<?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-2277925234963657771</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:11:38.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me like you Love the Sun, Scorching the Blood in my Vampire Heart.</title><subtitle type='html'>Is it too late to be forgiven? Was there ever hope of the past becoming the present again? I wish. I wish for it every night.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-5506741869108696605</id><published>2009-03-16T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:43:16.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Back from the dead now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A Surprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You shouldn't have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withshockandawe.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;withshockandawe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-5506741869108696605?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/5506741869108696605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=5506741869108696605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5506741869108696605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5506741869108696605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='~~~'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-3425854241427183005</id><published>2008-12-04T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:26:18.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You heard the news that you're dead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one ever had much nice to say,&lt;br /&gt;I think they never liked you anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're dead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take from the hospital bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't it be grand to take a pistol by the hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And wouldn't it be great if you're,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-3425854241427183005?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/3425854241427183005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=3425854241427183005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3425854241427183005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3425854241427183005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/12/dead.html' title='Dead!'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-5225781595454940402</id><published>2008-11-22T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:30:35.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balanced sleep again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SSgknZObHJI/AAAAAAAAANc/w_nXYQS-gdc/s1600-h/IMG_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271503623042047122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SSgknZObHJI/AAAAAAAAANc/w_nXYQS-gdc/s400/IMG_0725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I finally stopped sleeping late which kinda is good. Yeah, stopped me from getting addicted. Holidays? Actually very enjoyable, going on three different holidays and one of them is with my Australian cousins. Yeah, it would be nice to see them again. There is nothing really much to talk about now, I'm just laying back and saving to by a graphics card. Thats all. Will tell you all when something interesting happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271504400340189810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SSglUo4vgnI/AAAAAAAAANk/8Mek8WCWlgc/s400/Joon+Hoe+Bombs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Something I doodled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-5225781595454940402?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/5225781595454940402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=5225781595454940402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5225781595454940402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5225781595454940402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/balanced-sleep-again.html' title='Balanced sleep again.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SSgknZObHJI/AAAAAAAAANc/w_nXYQS-gdc/s72-c/IMG_0725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-505648296397398415</id><published>2008-11-20T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:31:10.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it gets better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been 2 days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I only slept 2 hours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It keeps getting better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets never sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its 5 in the morning again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-505648296397398415?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/505648296397398415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=505648296397398415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/505648296397398415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/505648296397398415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-it-gets-better.html' title='and it gets better...'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-9143992780286131489</id><published>2008-11-19T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:18:34.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr.Frodo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pengerang is paradise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has never been so perfect. Everyone is so muhibah. Everything's a so cheap. And I love it all. So I'm back, and I'm playing DOTA again just to past the time. Red Alert 3's been out a while and yes, thrashing people internationally has never been so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There was unintetional romance in the hotel I was staying. Hope it stays with what I left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-9143992780286131489?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/9143992780286131489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=9143992780286131489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/9143992780286131489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/9143992780286131489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/mrfrodo.html' title='Mr.Frodo?'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-9102719856367876171</id><published>2008-11-13T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:14:06.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long and Goodnight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm off to Johor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Tee off time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-9102719856367876171?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/9102719856367876171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=9102719856367876171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/9102719856367876171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/9102719856367876171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-long-and-goodnight.html' title='So Long and Goodnight.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-3199127986078738651</id><published>2008-11-13T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:39:34.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky to be coming home again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, &lt;strong&gt;schools over. &lt;/strong&gt;Goodbye 2008, hello 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I already made some resolutions. Here's some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Participate in lots of sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Design Red House Logo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audition for Teacher's day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never forget to do homework. (That'll be hell)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make sure class wins cleanest class at least once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help Shaun. (inside story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The fact that today, nobody came to school was just ruining the 'I won't see you till next year moment.' Although I'll be seeing most of them alot but still, it was in the moment. The whole day was *&lt;strong&gt;for nuts. &lt;/strong&gt;Just played cards, listen to music and an occasional drawing session. The girls went for some talk in the auditorium and came back with the coolest calender. Haha. I want one. After that we were just with Ms Chee, telling lame ass jokes and giving riddles. It's her last year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When the bell rang, it was hugs all around, especially to our form four mates. It was after all the second last year before the fianl goodbye. There were also hugs for some form 5's. They were after all the closest to us and we really will miss them. I remember saying "I hope to seeing you in the future." and he/or she said "I hope so." There was a moment where someone said "Well the train stops here." followed by a pause. Damn sad. Good luck to all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wish you all the best of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Soon my train will come to an end and my stop will be next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;XO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*for nuts= boring/shit/crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-3199127986078738651?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/3199127986078738651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=3199127986078738651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3199127986078738651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3199127986078738651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/lucky-to-be-coming-home-again.html' title='Lucky to be coming home again.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-4834344716323245217</id><published>2008-11-12T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:34:55.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In fact, screw the last song. Finally realised it sucks. The tune's all wrong and the lyrics are stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it was a fairly regular day except well, &lt;strong&gt;talentime&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;talentine&lt;/strong&gt; as written on the projector. Amanda, Anir, Samuel and Sheryl are performing and damn they did well. They performed Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold and it was great. But out of pure unluckyness, the judges didn't like it. Must have thought it was inappropriate. Don't know talent. Don't blame me, &lt;strong&gt;everyone's saying the same thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of the performances were&lt;strong&gt; Amanda's and Rekha's medley&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;violin gang&lt;/strong&gt; (Just Strings), &lt;strong&gt;Chen Leong&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;dancing, tap dancing, techno dancing, singing bout dead humans &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; piano&lt;/strong&gt;. Actually I only liked a handful. Can't blame anyone for form one's not knowing what's talent. Hariz's band did well too though, except--&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I presented all chem project and turned up well. Although it was only me and Sher, we did well. Three cheers for sweet quality. Well that's about it. Blog next time. Tmrw's the last day. I'm gonna miss you all. It's my last year next year. I mentioned that like a million times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Plus we whistle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-4834344716323245217?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/4834344716323245217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=4834344716323245217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4834344716323245217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4834344716323245217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-fact-screw-last-song.html' title=''/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-6980541207349903536</id><published>2008-11-10T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T03:46:37.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmony</title><content type='html'>Well, school's almost up and it's going to be my last year in two months time. I'm so not ready to go to college. I feel so small. If I were given the chance to repeat form four, I would. Can't imagine myself seeing everyone for the last time. But till then, let's make it great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to do law. Back plan is psychologist. Yes, it's arts but I'm in scienec but guys got to have a backup plan right? Teachers having been telling me that I'm arts for a long time. Hope their right. I'm scared of my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, today was basically a bore. Played guitar and learned trigonometry. Yes, teacher's still teaching but I know she wants the best for us. Thank you. Tried to teach Jin Wern how to play Collide but it just wasted 2 periods. Borrowed my guitar home. Well, out of the 3 packs of cards brought to school, half survived. Kena confiscated ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About last entry, the noise was my dad. almost shot him with the BB Gun. So, I'm fine. I've been working on something. I think it has a great tune, coz I've done it. Still, it's half done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was the Connection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been holding on in this single breath,&lt;br /&gt;The last thing,&lt;br /&gt;I want,&lt;br /&gt;For you to be the only one left,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From what you've told me,&lt;br /&gt;A waking call,&lt;br /&gt;From what you showed me,&lt;br /&gt;That endless fall,&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Setting up memories,&lt;br /&gt;Putting the pictures of you and me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Making dreams,&lt;br /&gt;So angels can once again,&lt;br /&gt;Breathe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In that one short day,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand words one could say,&lt;br /&gt;Whom lost themselves in the length of time,&lt;br /&gt;Be the one that brings back the ryhme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, thats all. Till next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-6980541207349903536?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/6980541207349903536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=6980541207349903536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6980541207349903536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6980541207349903536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/harmony.html' title='Harmony'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-1771549717532778618</id><published>2008-11-08T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T08:13:12.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Held on too loose. Crushed way to hard.</title><content type='html'>My bones have been cracking the whole day. The aches have been getting worst. I'm sleepy, uncomfortable and its Sunday. Since friday evening, I've been in school. Attended Unity day. Yeah, quite alot of guys came. Had quite of a jam session with four guitars. Fingers might as well bleed. After eating a damn huge pile of food, played cards, chilled and watched the sunset. Fine you can't see the sunset from school but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had the most disturbing activity. Solving the mystery of family murder and putting ghosts to sleep. We knew it was fake but, couldn't help but to look over my shoulder now and then. Filled with screams, creppy giggles and scary smiles but it was awesome and I loved it. When we finished it was already 11.30. Some guys went home, the rest slept over. School at night was hell. You'd never want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played football at abou 12. Yes, we like night games. Shit, heard a noise. From outside the room. Going to check it out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-1771549717532778618?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/1771549717532778618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=1771549717532778618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1771549717532778618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1771549717532778618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/held-on-too-loose-crushed-way-to-hard.html' title='Held on too loose. Crushed way to hard.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-8974094691821582438</id><published>2008-11-06T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:52:17.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back. The happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SRMgc51lJAI/AAAAAAAAANU/nDV7BC0S_8E/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265588070260220930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SRMgc51lJAI/AAAAAAAAANU/nDV7BC0S_8E/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Me and my damn long hair. But I don't wanna cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my internet has been down of two weeks now, thus explaining the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how I felt unable to complain to you good people about my suffering (all you guys do is listen, and therefore thanks.) Well, just to let you know, I'm back. Don't worry, the updates will be coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 in the morning. Gonna catch some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&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/2277925234963657771-8974094691821582438?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/8974094691821582438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=8974094691821582438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8974094691821582438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8974094691821582438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back-happiness.html' title='I&apos;m back. The happiness.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SRMgc51lJAI/AAAAAAAAANU/nDV7BC0S_8E/s72-c/IMG_0606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-6137123144270828521</id><published>2008-10-26T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:50:59.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion.</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks has been alright. The only probelms were the number papers. Well, let's say calculators only help if you know what you have to type. Let's leave it at that. But I'd rather not talk about the exams. I think its shit now. Only have two papers left. They're unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's talk about friday. After a damn stressful Add Math paper, I got Rohit and Jason to go to Asia and eat wantan noodles (Rohit says mee but I say noodles.). In the end we slurp it up and talk abit before rushing to school. Bought a cool lighter at a shop. Then I went to Chen Ji's house. And there we played PS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mr Daniel Saw, do computers have blue ray reader? Well, I know you can get it but for about say 4k? There you go, I win. So there you go, PS3 is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we played The Force Unleashed and GTA IV. Yeah, it was a good day. Just spent time admiring great graphic. Sorry guys, I'm turning nerdy. In fact, I want to play games now so catch you later. Going to play K.O.T.O.R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-6137123144270828521?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/6137123144270828521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=6137123144270828521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6137123144270828521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6137123144270828521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/reunion.html' title='Reunion.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7377441756897167888</id><published>2008-10-17T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:58:27.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky bastards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one expected the blogger to be online today when he should he studying hard at his home. But like most common people, he lied. And he is back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I'm all worked up for the exams. I seriously feel that I have to do well. I've been tolerating for months and months of naggng from the mother till I finally had this conversation a few weeks back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum&lt;/em&gt;. Me. &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joon Hoe, you've got to study. Exams are coming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relax, its still such a long time away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Study for goodness sake&lt;/em&gt;. (her catchphrase)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen to your mother.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes dad, fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I walked upstairs and my dad followed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry dad, I'm studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know your mother, just study. Honestly I never liked studying but still, you have to or your mother will blow up again. And you and I hate her shouting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swear that really happened. My dad and me are so alike. I predict his every move and I have to like give advice to the brother and mother what to say when they talk to him, because I know what he or I would say. Damn cool right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, so I really started studying. Despite standards set by my teacher, I'll do better. Still can't work out Chemistry though. But today, today English Exam got me fired up. It was so easy and so fun to write that I really felt like I should write a book out of it because it was so long. I swear my hand is hurting right now but still I feel accomplished. Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah fuck it, next monday's Add Math. Well, before I end, let me give a shoutout to all the lucky bastards of Form 3. Way to fucking celebrate, have fun but you'll regret it. I did, eventually. My advice, live life to the max from today, pray you die before Form 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;Hope she's having the time of her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nights,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7377441756897167888?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7377441756897167888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7377441756897167888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7377441756897167888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7377441756897167888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky-bastards.html' title='lucky bastards.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7175417956162728643</id><published>2008-10-14T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:50:11.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Symphonies and Memories on Trial.</title><content type='html'>I'm online. What a weird twist in fate. Well, spent the whole day playing &lt;strong&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;/strong&gt;. Fingers hurt, I'm sleepy, bladder's half full and it's Tuesday. Perfect. Over a few weeks, I've writing while I should be studying and I've finally think that this piece is complete. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust in my Windbreaker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has it ever occured,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your shattered alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopeless hearts came,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Broken angels arose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You watched the horizon the whole night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And had that disturbed vison where you'd,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never again see the light? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So help me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Them depression has made me empty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never got their poison,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never heard them breathe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still I'm kept forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dying harder finding reasons to believe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won't stop me now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halt the funerals and weddings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll wear this emblem on my sleeve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And make look like its tragic, (people!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because it'll never make me leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no reason now to say goodbye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't lie to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz it's never enough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I have right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Place your bets gents,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scream out aloud,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUSx2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is deceive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how'd you think I feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make you wonder why I kill?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Break me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(fade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is about&lt;strong&gt; obsession&lt;/strong&gt;. I've worked out the tune. I've imagined it as a rock song but playing with an acoustic, not so much. But at least I did it. BM's tommorow. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Monday&lt;/strong&gt;-Homecoming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7175417956162728643?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7175417956162728643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7175417956162728643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7175417956162728643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7175417956162728643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/symphonies-and-memories-on-trial.html' title='Symphonies and Memories on Trial.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-937945045222460552</id><published>2008-10-13T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:53:48.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Enrty of the Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well guys, &lt;strong&gt;it's been fun&lt;/strong&gt;. We had &lt;strong&gt;great times&lt;/strong&gt; didn't we? There were good and bad times. But now, its all about what we live by and what I &lt;strong&gt;strongly oppose&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;education&lt;/strong&gt;. It's the final tommorow and I really got to study. We all have to in the end. &lt;strong&gt;Even if it doesn't seem important, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School has been &lt;strong&gt;hell&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't think I can take anymore revision. It can seriously &lt;strong&gt;make me fain&lt;/strong&gt;t. I'm not sure, but of all subjects, I &lt;strong&gt;fear BM&lt;/strong&gt; the most. Maybe because that I didn't really pay attention. Well, I'm going to do some late night studying. Wish me luck, &lt;strong&gt;I'd know if you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"There was never any hope, just bullets"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Killing is the only probelm solver these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-937945045222460552?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/937945045222460552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=937945045222460552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/937945045222460552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/937945045222460552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-enrty-of-week.html' title='Final Enrty of the Week.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-972842250882997541</id><published>2008-10-11T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T07:24:35.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interrupted.</title><content type='html'>Well, Today I wanted to take a long nice study for about 3 hours (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). So, mother went out to buy lunch. Was just getting started (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, really I was going to study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), when the phone rang. Shouted at the brother to get it and next thing I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meng&lt;/strong&gt;, Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From downstairs&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum fell down near the store.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Fuck. (quietly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got to go get her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You mean walk?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, quickly. She's waiting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The store was like 2km from the house. Yeah, I've walked there a few times but still, it's a drag just going there. So, after that we had to go hospital to &lt;strong&gt;X-ray&lt;/strong&gt;. Despite my countless pleas to let me drive there, she got my uncle to drive her there. Hello, mother? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SJMC&lt;/strong&gt; is like just 500m from our house, I won't get caught driving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I waited for &lt;strong&gt;like 2 hours&lt;/strong&gt; for the results of the X-Ray and caught a bit of studying. When we got called to the viewing room. The first thing I said was "&lt;strong&gt; Just give it to me staight doc, do we have to cut it off?&lt;/strong&gt;" Yeah, then everyone looked at me. Could help myself. After that, we found out it was &lt;strong&gt;only a sprain&lt;/strong&gt;. But you know, my mother's old and her bones are &lt;strong&gt;brittle as toothpicks&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well logging off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On Friday for Bio, we did the cigarette test of nicotine. Got really, really high. Lungs were pain as hell for a few hours. It was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-972842250882997541?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/972842250882997541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=972842250882997541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/972842250882997541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/972842250882997541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/interrupted.html' title='Interrupted.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-5434495291274921132</id><published>2008-10-08T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:37:57.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Days End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So with exams coming up and finally reading the exam timetable, I've decided to start studying more and focus on Add Math. Sounds impossible but I'm gonna try. So, I might forget you all. Already in regret. In fact, I'll study now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually I'm writing this post to tell you all this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think and see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;"There was never any hope, just bullets"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll reveal the meaning tommorw. Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-5434495291274921132?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/5434495291274921132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=5434495291274921132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5434495291274921132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5434495291274921132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-days-end.html' title='At Days End.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-8579741442957785241</id><published>2008-10-08T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T05:39:22.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OtherWorld</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. It's official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm totally &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Silent Hill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its one of the few things that keep me up at night. At first I found it interesting. The deaths and its connection to the main plot were brilliant. But after a while, things got &lt;em&gt;disturbing&lt;/em&gt;. The latest game is called &lt;strong&gt;Silent Hill Homecoming.&lt;/strong&gt; I can't say I don't like it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it's just too much for me.&lt;/span&gt; But still it's a work of art. &lt;strong&gt;It doesn't scare you directly like most horror games&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Instead you get scared by thinking about it&lt;/span&gt;. Reading its storyline on &lt;strong&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/strong&gt; is enough to think the horror. Here's some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254760033572716786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOyoaN0FgPI/AAAAAAAAALo/eELT64RFP0Y/s400/942060_20080819_screen014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one, keeps me watching the ceiling past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254760446995769506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOyoyR70qKI/AAAAAAAAALw/CAgDQgDFADM/s400/942060_20080908_screen032.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That's scares me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254760834207861986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOypI0aYTOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Rslv2VzvFew/s400/942060_20080819_screen005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;What the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Imagine all your friends were of the horrors you see. Imagine you had to choose to kill your mother. Imagine you were alone and never coming home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chemistry. was never this hard. You lied to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-8579741442957785241?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/8579741442957785241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=8579741442957785241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8579741442957785241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8579741442957785241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/otherworld.html' title='OtherWorld'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOyoaN0FgPI/AAAAAAAAALo/eELT64RFP0Y/s72-c/942060_20080819_screen014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-8628306870101213366</id><published>2008-10-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:41:48.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Drama---Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;The Green Mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was a very good movie and I think everyone should watch it. &lt;em&gt;It's very sad and gets you very angry and happy too.&lt;/em&gt; They're is not proper way to describe this movie. It's something you got to feel. &lt;strong&gt;Watch this to see true miracles.&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A surprise?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You shouldn't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-8628306870101213366?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/8628306870101213366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=8628306870101213366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8628306870101213366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8628306870101213366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-drama-ever.html' title='The Best Drama---Ever.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-6293282436060634706</id><published>2008-10-07T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T03:29:25.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and Blood</title><content type='html'>The exams are in two weeks people. &lt;em&gt;None stop hours of studying awaits us&lt;/em&gt;. Let us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;smile and punch it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in their faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We'll my classes time tables are always classing with the other o levels class, so I have no confirmed exam timetable. All I know is that I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physics, Biology and Chemistry plus Math&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254356437607654626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="277" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOs5V1rkJOI/AAAAAAAAALg/XXr00xw4pvs/s400/765px-TBMs_and_SB2Cs_dropping_bombs.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That must be one heck of a day. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah, and Mr L told us that our English is gonna be like harder than Literature. Damn, just gets better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's difficult. I set it really hard"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to go study now so catch you guys tommorow. No, I won't forget you guys. Love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-6293282436060634706?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/6293282436060634706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=6293282436060634706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6293282436060634706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6293282436060634706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-blood.html' title='...and Blood'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOs5V1rkJOI/AAAAAAAAALg/XXr00xw4pvs/s72-c/765px-TBMs_and_SB2Cs_dropping_bombs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-4980288798182925248</id><published>2008-10-06T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T02:23:35.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, today I had school since a week of holidays.&lt;/em&gt; I was getting ready for serious painful classes of Add Math when &lt;strong&gt;heaven saved me&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ms Chee didn't come&lt;/strong&gt;. That's &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; free periods today. Bang, happy me. I was like talking with everyone around class. It was all about, &lt;em&gt;holiday activities, hairstyles, rabbit laying eggs&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ask Yvonne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). Yeah, it was a good day. &lt;strong&gt;Nothing much to report.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday however, packing bag like mad. &lt;strong&gt;Cari kertas sini-sana. Nak tidur pun tak boleh&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, but at dinner, my brother and I were discussing what name should he have. The choices are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Frederick Choy Joon Meng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wilbur Choy Joon Meng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;George Choy Joon Meng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paul Choy Joon Meng. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Paul Choy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Vote now and stand a chance to win (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what am I giving?)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a free punch in the gut if you win.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is the best in the world. I going to get this jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253967954981317698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOnYBLHybEI/AAAAAAAAALI/TNNCMQk_AUM/s400/windbreaker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253968202150191090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOnYPj5cH_I/AAAAAAAAALY/5pAeRtS_UpE/s400/windbreaker_back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Damn nice right? Totally crave the hourglass. Too bad its gonna be a couple of weeks before I get it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-4980288798182925248?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/4980288798182925248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=4980288798182925248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4980288798182925248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4980288798182925248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/bombs.html' title='Bombs..'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOnYBLHybEI/AAAAAAAAALI/TNNCMQk_AUM/s72-c/windbreaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-6967054794755885314</id><published>2008-10-04T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:49:16.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Uncertain Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOesbRbV2KI/AAAAAAAAALA/nM4GM5nHTyE/s1600-h/1_919484183l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253357074885499042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOesbRbV2KI/AAAAAAAAALA/nM4GM5nHTyE/s320/1_919484183l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, I would like to wish a &lt;strong&gt;Happy 15th Birthday&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shirloo Ong Sze Loo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's my awesome&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ex-girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who showed me what love meant in way I didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But we've drifted apart these last few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But she's got to focus on her &lt;strong&gt;PMR&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;I'm sorry if I broke her heart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But not a day goes by since that day that I don't think about what happened&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just wanted to say, whatever happens, have a great time. But still, study for the future that always wanted for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always in my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J &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/2277925234963657771-6967054794755885314?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/6967054794755885314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=6967054794755885314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6967054794755885314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6967054794755885314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-uncertain-celebration.html' title='And Uncertain Celebration'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOesbRbV2KI/AAAAAAAAALA/nM4GM5nHTyE/s72-c/1_919484183l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-476829381884180034</id><published>2008-10-03T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:12:17.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253223860779174658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOczRMNZSwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/29klZWHpQT0/s320/mcr_show01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, I finally got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Black Parade Is Dead!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found it at some music corner at Pyramid today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you god, thank you. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've watched it already and its awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recommended for Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buy it Now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252975056070696546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOZQ-2cU3mI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bDW3YKXpS9c/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156564799273810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOb2EDJfO1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/mn8lyHkGU9E/s320/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156727119039138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOb2Nf1iSqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IPZofTUIKfs/s320/IMG_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157054082131282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOb2gh3nJVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8HZnjJmswRo/s320/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157221485739122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOb2qRfvfHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rMVmJXJ5jZM/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Damn, nice right? Hell yeah. Originally I went to pyramid with some friends. One friend slept in. But it's ok, sleeping's good. Who doesn't lik it. Well, someone went out for the first time in a long time. Its her birthday tommorow. And I remembered because I wanted to get her something but she kept saying no need. Anyone has any idea what to get for a girl? I'll say the girl's name when I shout it out tonight at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2277925234963657771-476829381884180034?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/476829381884180034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=476829381884180034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/476829381884180034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/476829381884180034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-got-it.html' title='I&apos;ve got it.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOczRMNZSwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/29klZWHpQT0/s72-c/mcr_show01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-335126542517294693</id><published>2008-10-02T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:52:15.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Firsts, but of Miracles.</title><content type='html'>I did it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goddamn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I did it,&lt;br /&gt;I studied chemistry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They didn't believe me, they thought I was crazy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who's laughing now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;motherfuckers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's true guys, I really did study. Yeah, its important. Kids, study up, go to Harvard. Yes, It wastes your parents money but still I'll get you a job. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, was nothin interestin to talk about. I'm not sure whether to go to pyramid tommorow. Well, first, up to mum, if she wants to send me, and two, well I think I can't tell you. I think the most interesting thing today was that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ate longans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, thats all. &lt;strong&gt;Longans and ice cubes. Bye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-335126542517294693?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/335126542517294693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=335126542517294693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/335126542517294693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/335126542517294693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-firsts-but-of-miracles.html' title='Not Firsts, but of Miracles.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-8606992740413008871</id><published>2008-10-01T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:20:15.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day.</title><content type='html'>Nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;Slept alot though.&lt;br /&gt;And going to have dinner with the minister in a while. So catch you guys later? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Continued.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the dinner was fine. Had &lt;strong&gt;to shake hands with loads of people.&lt;/strong&gt; Dad was hinting the whole time to &lt;strong&gt;'act like he control my life and I obeyed'.&lt;/strong&gt; I tried my best, mostly and just ate I guess. The buffet was good, there were lots of food from the three races. &lt;strong&gt;The satay was the best, like honestly&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yeah, and there was this band coming around playing oldies songg with instruments. I got to see this &lt;strong&gt;huge &lt;/strong&gt;chello. Like &lt;strong&gt;half a kancil&lt;/strong&gt;. The weird part was that I was surrounded by important people and they weren't acting like &lt;strong&gt;'I'm important, bow down'&lt;/strong&gt;. It was creeping me out but still it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to leave early coz my cousins had to go to &lt;strong&gt;Kota Bahru&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say hi to the relatives for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). Grabbed a&lt;strong&gt; few sticks of satay&lt;/strong&gt; for the trip home and now currrently watching football with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya for all, have a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-8606992740413008871?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/8606992740413008871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=8606992740413008871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8606992740413008871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8606992740413008871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/10/day.html' title='A Day.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7492070769372432529</id><published>2008-09-30T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T05:02:53.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel 'Blaze' Kreig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I want to show you guys Number 202 in Organization 211. His name is Daniel "Blaze' Kreig. I sort of thought of his name from the word 'blitzkreig', a german phrase. And he turned out alright. I gave him hell inside him, as in he can unleash fire and monsters from beyond on people. He is basically destruction wherever he goes, or at least when he's angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's the leader now as Number 201, is already deceased. He is set to have a leader-like personality, brave and always like to make decisions. But strangely, he like poetry. I haven't made a final drawing yet but I've got picures of what he is set to sort-of look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251783031132285234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOIU13gQaTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zO-btbtGt1E/s320/IMG_0527.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I gave him a mask. Looks cool, to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251783265165245394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOIVDfWD-9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/x680StqsCQ8/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I pictured his powers will be something like this, roughly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till next time brothers in arms,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7492070769372432529?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7492070769372432529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7492070769372432529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7492070769372432529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7492070769372432529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/daniel-blaze-kreig.html' title='Daniel &apos;Blaze&apos; Kreig'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SOIU13gQaTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zO-btbtGt1E/s72-c/IMG_0527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-4880808685209126176</id><published>2008-09-30T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:59:44.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(punches wall HARD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't my mum have to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could she at least understand the meaning of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; holidays&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Damn, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;motherfuckers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So how was Christmas for you guys? Did you all get lots of nice black t-shirts?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-4880808685209126176?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/4880808685209126176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=4880808685209126176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4880808685209126176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4880808685209126176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/punches-wall-hard.html' title='(punches wall HARD)'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-1425504931793290889</id><published>2008-09-29T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:42:42.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evil..</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not in mood to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, will do when I &lt;strong&gt;wake up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really drunk. Been drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;surprised I can type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or think.&lt;br /&gt;Bleu, Hic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-1425504931793290889?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/1425504931793290889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=1425504931793290889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1425504931793290889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1425504931793290889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/evil.html' title='The Evil..'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-3717889005428783841</id><published>2008-09-29T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:52:52.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole New Day</title><content type='html'>So I'm clear from saying what I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm feeling great. Except the fact that my mum didn't have work today so I couldn't work on my book and had to do Add Math. But to delay the studying, I slept like from2 to 5. And now she's cooking and I'm playing computer games. Yeah, I'll have no definite content for this post but I'll tell you guys at night maybe 12? Ok, see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I found this video. And its about my favourite band. When you watch it and think, its funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfeC6j72nPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfeC6j72nPA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-3717889005428783841?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/3717889005428783841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=3717889005428783841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3717889005428783841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3717889005428783841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-new-day.html' title='Whole New Day'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-8324762198742313037</id><published>2008-09-28T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:11:52.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Message to the Good Lord.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I found myself urging to say something to the lord. Its like my heart is telling me to say something. Something that has been kept for a long time. I just didn't know it. Its gonna be a boring post, I don't want to force you all to read but I'm glad to accept any believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to say Emo things. Maybe you shouldn't read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear God, its Jonathan Vincent Choy Joon Hoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All my years alive, I've done things that I would regret and wish and pray so desperately at night to take back. All the forms of might-be sins that I've done, it's all so painful. Everytime I do something bad that I think that you may punish me for, I add to the list in which I think about everyday. I want to live a good life, to show that I can be somebody, not a killer but someone who lives like life is but a long walk. Its not choosing the easy way, but the right way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've heard of hell, and I can tell it's not what I want to feel forever. I've asked from you signs to show what is right and you have given me enough to be a believer. And this life, will be always done properly, I've shown kindness, sympathy and generousity. I've also shown revenge, hate and selfishness. But not one moment goes by I try to balance the good and bad. There is no way to say this but, I want to go to where you are, heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've appreciated what life has given me, and there is no reason not to. And I know, that I've always respected your descision in fate, you know that. Just trying to tell you that, whatever evil I do, I didn't want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To all my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm terribly sorry if the things I've done bring you pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its who I am and no one's perfect but there're some whom I had deemed perfect,&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to act 'cool' but who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But most importantly, I'm happy to have known you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To my family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've brought you pain constantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can help it because I'm forever trying to prove what's 'fair',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mind has been cloudy and sometimes I want to just start life again from when I was born but i won't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To the person whom I loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The mind can be deceiving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry for the torture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've sinned so badly that its hard to sleep everynight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I realised know, through you. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll love you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm forever grateful you could hear what I said and I'll appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm sorry if this seems Emo. Well, it obviously is. But I read something, and I had to clear my soul. Thank you, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-8324762198742313037?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/8324762198742313037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=8324762198742313037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8324762198742313037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8324762198742313037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/message-to-good-lord.html' title='Message to the Good Lord.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-1401514562469727323</id><published>2008-09-28T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:00:23.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Your Needs for Thoughts that Mean Something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I believe that everyone has thoughts that others have never seen&lt;/strong&gt;. These thoughts are impossible to make other people see or imagine. And sometimes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;things get disturbing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how I created &lt;strong&gt;Jason &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt; Coleman&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;The Sin&lt;/strong&gt;. Jason is &lt;strong&gt;number 209&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;Organization 211&lt;/strong&gt; in my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comic Book World&lt;/span&gt;. I chose to give him the ability to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;project his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Jason is set to have a &lt;strong&gt;dark&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;personality. and more of a&lt;em&gt; lone wolf&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power to project your mind is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very strong ability&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The only limitation is your imagination.  The thought of seeing your worst fears (&lt;em&gt;your family dead&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; a little girl killed&lt;/em&gt;) alive and in front of you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;up to the will of Jason&lt;/span&gt;, now that is torture&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm spending the week writing the next few chapters. I hope to reach chapter twenty but still at the same time, study a bit. I made a promise. I'm logging off. Sunday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-1401514562469727323?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/1401514562469727323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=1401514562469727323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1401514562469727323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1401514562469727323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-your-needs-for-thoughts-that-mean.html' title='All Your Needs for Thoughts that Mean Something.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-2678344347916473243</id><published>2008-09-27T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:08:40.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of the Century.</title><content type='html'>So, I've decided to&lt;strong&gt; start studying&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Don't laugh. It's not funny&lt;/strong&gt;. Studies suddenly, seem so &lt;strong&gt;important&lt;/strong&gt; so I'm going for it. I'm going back. Today, was basically an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eat, sleep, play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day. Nothing much, ate at a&lt;strong&gt; shit bufffet japanese restaurant&lt;/strong&gt; and now home &lt;strong&gt;watching football with dad&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted u guys to know what I plan to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suicide is a bullshit way out. If you know anyone that's gonna do it, help them. People should love themselves, like how I love you all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-2678344347916473243?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/2678344347916473243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=2678344347916473243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/2678344347916473243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/2678344347916473243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/start-of-century.html' title='The Start of the Century.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-3452221787871820986</id><published>2008-09-27T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:59:43.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Something that Might Inspire.</title><content type='html'>Everytime I watch a movie, I'll always watch it a few more time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to catch anything I thought I missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But even watching over 20 times, I still feel that &lt;strong&gt;I'm missing something.&lt;/strong&gt; This makes me wonder &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if life really has these missing parts that we never know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm not sure but I'd rather not think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not sure but I also find myself re-watching mot movies to actually &lt;strong&gt;feel the what the director is trying to make me fee&lt;/strong&gt;l, if a person dies, &lt;strong&gt;would I be sad or just say 'ok'&lt;/strong&gt;? The movies can really play alot in your life. &lt;strong&gt;Being held at gun point can really change your life&lt;/strong&gt;. Like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; G Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says it,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no matter how ugly the world gets or how stupid it shows me it is, I always have faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening guys. Appreciate it with all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-3452221787871820986?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/3452221787871820986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=3452221787871820986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3452221787871820986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3452221787871820986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/at-no-risk-at-all.html' title='Keeping Something that Might Inspire.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-5220493437402401707</id><published>2008-09-26T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:53:07.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time of our Lives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prefects&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Annual&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. And every year it gets&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; We did sketches, plaayed songs, when crazy, danced and cam-whored. It was a great night. I have some pics, the girls have the rest. Well, here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note : My hair is highlighted gold. Its so lala but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250362746303420722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0JGaNcGTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xe5hGacKdAg/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Saw, James Bond. Best dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250362937169058482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0JRhPWmrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/00IsQ8rY3cU/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rohit, the Boss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250363277827450866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0JlWSpJ_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/pH70wYdehl4/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniel Saw again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250363408372299762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0Js8m9d_I/AAAAAAAAAII/QHh5AcyWIKU/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yee, me and Dan who rushed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250363562022162354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0J14_8T7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/s60SRHw1ixg/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne, and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250363766562717202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0KBy-NfhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/APMrnxBfiTQ/s320/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250363898255620898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0KJdkPuyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/7Gsnq9DEqgA/s320/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary, poser sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250364071864124226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0KTkTvQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/bRhl0cqBTYs/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Goh, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250364236273482338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0KdIx--mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Cfm3MoKnmgk/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ashwin, and Andrien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250364391211533858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0KmJ-GBiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tFk0-EmvUl8/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Before going home, Gary's posing with my guitar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, Livia has the rest, or isit Amelia, girls la. I'll get more. Nights, it has been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays, my malay friends. Happy raya. Jom, balik.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-5220493437402401707?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/5220493437402401707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=5220493437402401707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5220493437402401707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5220493437402401707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-of-our-lives.html' title='The Time of our Lives.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SN0JGaNcGTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xe5hGacKdAg/s72-c/IMG_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-5124090221258787454</id><published>2008-09-25T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:01:35.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..in the dark place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuJK8yIYII/AAAAAAAAAGo/Hk5pPK5PC-Q/s1600-h/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249940611838533762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuJK8yIYII/AAAAAAAAAGo/Hk5pPK5PC-Q/s320/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dark Caves. Original, Unique Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, I just got back from Batu Caves yesterday. Could barely even type. Well, you guys. Have you ever been to the &lt;strong&gt;Adventurous Part of Batu Caves&lt;/strong&gt;? This is the part where you guys say "Whaaaat?". Apparently it exists and quite tough. Our Wardens were &lt;strong&gt;Suva, Jeff and Warren&lt;/strong&gt;. At the start it was ok, we were all in these &lt;strong&gt;construction yard helmets&lt;/strong&gt; with headlights, I had mine down, covering my eyes to look &lt;strong&gt;cool.&lt;/strong&gt; After that we walked around and saw some rocks, look here look there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about stalagmites and wall runners. After getting past that, we had to crawl to get to the other side of this chamber.And its like &lt;strong&gt;damn sempit.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You have to like lie flat to move&lt;/strong&gt;. Look up and hit your head. And your arms &lt;strong&gt;will bleed coz the ground ain't exactly smooth&lt;/strong&gt;, like &lt;strong&gt;jagged rocks&lt;/strong&gt;. And covered in bat &lt;strong&gt;Shit.&lt;/strong&gt; Yeap, it was a day full of &lt;strong&gt;Shit&lt;/strong&gt;. It got my Military shirt brown from white. And I dare anyone to try coming for this. So after crawling, we had climbing. Yeah, it was a guys dream well, &lt;strong&gt;most guys&lt;/strong&gt;. Had many people hurt, but we got through and admired the &lt;strong&gt;big(huge) chamber in the caves&lt;/strong&gt;. It was &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cave was &lt;strong&gt;alive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;strong&gt;me, Nick, Madeline and Kellie&lt;/strong&gt; were like a single group and we got through. &lt;strong&gt;Congrats to the girls who did it&lt;/strong&gt;. Never thought how they did it. Yeah, after climbing the sharp rocks (&lt;strong&gt;still bleeding&lt;/strong&gt;), we had to &lt;strong&gt;cross muddy water (or shit)&lt;/strong&gt; and finally we reached the sky light. It was amazing, its like the &lt;strong&gt;only light you can find&lt;/strong&gt;. Like from &lt;strong&gt;heaven&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, terus my friends and I ran to the top and acted like &lt;strong&gt;conquerors.&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, if only it hadn't been for the&lt;strong&gt; bat shit&lt;/strong&gt;, it would have seemed better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't honestly explain the feeling. But its&lt;strong&gt; great&lt;/strong&gt;. Everyone should go. Don't miss out.&lt;br /&gt;We walked back and got out, took a &lt;strong&gt;damn long shower&lt;/strong&gt; (we're covered in shit, what do you expect), &lt;strong&gt;bought food&lt;/strong&gt; (coconuts, chips, sweets) and then got on the bus, coming back was nice, coz we were all eating. I&lt;strong&gt; loved yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it way too late, but Happy Birthday &lt;strong&gt;Jessica Yap and Syakila&lt;/strong&gt;. You awesome people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got some pics. Not taken. But this what you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249941076865168258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuJmBJHs4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/HDpU6soqwzA/s320/m_09darkcave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the lit part. Other parts are pitch black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249941335171131154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuJ1DaD5xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WPqtrZx1yoU/s320/m_09twinlight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the damn cool, skylight. It lights the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249943025455026562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuLXcNJUYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cYA9U-G2QlQ/s320/Thereuopoda_lp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Wall Runner. Damn scary when you see one suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249942026606321650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuKdTNDn_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/b__1y77V-qM/s320/cockroach_006cp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Freaking wall of cockroaches. Damn hell shit disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249942302846262994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuKtYRyntI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SPNc0GYEHl0/s320/millipedeswww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There the hell many miilipedes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249942576979670386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuK9VgSdXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Lrj8MAAleHg/s320/bat_001cp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There were bats, except they live very high up and I didnt have a ladder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, thats all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-5124090221258787454?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/5124090221258787454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=5124090221258787454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5124090221258787454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5124090221258787454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-dark-place.html' title='..in the dark place.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SNuJK8yIYII/AAAAAAAAAGo/Hk5pPK5PC-Q/s72-c/DSC00691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7804206376169510425</id><published>2008-09-24T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:44:50.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I was...</title><content type='html'>My internet's back. I thank the lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll blog tmrw. Too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7804206376169510425?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7804206376169510425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7804206376169510425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7804206376169510425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7804206376169510425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-i-was.html' title='And I was...'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-5690381435740364893</id><published>2008-09-16T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:32:05.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thing not Planned</title><content type='html'>My heart's too caught up with affairs of the heart to cope with this kind of&lt;strong&gt; shit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago. I found out that my brother is going to become a &lt;strong&gt;probate&lt;/strong&gt;. Why didn't anyone tell me? Ok, listen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That is the &lt;strong&gt;worst mistake&lt;/strong&gt; the board will ever make, &lt;strong&gt;trust me&lt;/strong&gt; on this. I'm trying as hard to make this not happen, at school and home. There is no way I can have a sibling in the board. I just won't. Sorry, guys. Its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I thought they would tell me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Backstabbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-5690381435740364893?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/5690381435740364893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=5690381435740364893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5690381435740364893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/5690381435740364893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/thing-not-planned.html' title='A Thing not Planned'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-6866158588832871811</id><published>2008-09-14T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:38:00.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work it Out</title><content type='html'>Well, the weekend has &lt;strong&gt;gone by, again&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah I didnt do much, just hang with the &lt;strong&gt;cousins&lt;/strong&gt;, eating dinner every day. Yeah all of them are &lt;strong&gt;puasa-ing&lt;/strong&gt; so can't do anything fun, just play DOTA. Sorry guys, &lt;strong&gt;no other choice&lt;/strong&gt; of entertainment. I'm not sure if i have any undone homework. Oh, well. &lt;strong&gt;Monday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought &lt;strong&gt;Spore&lt;/strong&gt; the othere day. It was fun till the the Sapce Stage where u just fly around and use up gas, I mean &lt;strong&gt;petrol. &lt;/strong&gt;But other than that it was fun, I created this Worm like Cell, then it grew to this sort of mini Devil Creature then it evolved into a chief of this gang and they all went and discovered fire, building buildings and killing all the other creatures (teddy bears. etc). Yeah, fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just currently resting, taking my daily dose of Silent Hill. Came back from Carefour a while back. Carried a lot of things. Really tired. Waking up for football later. Logging of to the sound of Michael Learns To Rock. I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-6866158588832871811?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/6866158588832871811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=6866158588832871811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6866158588832871811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/6866158588832871811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-it-out.html' title='Work it Out'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-297883440118035208</id><published>2008-09-10T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:36:11.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Note (title)</title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;screwed up&lt;/strong&gt; guys. I just &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to get &lt;strong&gt;food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt; the day before the chem project.  I couldn't help. I just hope I've &lt;strong&gt;done enough&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was ok, everything went pretty fast. Gema Merdeka was short and sweet. Yeah, way to go celebrating after 2 weeks, after the real day. I took my charcoal and slept. Could have sworn I heard &lt;strong&gt;Indian, Chinese and Malay&lt;/strong&gt; rapping in the distance. Yeah, but its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at &lt;strong&gt;English, Mr L&lt;/strong&gt; told us the difference between &lt;strong&gt;Canada&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Malaysi&lt;/strong&gt;a and &lt;strong&gt;Montrea&lt;/strong&gt;l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canada,&lt;/strong&gt; Ambulance comes, everyone moves to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia,&lt;/strong&gt; Ambulance comes, everyone follows behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montreal,&lt;/strong&gt;Ambulance comes, people don't give a damn. Like saying in their minds "Who ask u to drive?" &lt;strong&gt;Hilarious&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-297883440118035208?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/297883440118035208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=297883440118035208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/297883440118035208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/297883440118035208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/silent-note-title.html' title='Silent Note (title)'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7457434303017563648</id><published>2008-09-09T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:53:19.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a New Song. Not Telling.</title><content type='html'>Dear people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Food Poisoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn chinese food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7457434303017563648?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7457434303017563648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7457434303017563648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7457434303017563648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7457434303017563648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-new-song-not-telling.html' title='Got a New Song. Not Telling.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-27343733824105397</id><published>2008-09-07T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:47:14.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep or Dead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SMOUu1r3hHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aB0tYRBsy0s/s1600-h/umbrella_academy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243197923595355250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SMOUu1r3hHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aB0tYRBsy0s/s320/umbrella_academy.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys. I've been noticing alot every year I get older. My friends from old are &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt;. Not physically morons, but they're doing things that they would never do now. Are they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Asleep or Dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe I'm just paranoid. Ah, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is Sunday. Yeah, well I was busy yesterday so I didn't really want to blog at all. Tommorow is the day of the installation. I'm not feeling well so I dunno. Hope Adriz is ok. Yeah, the new Exco's are great. Next year will be the best. Hmm, the new comic is going well. Oh, wait. I never told you guys about the comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about an &lt;strong&gt;organization, 2.11&lt;/strong&gt;. Most of its members are dead and the final five have to stop the &lt;strong&gt;shadows &lt;/strong&gt;from &lt;strong&gt;Anti 11&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, all comics are basically save the world, so yeah. The comic's &lt;strong&gt;dark &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;gothic.&lt;/strong&gt; So, expect death and stuff. I like it. So basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organization 2.11=&lt;strong&gt;Good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessors=&lt;strong&gt;Bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows=&lt;strong&gt;Bad-der.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti 11=&lt;strong&gt;Shit Bad. Like they would blow up the children's home&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. (Leadership Camp 2009?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-27343733824105397?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/27343733824105397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=27343733824105397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/27343733824105397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/27343733824105397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/asleep-or-dead.html' title='Asleep or Dead?'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SMOUu1r3hHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aB0tYRBsy0s/s72-c/umbrella_academy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-342699026243939004</id><published>2008-09-06T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:43:47.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tripping on the Edge.</title><content type='html'>Its a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry guys, nothing to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm puasa-ing with my cousins, really tired.&lt;br /&gt;Till, next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-342699026243939004?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/342699026243939004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=342699026243939004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/342699026243939004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/342699026243939004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/tripping-on-edge.html' title='Tripping on the Edge.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-641120047086063422</id><published>2008-09-05T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:22:54.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unholy Confessions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SMDeJ7rvq0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/4cK9W7lM-sA/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242434228480617282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SMDeJ7rvq0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/4cK9W7lM-sA/s320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I sat down today just as I thought of another chapter in my mind. I was looking at my friends since form 1 turn into Exco's. Me? I didnt want to be, exam next year. Too stressful. There this moment in which all of us sat next to the piano laughing away. It was just perfect, if any of you saw it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also got me thinking about next year. When we leave, it will be horrible. And I cant afford not to see them anymore. but now, I don't think I can get used to my friends bossing me around. Rohit being group leader, and Gary being asst. offence recorder. Its just me and Esther who don't feel bad. But I dont think I took it harder than Adriz, he took it the worst. I'm gonna do building forever. I'm fine guys. Its god's wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year is our last year guys, lets make it great. Remember us, we few, we happy few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-641120047086063422?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/641120047086063422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=641120047086063422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/641120047086063422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/641120047086063422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/unholy-confessions.html' title='Unholy Confessions.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SMDeJ7rvq0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/4cK9W7lM-sA/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-1273695826665217777</id><published>2008-09-04T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:22:38.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse Suite.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Today? Regular day. Actually I liked English alot. We were given assigments about comparing and contrast-ing. And all of us had free topics. Being in Sigma, many topics were given such as,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing classmates which was a piss off.&lt;br /&gt;Comparing Jonas Brothers and Metallica. JB has tight pants.&lt;br /&gt;Comparing Boys and Girls. Birds and the Bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we had a few laughs. And the day ended.&lt;br /&gt;And I learned more hokkien words. Sheryl is going to Indon. Have fun girl.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, logging off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-1273695826665217777?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/1273695826665217777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=1273695826665217777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1273695826665217777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1273695826665217777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/apocalypse-suite.html' title='Apocalypse Suite.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-4909233134713083449</id><published>2008-09-03T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:12:08.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caption.</title><content type='html'>Perfect Day: Nothing to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two bodies, the stiffer I am, the faster I flow.&lt;br /&gt;I am an &lt;strong&gt;hourglass&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-4909233134713083449?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/4909233134713083449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=4909233134713083449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4909233134713083449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/4909233134713083449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/caption.html' title='Caption.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-8109545694799068512</id><published>2008-09-02T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:14:38.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Six Feet is Too Far Down.</title><content type='html'>Yo, muchachos. Ok, that was lame, so &lt;strong&gt;Hey Guys.&lt;/strong&gt; Today was fun, well it started off with math and actually quite enjoyable. Daniel didnt bring his text book so I laughed at him. I kept harassing him and playing with his&lt;strong&gt; 5X5 cube&lt;/strong&gt; that no one can do.  Besides that, me and Sheryl were like constantly arguing about obsessions and lies and truth. It was a debating day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lunch time, was &lt;strong&gt;great. &lt;/strong&gt;It was me, Rohit, Crystal and Yvonne talking&lt;strong&gt; hokkien&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cantonese&lt;/strong&gt;, even though we were supposed to do duty, yeah, we prefered learning &lt;strong&gt;chinese.&lt;/strong&gt; Here's what I learned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lu Ca Ci Le Pai Cha Bo. I think that means You have been a bad girl or something.&lt;br /&gt;Lu Ca Ci Le Pa Kai. I think that means bad brat or something.&lt;br /&gt;Lu See Lai. Eat shit?&lt;br /&gt;(Crystal shouting very long sentence in hokkien.) Cheater..coward..bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its a good day. Well, thats all. We're getting installed next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-8109545694799068512?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/8109545694799068512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=8109545694799068512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8109545694799068512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/8109545694799068512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/maybe-six-feet-is-too-far-down.html' title='Maybe Six Feet is Too Far Down.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-3399746764115461910</id><published>2008-09-01T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:00:50.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Angels cried Blood and Heartstrings part.</title><content type='html'>Well, I watched Camp Rock yesterday. I decide better to watch it early so that Samuel wouldn't kill me on the Monday. He hates these things I know. He was like "If Jonas Brothers comes to Malaysia, I'm gotta but a sniper rifle on ebay." Funny, but if I'm not the JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The movie was quite disappointed, nothing compared to HSM. Maybe coz, the choreographer was working on HSM 3. Well, the only thing I got from the movie was learning a new song and knowing how evil some girls can be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday and Today was basically me just winning money from my family. Yesterday my bro bet with my dad and me that he would stay up the latest. In the end, he slept at 1, I slept at 4, my dad, 7. So, I won 5o bucks minus 5 bucks I bet on Arsenal's 3-0 win over Newcastle. Then I won 50 bucks from my dad that I would out golf him. Yeah, a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-3399746764115461910?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/3399746764115461910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=3399746764115461910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3399746764115461910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/3399746764115461910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-angels-cried-blood-and-heartstrings.html' title='If Angels cried Blood and Heartstrings part.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-1130271926194742185</id><published>2008-08-30T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:16:39.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A first for the beginnings.</title><content type='html'>I wrote a song. You can consider this is the first complete song I wrote. I've worked out the tunes and balance and stuff. Hope you guys liked it. Not emo, and there is a life story in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Gone but Hold on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, dont lose hope if I'm not here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For I'm always here,&lt;br /&gt;And please don't cry,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I never liked your tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime I think I'm closer to your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pulled away too far,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And forced to think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things that dont matter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to pull us together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHORUS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I'm gone but Hold on tonight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me if I'm gone today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will there be another chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there a reason honey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry but your all alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hold~on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, Bright burning sun beams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lies about the way starlight shnes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And light is darker than dark it seems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'll go finding it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh baby, I'll go finding it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHORUS*x2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked for the few,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The special few,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For happiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I realized,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had it all in you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHORUS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold on~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(with broken hearts and melodies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(leave behind so I can breathe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(fade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This song fetches about 3+ minutes. Wanted all your opinions. Have gotten some good ones in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-1130271926194742185?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/1130271926194742185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=1130271926194742185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1130271926194742185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1130271926194742185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-for-beginnings.html' title='A first for the beginnings.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7844259602501137348</id><published>2008-08-30T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T02:51:51.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Log on the system.</title><content type='html'>Avril was &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Girl's tired&lt;/strong&gt;. Can't blame her. &lt;strong&gt;PAS was too much&lt;/strong&gt;. But she sort of&lt;strong&gt; rocked&lt;/strong&gt; the stadium. I was good, coudn't stop playing with the Iphone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm at the computer now. I just finished watching the Merdeka celebration and I'm going to watch &lt;strong&gt;Newcastle vs Arsenal&lt;/strong&gt; too. Well, the Merdeka Celebration was good, the VIP's didnt show much spirit but maybe Y.B but thats alright. Not insulting anyone. Just to make myself patriotic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the week was good, its been a while since the holidays but still aint used to waking up at 7. Everyday&lt;strong&gt; was&lt;/strong&gt; basically waking up for lunch. I'm still trying to catch up with the Add Math and perhaps Math, but I'm alright. The rest of the week is well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Samuel insulting the Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amanda getting migraines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking a lot to Avisha and Sheryl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anir doing his SOS impressions (hillarious)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, thats it from the guy that has'nt slept in a while. Going to watch football. I'm logging off. See you guys. XO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7844259602501137348?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7844259602501137348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7844259602501137348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7844259602501137348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7844259602501137348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/08/log-on-system.html' title='Log on the system.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-1770082164788051217</id><published>2008-08-21T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:19:11.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..it came back.</title><content type='html'>Well guys, I'm &lt;strong&gt;positive&lt;/strong&gt; that nobody knows that this blog &lt;strong&gt;exists&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;Blogger&lt;/strong&gt;. So let me just add content. Well, its the holidays. Friday to be specific. Just yesterday I was thinking, yeah its &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, long way to go but here I am. I havent really started on my &lt;strong&gt;homework&lt;/strong&gt;, but &lt;strong&gt;I'll do it. &lt;/strong&gt;I'm responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were nothing much to be worthy of writing about. Trying to sum it all up.&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;strong&gt;electric&lt;/strong&gt; guitar,&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;strong&gt;acoustic &lt;/strong&gt;guitar,&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;strong&gt;classical&lt;/strong&gt; guitar,&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;strong&gt;DOTA,&lt;/strong&gt; yeah I was &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt; so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it I guess, oh yeah and there was this new video of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;RA3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch &lt;strong&gt;Wall-e&lt;/strong&gt; with friends, I'll see you guys later. And by guys I mean the &lt;strong&gt;Blogger guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-1770082164788051217?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/1770082164788051217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=1770082164788051217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1770082164788051217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/1770082164788051217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-came-back.html' title='..it came back.'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2277925234963657771.post-7938809407199903097</id><published>2008-08-21T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T07:54:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And then..</title><content type='html'>(transmitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friends, I'm back. Miss me? I hope you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fade)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2277925234963657771-7938809407199903097?l=burnalltheempires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/feeds/7938809407199903097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2277925234963657771&amp;postID=7938809407199903097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7938809407199903097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2277925234963657771/posts/default/7938809407199903097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burnalltheempires.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-then.html' title='And then..'/><author><name>vincent.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06628415197589314818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5YAlk1RlHw/SlMH4U_jOjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/AhfWpfq5SHI/S220/IMG_0874.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
