off for BAK KUT TEH! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.45 - Finished our BKT. Trudged back to campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00 - Went to class. Sat on the floor. Supposed to interrogate someone, but ended up playing "Mafia". &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.00 - Pn. Nor came to class. Game oveeeer &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/sad.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.00 - College habis! Balik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is our success story you ask? Well, according to Kean Fatt(i think), we managed to successfully walk pass FTZ the 2nd time without going in. WTF! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random-ness feelings of me ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/453e5130047935/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="SP_A0129" src="http://x45.xanga.com/3e5d93e225033130047935/z94677628.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till another time, goodbye! Btw, someone wants my porn. And he's talking to me on MSN now =) you know who you are =)=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-6098826726389525309?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/6098826726389525309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=6098826726389525309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6098826726389525309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/6098826726389525309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-eagerly-anticipated-day.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-387721551132968693</id><published>2007-06-19T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:51:14.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In anticipation of tomorrow - 5 hour break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, wanted to tennis with the guys. But they dulan me by opting to go C&amp;C those bunch of dumbfucks. But then again, I enjoy C&amp;amp;C as well &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling a little sick today, especially during psych class. Must be due to the fact that I played football in the rain on Monday sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents will be home late tonight. Home alone till 11 &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8/f25fa129830396/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="SP_A0131" src="http://xf2.xanga.com/5fad833154332129830396/z94494730.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photo! Taken by either Tien Keat or Yun Ling. Not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty effed up day. Throbbing headache, yet I was in such a good mood. Typical me. Had the most awesome-est lunch today at Asia Cafe. Didn't know the food they provided was so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go soon, sister's tuition ending in about half an hour. Have to pick her up again &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/wtf.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am in anticipation of tomorrow! P.S : Zhun, I know you're reading this shit now. Don't EMO me tomorrow and chill! Everything ought to be the way it should be : we dont give a fuck about anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-387721551132968693?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/387721551132968693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=387721551132968693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/387721551132968693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/387721551132968693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-anticipation-of-tomorrow-5-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-541853297105819811</id><published>2007-06-18T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:47:39.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The biggest 'wtf! - moment' happened today. IT HAD TO HAPPEN IN FRONT OF THOMAS. Sigh..why oh why?? Bad start to the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, there were several other 'wtf' moments too. Weird day today. Must be my dad's birthday &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; LOL. Ok..wtf! I'm being lame, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math class. According to Ms. Doh, I'm a 'bad boy'. WTF! I look bad boy to you ah?! I'm a good boy inside you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs class. Pn Nor asked me to answer the essay question. I left out CAD, which is the most important aspect. wtf. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/wtf.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESL + Legals = no class. Finally, un-dulaned. So during our ESL break, Keefy/Yunz/Mah/Thomas/Keat &amp; I went to FTZ for the first time in about a week. BOY IT FEELS GOOD TO BE HOME! Played C&amp;amp;C with Yun and THomas, got owned &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; whatevah! dont care dont care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology class. Shoba's birthday. Hapyy birthday to you &amp; dad. pffft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college, went to Bakers Cottage to buy cake for dad. Blew $53 bucks on a chocolate cake. Mom asked for vanilla, lagi i bought choc =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched 2 extra people home today. 1 dude, 1 chick. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Played football. Drove sister to tuition. Drove back. Dinner. Fifa-ed. LAN-ed(fuck LAN!) &amp;amp; hunted for pictures. Then worked on the blog. KNN some ppl can't see my good work &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/sad.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being under pressure. Just so you people know &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; cuz at the moment, some fucktard (zhunkit) is bugging me to update. He 'sien' kononnya. FUCK U BEETCH! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart2.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it lar. Short pictureless post. Time for a little FIFA-ing before zzz. Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-541853297105819811?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/541853297105819811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=541853297105819811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/541853297105819811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/541853297105819811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/biggest-wtf-moment-happened-today_18.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-2527043331041896663</id><published>2007-06-18T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:58:35.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK! Played FIFA for an hour or so, and closed the game without saving! FUCKFUCKFUCK! Sigh...&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; another wtf moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-2527043331041896663?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/2527043331041896663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=2527043331041896663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2527043331041896663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/2527043331041896663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/07/fuck-played-fifa-for-hour-or-so-and.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-7330961095781184989</id><published>2007-06-16T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:44:12.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd post &amp; already I'm ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was awesome, this morning was awesome, afternoon was awesome, but since 6.20 it sucked. Thanks to some dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUck you, you dont deserve to have your name mentioned here. Many people told me blogging can release tension/stress/anger. I'm feeling a little relaxed now, but still annoyed. Fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna be angry before dinner. Will try to 'chill' according to my 'Random Predictor' box. Anyw, going out now. C y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-7330961095781184989?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/7330961095781184989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=7330961095781184989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7330961095781184989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/7330961095781184989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/3rd-post-already-im-ranting.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-662454218165168505</id><published>2007-06-14T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:42:48.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I was there on the day&lt;br /&gt;They sold the cause for the queen,&lt;br /&gt;And when the lights all went out&lt;br /&gt;We watched our lives on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the ending myself,&lt;br /&gt;But it started with an alright scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the roar of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;That gave me heartache to sing.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lie when they smiled&lt;br /&gt;And said, "you won't feel a thing"&lt;br /&gt;And as we ran from the cops&lt;br /&gt;We laughed so hard it would sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)&lt;br /&gt;How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my high school career&lt;br /&gt;Spit on and shoved to agree&lt;br /&gt;So I could watch all my heroes&lt;br /&gt;Sell a car on tv&lt;br /&gt;Bring out the old guillotine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll show 'em what we all mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)&lt;br /&gt;How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter long after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go, go away, just go, run away.&lt;br /&gt;But where did you run to? And where did you hide?&lt;br /&gt;Go find another way, price you pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all, at all, at all, at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-Econs : This song means a lot to me. A lot. Thank you, My Chemical Romance for this awesome tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-662454218165168505?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/662454218165168505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=662454218165168505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/662454218165168505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/662454218165168505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-i-was-there-on-day-they-sold-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2188264770321903223.post-1509237385218906094</id><published>2007-06-14T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:42:06.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, and welcome to xanga.com/joejoejoejoejoe8! This is my 'first' shot at blogging (my older friends,stfu!), so if somehow my contents are lame, then STFU too! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/cool.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. At the moment, not feeling well. Thats why I'm stuck in front of the comp instead of doing other things. Not feeling well thanks to the 7 banana's I had this morning, and the half-cooked indon mee during lunch. Thank you Asia Cafe &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/angry.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start on my Econs/Legal Studies work soon, so will leave with a few warnings :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) People who fancy plenty of pictures in blogs, this blog aint gonna satisfy you.&lt;br /&gt;2.) People who want to see colorful lines &amp;amp; headings, this blog aint gonna satisfy you.&lt;br /&gt;3.) People who want to read horny things, this blog is going to satisfy you &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/surprised.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; surprised?&lt;br /&gt;4.) Be prepared to be 'featured' on this blog. If, somehow you've influenced my day, then you'll appear here. If you're uncomfortable seeing your name on this blog, kindly stay out of my life. XD y'all know im joking&lt;br /&gt;5.) Vulgar words are nouns and adjectives here.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Broken English&lt;br /&gt;7.) Updates might not be regular! Sorry! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/wtf.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) I might offend some people, so please read with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;9.) This is my kingdom and I intend to write whatever I please! Don't ask me to take down any posts, unless its personal.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Liverpool RULES! Chelsea can lick my hairy ass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2188264770321903223-1509237385218906094?l=joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/feeds/1509237385218906094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2188264770321903223&amp;postID=1509237385218906094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1509237385218906094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2188264770321903223/posts/default/1509237385218906094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joejoejoejoejoe8.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-everyone-and-welcome-to-xanga.html' title=''/><author><name>joejoejoejoejoe8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289879080843898117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
