<?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-2131117869313540819</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:55:54.649-08:00</updated><category term='Popcorn Moments'/><category term='Places to Visit'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='The TV moments'/><category term='All About Music'/><category term='Memorable Moments'/><category term='Just For A Laugh'/><category term='Pieces'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>The thoughts of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-5819462657399946253</id><published>2010-02-23T00:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T00:09:43.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Parcels love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ever since I came to Malaysia,    &lt;br /&gt;I will receive parcels once in awhile from my lovely friends     &lt;br /&gt;Every time my friends said they have sent me a parcel,     &lt;br /&gt;I will start expecting it.     &lt;br /&gt;if I stay home, I will hope the postman will ring the doorbell,     &lt;br /&gt;if not, I will hope there’s a parcel lying on my bed, waiting, every time I go home&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, I know it is just a parcel, but whenever you received one,    &lt;br /&gt;you will know there’s someone out there, missing you,     &lt;br /&gt;and wanting to send their love to you through a tiny little package     &lt;br /&gt;This feeling is just great. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONHfX-CkI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zYc4EKOlKOI/s1600-h/SDC102162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10216" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="SDC10216" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONIjQGDaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5o809aihIdk/SDC10216_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From my beloved sister who recently trying to fill my pencil case =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONKb8f4XI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8r5hRh9ii7o/s1600-h/SDC102132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10213" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10213" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONLFAiy-I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/So6V_nZNYvM/SDC10213_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Valentine’s gift, two love shape balloons which I am too afraid to blow,    &lt;br /&gt;and a shoe V bought me from Holland. Allllll Pink =D     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONM3Ng5FI/AAAAAAAAARA/G2YmDFDukfk/s1600-h/SDC102172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10217" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10217" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONNoIb6hI/AAAAAAAAARE/-OQQ4rESzag/SDC10217_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love the moon cake key chain very much!    &lt;br /&gt;and some balm from Spain, yeah from Spain! &amp;lt;3     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONQd10_YI/AAAAAAAAARI/Hq2p9reF7gI/s1600-h/SDC102182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10218" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10218" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONRQv4oiI/AAAAAAAAARM/1MXXQWY9LSE/SDC10218_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And one more thing I like about receiving gift is that it is interesting to find out what your friends buy for you. How I choose a gift for a friend is when I look at something, I think of her and I know she will love it, so I buy it. Therefore, looking at the things people sent you, you know they thought of you when they saw these things, something that represent you in their heart, maybe something that you like, some cartoon character that you love, or something that looks like you =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I remember one year we were out of gift ideas, so we decided to let each other chose their own presents and we just paid for it. But we only did it once, because we all hate that we know what we were going to get before we got the presents. LOL So the next year, we all rather trouble ourselves a bit to shop for gifts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-5819462657399946253?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5819462657399946253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/parcels-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5819462657399946253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5819462657399946253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/parcels-love.html' title='Parcels love'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S4ONIjQGDaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5o809aihIdk/s72-c/SDC10216_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8476325156120718124</id><published>2010-02-08T22:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:55:40.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>Oscar nominations of the year…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally decided to update my blog, hope you guys are still reading it. lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also decided to change my writting style a bit, to make it more interesting and won’t bored you guys to death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The 82nd&amp;#160; Oscar nominations list have been out for almost a week, and i was busy catching up with the Best picture movies. Finally finished half of them which is five, since they have increased the number to ten movies this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am gonna talk a bit of each that i have finished and more will be coming after I finished them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFoUSJC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/afH77WevutA/s1600-h/avatar%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="avatar" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="avatar" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFpIcL_eI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NNPtdrmzQH4/avatar_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I am sure this is the best known movie of the year and many people like it for the effects. Me myself have watched the 3D version of it and without any doubt that it is awesome as a 3D movie, however the plot is just a bit too normal, we all know what to expect throughout the movies. So, if you ask me, no, for the Best Picture but yes, for Visual effects.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img title="up" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="253" alt="up" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFphcv8GI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jRJJg6zGCSU/up_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Have talked about this movie earlier, watched the 3D version as well, though the visual effects is not very remarkable, but I like the story itself very much. It is not very often for a cartoon to be normanate in the Best Picture Award, so this movie certainly catched some attentions. It is quite outstanding from other disney movies, have dropped some traditional plots, but in my oponion, still not good enough for the Best Picture. However, you guys really should watch it.    &lt;br /&gt;More on : &lt;a title="http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-make-impossible-becomes-possible.html" href="http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-make-impossible-becomes-possible.html"&gt;http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-make-impossible-becomes-possible.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inglourious Basterds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFrALavTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Qd7DTx0AES0/s1600-h/inglourious-basterds%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="inglourious-basterds" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="inglourious-basterds" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFrzB6r4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Yhc4q2lPmRo/inglourious-basterds_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The movie is good, won’t be too boring as a history-based movie, a bit violence to me though. However, I extremely like the idea of ‘The Basterds’ carving a swastika into those Nazi soldiers foreheads, they either kill them or send them back with a swstika on their foreheads, which provided some humors. Plus, the lines are very well written and meaningful. I will give it 4 stars out of 5. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up in The Air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFsjw-aMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/74vhcWYtWb0/s1600-h/up%20in%20the%20air%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="up in the air" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="up in the air" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFtEi_yxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/huNTufN7InQ/up%20in%20the%20air_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished last night, which I think somehow it is a bit boring, but you can’t say it was a bad movie, kinda meaningful too. The story is about a guy who’s up in the air for more than 250 days a year, never really stay home, no family, bad relationships with sisters, don’t really have a friend and having an affair with a married woman. At the end when he finally wants to get some connection with people, he realized he is all alone. Oh, and I love one line particularly, ‘Life is better with company.’ =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;District 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFuVayz1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/4j9VYCvDy5Y/s1600-h/district%209%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="district 9" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="district 9" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFvKV_lXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xPweJClsw-k/district%209_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By far my favorite among five, which has an outstanding plot, aliens as refugees and trapped on earth. I also like the way they film and tell the story, not the usual way but from interviews, newreporting and else, you feel like you were watching actual news about all this aliens on earth. It also gets you to think about something deep. A movie that you shouldn’t miss.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, which movie you guys think will get the Best Picture Awards?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8" src="http://static.polldaddy.com/p/2672059.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/2672059/"&gt;Which Movie will win the Best Picture of the year?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.polldaddy.com"&gt;survey software&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8476325156120718124?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8476325156120718124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/oscar-nominations-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8476325156120718124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8476325156120718124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/oscar-nominations-of-year.html' title='Oscar nominations of the year…'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S3EFpIcL_eI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NNPtdrmzQH4/s72-c/avatar_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8876551723488906703</id><published>2010-01-14T00:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:58:11.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Music'/><title type='text'>To all the lovers, who separated by Distance and Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtPZEssCnss&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtPZEssCnss&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;‘This song is dedicated to all the lovers, who can’t be together,     &lt;br /&gt;separated by distance and time.’ This is what Alicia Keys said right at the beginning of the song, a song that told the feeling of a lot of people in the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think many of us, would have experience this feeling somehow in our life, no matter it is long distance relationship or something that can be but never has the chance to, because of the distance, some words are left untold; because not knowing how long will us be gone, so we bury that three words deep inside our heart. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Someone is lucky to find the person still waiting after years, though many go home and find their heart broken, the unsecure feeling, the distance, the time, the promise that never confirmed have stopped people from waiting. Or there are people, who never been told they are loved, who never know there was a person longing to go home and tell them they love them, so they moved on. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe distance seems nothing to us in the modern world, cause we can always get on a plane or a train and go home. Yet, with this convenience, there are more people who go overseas for studies or business, more people were separated, and with all the doubts and unsure feeling, most people choose to move on then wait. It seems technology didn’t bring us any goods.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you have to walk a million miles&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait a million days to see you smile&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Distance and time, I'll be waiting      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Distance and time, I'll be waiting&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Will you take a train, to meet me where I am&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Are you on your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Is there anyone that you hope he can listen to this song?   &lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that you wish you could tell him those words you never say?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8876551723488906703?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8876551723488906703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-all-lovers-who-separated-by-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8876551723488906703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8876551723488906703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-all-lovers-who-separated-by-distance.html' title='To all the lovers, who separated by Distance and Time'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-285635906814229770</id><published>2010-01-04T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:58:33.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>The Time Traveler’s Wife – A gift or A Curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S0LxGVzq0mI/AAAAAAAAAPw/cuDahd_EjBI/s1600-h/ttw%202%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttw 2" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="318" alt="ttw 2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S0LxHPH6pHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ocvHYT0Znp4/ttw%202_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just watched this movie couple days ago. I remember reading the book last year but stopped half way coz I dun like the writing style, as it is rather confusing writing from both the guy and the girl’s point of view, but the story is interesting, a time traveler.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is equally interesting to imagine yourself as a time traveler, someone who can travel to the past and the future. Yet, the movie seems to shape it as a tragedy, a sad story. I never cried so much since P.S I Love You. and it is really touching. It also gets me to think whether it was a gift or a curse being a time traveler.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The story tends to make it the sad way, when Henry missed the wedding ceremony; when Henry left during wedding night; when Claire can’t carry a baby probably because the babies inherited the traveler’s genes and kept traveling out the mum’s body; and when Henry traveled and shot by Claire’s dad while hunting, how ironic was everything. However, also because he can travel, he got to see his mum again and again, even she died while he was six; he also got to meet little Claire, the love of his life; he also got to see his grown up daughter even she was just five when he died; he can also get every one prepared before he died. All of these make me think it is actually a gift, to be able to time travel, not a curse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S0LxIw1n6CI/AAAAAAAAAP4/O3VMIT2uY-g/s1600-h/ttw%201%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DF-00697&amp;#10;Time Traveler&amp;#39;s Wife, The&amp;#10;,  &amp;#10;September 20, 2007&amp;#10;Photo by Alan Markfield/newline.wireimage.com&amp;#10;&amp;#10;To license this image (14852944), contact NewLine:&amp;#10;U.S. +1-212-686-8900 / U.K. +44-207-868-8940 / Australia +61-2-8262-9222 / Japan: +81-3-5464-7020&amp;#10;+1 212-686-8901 (fax)&amp;#10;info@wireimage.com (e-mail)&amp;#10;NewLine.wireimage.com (web site)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="DF-00697&amp;#10;Time Traveler&amp;#39;s Wife, The&amp;#10;,  &amp;#10;September 20, 2007&amp;#10;Photo by Alan Markfield/newline.wireimage.com&amp;#10;&amp;#10;To license this image (14852944), contact NewLine:&amp;#10;U.S. +1-212-686-8900 / U.K. +44-207-868-8940 / Australia +61-2-8262-9222 / Japan: +81-3-5464-7020&amp;#10;+1 212-686-8901 (fax)&amp;#10;info@wireimage.com (e-mail)&amp;#10;NewLine.wireimage.com (web site)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S0LxJ7SbntI/AAAAAAAAAQA/XX1Le2LqDKI/ttw%201_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many of us hoping to see the people we love and we miss after they were gone, even just inside the dreams? How many of us wishing that we could meet our loved one ever since they were a child? How many of us hoping we can go back in time to tell someone the words that we never get the chances to tell? How many of us ever dream to be a time traveler, hoping to go back to the past, to see, to experience important events of the life again, and to the future, to see who will be our other half, to get prepare for out death and so on? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Time traveling is a gift, and when we were given a gift, sometimes we have to sacrifices something else, this is the rule of life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-285635906814229770?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/285635906814229770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-travelers-wife-gift-or-curse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/285635906814229770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/285635906814229770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-travelers-wife-gift-or-curse.html' title='The Time Traveler’s Wife – A gift or A Curse'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/S0LxHPH6pHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ocvHYT0Znp4/s72-c/ttw%202_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8726049454712621797</id><published>2010-01-01T04:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T04:13:23.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What does New Year means to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="351" src="http://l.yimg.com/fe/p/news/singtao/20100101/15jq8ja000fh5c-i0.jpg" width="259" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Never realizes time really flies until every New Year Eve   &lt;br /&gt;It is amazing having the feeling that you have gone through a year in two seconds,    &lt;br /&gt;at 11:59:59, you were still at 2009, and the next second, ding! It’s 2010!    &lt;br /&gt;Everything happened in 2009 seems so far away now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some of my friends like to do a review every year, about whether they completed all the goals that they set in the previous year. For me, New Year is just a festival, something like Christmas, that people celebrate, but somehow, I realize it can mean something more. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I never do a review, yet don’t know since when I will do some thinking before New Year. Thinking about things that happened in the year, all the goods and bads, no matter they have brought me happy or sad memories, think of it again, and put all of them behind. New Year, is the day for everything to restart again, getting the things that off-tracked, back on track again.&amp;#160; And maybe give yourself a direction of what to do for the year, not a goal, coz to me, goals are limits, it limits us to do something better or bigger. If we manage to fulfill the goal in six months, does it mean we can stop working hard for the coming months? So I don’t set up goals. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I always see New Year as another start, if you did bad in the previous year, forget them all and do better for the coming year, coz there is no point to keep being upset. If something really bothers you, one year is more than enough for us to moan or feel upset or whatever feeling you have, after one year, it is time to move on. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take a deep breathe, 2010 is a new start for everyone.    &lt;br /&gt;If you missed the New Year countdown, it’s okay, tomorrow can be another start as well, everyday can be a brand new start, it depends on how we see about it. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy New Year guys! 2010 is gonna be a great year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8726049454712621797?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8726049454712621797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-does-new-year-means-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8726049454712621797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8726049454712621797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-does-new-year-means-to-you.html' title='What does New Year means to you?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4373139482186075458</id><published>2009-12-20T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:16:38.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The TV moments'/><title type='text'>Lost – Not just another advanture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72kXMcFmI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xwpaKIcS65E/s1600-h/lost6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="lost" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="262" alt="lost" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72lQfEqmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rcS7NWbsPWU/lost_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A story about a group of people who survived a plane crush,    &lt;br /&gt;but ended up LOST on an island     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The word Lost here, has more than one meaning, not just literally about these people who are lost on the island and longing to find their way home     &lt;br /&gt;It is also about these lost souls, hoping to find the meaning of their life, to have some clues about their life, they all have a story, a unique history, a painful past that they wanted to forget. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72mjtvSRI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CVTqfzv6oro/s1600-h/lost3%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="lost3" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="254" alt="lost3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72nVjQwAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7uxc2m2bBuA/lost3_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On this island, they were given a chance to stay away from everything, no matter they’re things that they were familiar or things that they want to run away from. They were given a chance to start a brand new life on the island, no one knows who they were, no one knows who everyone really is, but they all have a same aim, to survive on the island until someone come and bring them home. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were only 46 people, they don’t have anyone else, but each other. When the time they spent with each other increase, they learnt more and more about each other as well, but past means nothing to them, as they were isolated on this island, past is just past, no one really cares, only their past knowledge and skills are useful, but not their story. These people were given this chance to pick up the pieces that they left elsewhere in the past, they were given the chance to move on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72oSjFuqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dlo_32Bc_dU/s1600-h/lost2%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="lost2" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="177" alt="lost2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72pNMuHoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/F-MAiV7zO30/lost2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The show is already moving to their sixth season, but I am only watching the second season. It maybe a bit late to talk about the show now =D However, you should give it a try if you never watch it before. It is not just an adventure, it is more than that. It is not only about the excitement, or challenges they needed to face on the island; not only about finding, revealing secret of the island, it is also about themselves, finding themselves again, even they’re on an island that has nothing to do with the modern world, there are still things that remind them of their past, that they have to face and get over, they learn to be more then just what they were. face it or run away; lost and find; stay there or move on; uncovering the secrets of the island and of each other; and become more understanding or even more Lost. They all longing for an answer, or maybe we all do. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever feel lost in your life? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4373139482186075458?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4373139482186075458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-not-just-another-advanture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4373139482186075458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4373139482186075458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-not-just-another-advanture.html' title='Lost – Not just another advanture'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sy72lQfEqmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rcS7NWbsPWU/s72-c/lost_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-3752093268994374700</id><published>2009-12-12T21:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:06:36.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Why blogging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever wonder, why people start blogging?    &lt;br /&gt;Is it because they desperately need a place to express their thoughts?     &lt;br /&gt;Or they want to share their thoughts and hoping to find someone who think the same way? Or it is just a way for people to earn money?     &lt;br /&gt;So, what is your reason of blogging?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been blogging since form 3, I guess    &lt;br /&gt;At first, it was just a way for me to express my feelings     &lt;br /&gt;Something that I might not say it face-to-face,     &lt;br /&gt;something that I want to share with friends,     &lt;br /&gt;it was more like a journal, a place for me to write down something important,     &lt;br /&gt;something I hope I can remember for long time, so I wrote them down     &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe something I want to tell my friend, but I decided not to say it face-to-face     &lt;br /&gt;so I wrote them down, because somehow, I think people are more willing to read than hear, it seems easier for us to accept or absorb something by reading     &lt;br /&gt;I always think words have a magical power, sometimes they can touch our heart more than other things&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As blogging is getting more and more popular nowadays.    &lt;br /&gt;my aim of blogging change, it is not just a personal journal     &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, there are people that we don’t personal know will read our blog     &lt;br /&gt;So I decided to write about things that people can relate to     &lt;br /&gt;To me, blog is a place for us to share our own thoughts,     &lt;br /&gt;and hoping someone out there who read it, can relate to it     &lt;br /&gt;can feel the same way, and can understand     &lt;br /&gt;It is a place for us to exchange our thoughts,     &lt;br /&gt;not just for us to crap about anything&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is always nice to know someone out there, maybe drop by,    &lt;br /&gt;and leave a massage, saying..     &lt;br /&gt;Hey, I agree with you/ I feel the same =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SyR2WH2nX1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrhEa_h8GcI/s1600-h/172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="17" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="17" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SyR2Woka30I/AAAAAAAAAPU/c8XRaLf8o2c/175.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SyR2WH2nX1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrhEa_h8GcI/s1600-h/172.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SyR2WH2nX1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrhEa_h8GcI/s1600-h/172.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SyR2WH2nX1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrhEa_h8GcI/s1600-h/172.jpg"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-3752093268994374700?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3752093268994374700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3752093268994374700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3752093268994374700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-blogging.html' title='Why blogging?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SyR2Woka30I/AAAAAAAAAPU/c8XRaLf8o2c/s72-c/175.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4017192746313912547</id><published>2009-12-05T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:51:01.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The TV moments'/><title type='text'>Vampire Diaries – A Real Vampire Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As TV series of The Vampire Diaries is taking a break till January    &lt;br /&gt;I am going to talk about the episodes that were released so far&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;L.J.Smith was famous for the novels - Vampire Diaries long before the show is out    &lt;br /&gt;However, as ‘vampire’ is a trend now, many stories are being brought up again     &lt;br /&gt;Everyone talks about vampire, watch vampire and read vampire&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sxsb9JXPADI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vziPJi2HahE/s1600-h/vd13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="vd1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="312" alt="vd1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sxsb-ppXk4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/XQLdWcmKkaY/vd1_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Among all the Vampire ‘products’ nowadays, Vampire Diaries is by far my favorite    &lt;br /&gt;True Blood, is a bit too violent sometimes, all the killing, blood and brain     &lt;br /&gt;and it mixed too many creatures in just one story     &lt;br /&gt;They have shape shifter, telepathic, maenad and of course vampire     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe some people like it as the story seems richer adding all these characters     &lt;br /&gt;but to me it seems too complicated     &lt;br /&gt;However, I do like the idea that vampires were being exposed&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;and they are actually trying to live a peaceful life with human beings in the story     &lt;br /&gt;There are other things which is good about the show,     &lt;br /&gt;I also like the way they describe human and vampire relationship and else     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe will talk about this show some other time =D     &lt;br /&gt;Another one is the Twilight Saga, which I think is too shallow     &lt;br /&gt;shallow as in the part about vampire and the story as well     &lt;br /&gt;No offense but I can’t really see why people are so crazy about it     &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Kristen Stewart cannot act and Robert Pattinson maybe just a little better     &lt;br /&gt;and the story shouldn’t claim to be about vampire because it’s nothing much about it     &lt;br /&gt;You didn’t even get to see the fangs much, it’s just pure high school romance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SxscAargktI/AAAAAAAAAPA/yo5j2zMzkNc/s1600-h/vd34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="vd3" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="305" alt="vd3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SxscCIhmQXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Vi9V_qjBKog/vd3_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vampire diaries is different, it is a mixture of romance and vampire     &lt;br /&gt;It has enough vampire elements, including enough violent, which is fighting and murders; vampire ability, the strength, speed, mind reading, and persuasion; as well as some vampire curses     &lt;br /&gt;When comes to the story itself, it’s about two brothers, Stefan and Damon, who live over a century. They once loved the same girl, who turned both of them into vampire and died afterward, she also created the rivalry of two brothers     &lt;br /&gt;And the story began when Stefan, the younger brother met this girl, Elena, who looks exactly the same as the girl he loved for over a century, Katharine     &lt;br /&gt;Even the story is not complicated, yet, attractive enough&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Plus, the main actors and actress are good, at least better acting than the twilight’s   &lt;br /&gt;And the make up help them look really like vampire we know from stories    &lt;br /&gt;Even the TV didn’t follow the books much, but still pretty tense and exciting    &lt;br /&gt;It also surprise you sometimes, the unexpected twists    &lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, from our knowledge, vampires are suppose to be pretty or handsome, which in this show, they’re the two brothers are better looking than some other vampire in other shows =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SxscDqqLsUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kVKVPlwspqc/s1600-h/vd23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="vd2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="255" alt="vd2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SxscE1_fVAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JaOJxO7QVjs/vd2_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am now reading the second book of Vampire Diaries,    &lt;br /&gt;which I think is better than the second book of the Twilight saga,    &lt;br /&gt;I stopped halfway reading New Moon..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:5dfdc9b7-417b-482a-be9c-42855b739f59" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;LiveJournal Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Twilight" rel="tag"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=True+Blood" rel="tag"&gt;True Blood&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Vampire+Diaries" rel="tag"&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Vampire" rel="tag"&gt;Vampire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4017192746313912547?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4017192746313912547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/12/vampire-diaries-real-vampire-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4017192746313912547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4017192746313912547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/12/vampire-diaries-real-vampire-show.html' title='Vampire Diaries – A Real Vampire Show'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sxsb-ppXk4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/XQLdWcmKkaY/s72-c/vd1_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-6182675375353834934</id><published>2009-11-28T07:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T07:02:31.657-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For A Laugh'/><title type='text'>You Know You Are Not ‘yaG’</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘Who the hell is Linda?’ asked John.   &lt;br /&gt;‘Errrr.. someone I know from college, one of my classmates,’ said Jessica.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Even you were drunk, I am sure you can still differentiate men and women, right?’ asked John, not convinced by any of them.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Well, actually Linda is a he. I called him Linda because I don’t want anyone to find out I have a crush on a guy.’    &lt;br /&gt;Jack and John stared at her, shocked, ‘YOU ARE HETEROSEXUAL?’ both of them shouted.     &lt;br /&gt;‘shh.. I wasn’t planning to tell anyone.’    &lt;br /&gt;‘Oh my god Jess! You should have told us. We live together, and I think we have the right to know so we can protect ourselves. I even let you hug me yesterday night, and I was naked,’ Jack started to scream and covering his eyes with his hands.    &lt;br /&gt;'And you kissed my boyfriend last night.’ John was panic and trying to cover his chest with his hands as he’s not wearing any shirt at the moment and run into his room when he realize it’s useless using his hands.    &lt;br /&gt;‘You guys are perfectly safe,’ said Jessica.    &lt;br /&gt;‘But you just kissed me last night. How could we trust you’ Jack’s eyes widened.     &lt;br /&gt;‘Yeah, you just kissed my boyfriend last night, how would I know I won’t be the next victim?’ John came out from his room holding a shirt.    &lt;br /&gt;‘That was an accident. Now I told you guys about Linda. I trust you guys, so please trust me that I will not do anything to you guys again,’ said Jessica, ‘I promise.’    &lt;br /&gt;‘Well, unless you tell us about Linda,’ said Jack, ‘how would I know she’s not someone you made up?’    &lt;br /&gt;‘Yeah, what’s his real name?’ asked John.    &lt;br /&gt;‘His name is Kelvin, Kelvin Hilton.’    &lt;br /&gt;‘Hilton? Oh my god! The captain of our college football team?’ asked John.    &lt;br /&gt;‘He is working in an advertising company now, isn’t he?’ asked Jack.    &lt;br /&gt;'Yeah,’ answered Jessica.    &lt;br /&gt;‘But I heard he has a boyfriend,’ said Jack, ‘his boyfriend was the chairman of Fishing Club in college and they are still together.’    &lt;br /&gt;‘oh, the guy who looks really boring.’ said John, ‘Does Kelvin know about this, Jess?’    &lt;br /&gt; ‘Of cause not. Since he has a boyfriend, no point telling him this and anyway, he is straight. I can’t change the fact that he is interested in guys not girls.’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Someone knocked the door before John could say anything more.   &lt;br /&gt;‘Good morning. I think someone from this house dropped this near the bush,’ said Kelvin who was jogging along the path and saw a purse. He passed Jack the pink purse that he was holding.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Is it yours, Jess?’ asked John.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Maybe you should open it and check,’ said Kelvin.    &lt;br /&gt;John opened the purse and saw a photo of Jack and Jessica inside.     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;(To Be Continue?)    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;This is the last part of the assignment, I will see if I have any new ideas to continue writing it. Stay tuned! =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-6182675375353834934?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6182675375353834934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-are-not-yag_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/6182675375353834934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/6182675375353834934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-are-not-yag_28.html' title='You Know You Are Not ‘yaG’'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4635058338185687931</id><published>2009-11-17T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:35:04.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For A Laugh'/><title type='text'>You Know You Are Not ‘yaG’</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;John came back and saw them hugging each other in the bush.    &lt;br /&gt;He went straight to Jack and slapped him without giving him any chances to say a word. ‘I can’t believe you cheated on me, with a woman!’ John shouted angrily. ‘How dare you even hug her naked right outside the house, knowing that I will come back in any minute?’ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jack helped Jessica to stand up, still putting one hand around her waist, making sure she won’t fall down. ‘She’s drunk and forgot to bring her keys, so she tried to get into the house by climbing in from my window,’ Jack tries to explain. ‘I just came out from shower and I think I scared her when I dropped my towel while running to help her. So she fell down from the window…’ Jack stopped because Jessica starts throwing up. ‘Let’s get back into the house first, I will explain to you soon.’ John looked at Jack with disbelief, but grabbed Jessica from the other side and walked back to the house.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The next day, Jessica woke up from her bed with a severe headache. She hardly remembers what happened last night until she saw her towel in the bathroom while brushing her teeth. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘Good morning, Jess,’ said Jack.    &lt;br /&gt;Jack is having his breakfast with John at the table. John looked at her for a second, ‘Good morning,’ and flashed a smile.    &lt;br /&gt;Jessica looked at Jack, her face started to blush, ‘Goooooood goo.. good morning, guys,’ Jessica replied.     &lt;br /&gt;‘Oh my God, are you blushing, Jess?’ asked John.    &lt;br /&gt;‘NO! I am just.. feeling..’ Jessica stuttered.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Are you feeling sick?’ asked Jack with concern.    &lt;br /&gt;‘No no no, I think is the weather. It’s really hot today.’     &lt;br /&gt;‘Hot? It’s still winter and I am freezing,’ said John.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Do you want to go to the doctor?’ asked jack as he approaches Jessica and placed his hand on her forehead. Jessica’s face went even redder.    &lt;br /&gt;‘Are you okay?’ John asked, ‘Why you act so weird today?’    &lt;br /&gt;‘I am really sorry John, I was very drunk last night and I didn’t realize what I was doing,’ said Jessica.    &lt;br /&gt;‘It’s okay. Jack told me everything.’    &lt;br /&gt;‘I shouldn’t have kissed him, I am really sorry,’     &lt;br /&gt;‘WHAT? YOU KISSED HIM?’ John looked at Jack furiously, ‘why you didn’t tell me this?’    &lt;br /&gt;‘Because I know this is exactly how you would response,’ answered Jack. ‘She thought I was Linda.’    &lt;br /&gt;‘Who the hell is Linda?’ asked John.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(To Be Continue..)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Part 3 will be the last part of the assignment. Leave me a comment if you guys think I should continue writing the story. =D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4635058338185687931?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4635058338185687931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-are-not-yag_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4635058338185687931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4635058338185687931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-are-not-yag_17.html' title='You Know You Are Not ‘yaG’'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-3353414509130934941</id><published>2009-11-08T00:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:33:38.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For A Laugh'/><title type='text'>You Know You Are Not ‘yaG’</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is what I did for FTV assignment,    &lt;br /&gt;a situation comedy and I decided to share it with you guys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So far it only has two parts    &lt;br /&gt;and I am not sure whether to continue writing it or not     &lt;br /&gt;Give me some advice after reading it =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It happened at 2109, 100 years from now.&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;At that time, homosexual people became dominant in the world. On the other hand, heterosexual became the minor and it is ashamed to admit if you are straight. Artificial sperms and eggs are available at that time, so reproduction is not a problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jack, the super model who has blonde hair, hazel eyes and a perfect body shape. He has the look that all guys wanted and wanted to be, a job with decent income that everyone wish to have and a great relationship that many people envy of. Jack’s boyfriend, John, his personal stylist, his gentle, sweet and friendly personalities make them the perfect couple. The star and the boy-next-door.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They&amp;#160; share their house with this girl, Jessica, who work at the bookshop across the road, right opposite to their house. Three of them were friends since fifth grade. Jessica is actually straight and has a secret crush on Jack but she never tells anyone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One day, Jessica went home drunk and she forgot to bring her key. As Jack’s room is facing the path and windows were opened, she decided to climb in from the windows as she knows Jack normally will not be home at this hour. She tottering her steps towards the window, her pink purse dropped when she threw her bag into the room and try to climb in from the window.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jack happened to be at home tonight and he just came out from shower, with only a towel covering his muscular body. He was first shocked when he saw Jessica’s face appear at the windows, but as soon as he realized what she’s trying to do, he immediately ran to the windows and help her. Unfortunately, the towel dropped while he’s running.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jessica looked up when she heard noise and saw Jack running toward her naked. ‘Ahh!’ she screamed and uses her hands to cover her eye quickly. As she let go of the window, she falls down to the bush right outside the room.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jack rushed out to the bush to help Jessica, without putting back on the towel or any clothes. He grabbed her by her hands wanting to help her stand up. Seeing Jack face so close to her, Jessica couldn’t hold her feeling any more and kissed him..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When Jessica realize what she just did, she immediately hugged Jack and murmured ‘Oh Linda, I miss you so much. Why you never return my phone calls?’ Jack knows she is just drunk, so he hugged her back, ‘I miss you too, let’s get into the house first, it’s pretty cold out here,’ comforting her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jack came back and sees them hugging each other.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(To Be Continue…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-3353414509130934941?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3353414509130934941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-are-not-yag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3353414509130934941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3353414509130934941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-are-not-yag.html' title='You Know You Are Not ‘yaG’'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8527966701021350026</id><published>2009-10-23T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:01:14.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>We see hope in Hong Kong football</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="281" src="http://f20.yahoofs.com/hkblog/hBp74lWBExZ6ZYyIhKOwKQ--_20/blog/ap_20091022020424375.jpg?ib_____DhRh04EMU" width="422" /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Photo from &lt;a title="http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/scaablog" href="http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/scaablog"&gt;http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/scaablog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;22/10/09 the date that 37459 was written into history    &lt;br /&gt;It was the number of people that was in the Hong Kong Stadium that night     &lt;br /&gt;Six years ago, it was once full when Real Madrid visits Hong Kong     &lt;br /&gt;What different this time was, people went for our own local football     &lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong people were brought together to support our own local team     &lt;br /&gt;For the first time, in many years&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Never a fan of SCAA    &lt;br /&gt;and there are things that I hate about them     &lt;br /&gt;but cannot deny that this man – Steven Lo has contributed a lot to local football     &lt;br /&gt;He took over SCAA after HKFA decided to keep them in first division     &lt;br /&gt;and soon the team became the champion of the league     &lt;br /&gt;He’s the first one who willing to spend a large amount of money for local football     &lt;br /&gt;when no one can see hope in it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I have watched Hong Kong football for a few years    &lt;br /&gt;and there’re times when you can use your fingers to count the number of audiences     &lt;br /&gt;Yet, I also witnessed MongKok stadium packed with people&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Some people think you are crazy when they know you watch local football    &lt;br /&gt;My dad is one of them, because he experienced the best era of HK football     &lt;br /&gt;and he never understands what attract me to local football     &lt;br /&gt;For one obvious reason, because there’re footballers that I like     &lt;br /&gt;People who did not give up HK football at its darkest time     &lt;br /&gt;is because we see the good in it, and we all know it can be better&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I admire all footballers in Hong Kong that do it as their profession    &lt;br /&gt;because we all know how much money they get each month     &lt;br /&gt;You can easily name more than 20 occupations that earn more than this     &lt;br /&gt;Many of them need to get part-time jobs to support their expenses     &lt;br /&gt;Yet, they are still doing it, because they truly love football     &lt;br /&gt;Only this one thing deserve all our respect&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Compare to Europe countries or some places in South American    &lt;br /&gt;Yes, our football sucks     &lt;br /&gt;but we know we are working on it     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can never make it to the top 10s     &lt;br /&gt;but maybe 20s or 50s? it is good enough&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We lost one game, but there are many in the future    &lt;br /&gt;Because our football is brought back to life     &lt;br /&gt;I remember that night, many people mentioned the game on their facebook status     &lt;br /&gt;Even people who are oversea care about the game     &lt;br /&gt;I remember I was chatting to a friend in Hong Kong     &lt;br /&gt;who is probably the last one I would ever expect to watch HK football     &lt;br /&gt;But she told me she was watching because everyone in Hong Kong was watching&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;The result is no longer important    &lt;br /&gt;because after many years, no one will remember the scores     &lt;br /&gt;or what the referee did     &lt;br /&gt;but they will remember that night,     &lt;br /&gt;there were 37459 people inside Hong Kong stadium, shouting SCAA     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:d56efaf6-c74f-4512-8386-24ae3eb04429" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;LiveJournal Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Football" rel="tag"&gt;Football&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Hong+Kong" rel="tag"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=SCAA" rel="tag"&gt;SCAA&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=37459" rel="tag"&gt;37459&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8527966701021350026?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8527966701021350026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-see-hope-in-hong-kong-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8527966701021350026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8527966701021350026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-see-hope-in-hong-kong-football.html' title='We see hope in Hong Kong football'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-586836306501752002</id><published>2009-10-13T01:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:45:52.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>The Sisterhood Of Travelling Pants 1&amp;2 – Story of Friendship, Love and Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px; border-top-style: none! important; border-right-style: none! important; border-left-style: none! important; border-bottom-style: none! important" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001GNBHCU" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000AM4PEK?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B000AM4PEK"&gt;&lt;img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/518SFJQNPKL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px; border-top-style: none! important; border-right-style: none! important; border-left-style: none! important; border-bottom-style: none! important" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000AM4PEK" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001GNBHCU?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B001GNBHCU"&gt;&lt;img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51JI6Au4WhL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Another movie that was not on the cinema    &lt;br /&gt;but is one of my favorite&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a story of a pair of jeans    &lt;br /&gt;which witness everything that happened to these Four girls during the summer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Four best friends who share their laughter and tears together all the time    &lt;br /&gt;were going to spend their first summer apart     &lt;br /&gt;So they decided to pass around this special pants,     &lt;br /&gt;which can fit everyone of them perfectly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="243" src="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/tstp.jpg" width="377" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;They came across different issue in life    &lt;br /&gt;and for the first time, their sisters were not around to share     &lt;br /&gt;but with this pants, they still can feel each other around     &lt;br /&gt;For the whole summer, they passed around the pants,     &lt;br /&gt;from Mexico to Greece to South Caroline and back to their hometown     &lt;br /&gt;Every issue that they were dealing with, even they were all alone     &lt;br /&gt;they knew there were three hearts out there, care for them&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The story is an every day life story    &lt;br /&gt;Things happened inside, will eventually experienced by most of us     &lt;br /&gt;you can definitely find yourself inside     &lt;br /&gt;The struggle you, the heartbroken you, the angry you, the .. you     &lt;br /&gt;It is also a story of growing up     &lt;br /&gt;Getting through all the doubts, shadows and tears     &lt;br /&gt;We become stronger than ever&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="215" src="http://www.nysun.com/pics/6615.jpg" width="383" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;There are family that cannot get along    &lt;br /&gt;There are couples that will eventually break up     &lt;br /&gt;But there are always a few friends of you     &lt;br /&gt;that will walk you through everything in your life     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will argue, but never let go of each others’ hands&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="249" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/08/sisterhoodmain1.jpg" width="374" /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Four of them were so different     &lt;br /&gt;but they were always together&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;A really heart-warming story&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*dedicated to my sisters &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:7adceadb-50ab-47af-9684-c6619818eaa8" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;LiveJournal Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Blake+Lively" rel="tag"&gt;Blake Lively&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=The+sisterhood+of+the+travelling+pants" rel="tag"&gt;The sisterhood of the travelling pants&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=friendship" rel="tag"&gt;friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51H40-8sYnL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px; border-top-style: none! important; border-right-style: none! important; border-left-style: none! important; border-bottom-style: none! important" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001KEGRBQ" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This movie was not being promoted much    &lt;br /&gt;and it did not show on cinema outside US     &lt;br /&gt;so many people would have missed it     &lt;br /&gt;but it is really something that you shouldn’t miss     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I was interested because I was curious about the acting of Jesse McCartney     &lt;br /&gt;and he did not disappointed me, nor the girl (Elisabeth Harnois)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The story took place in a high school,    &lt;br /&gt;with the simplest storyline which a girl fall for a guy she never expected&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;She is popular. She is a tennis star athlete. She is the outstanding student     &lt;br /&gt;She is the Yearbook editor and she has a boyfriend whose everyone’s dream     &lt;br /&gt;She has everything that a girl ever want,     &lt;br /&gt;she thought her life was all under control,     &lt;br /&gt;and happened the way she planned     &lt;br /&gt;until she met this guy, Keith     &lt;br /&gt;The most unexpected, weirdest, mysterious guy in school     &lt;br /&gt;The guy who lied about almost everything of his life     &lt;br /&gt;Natalie thought she kept her distance,     &lt;br /&gt;until one day, she realized she wants to figure him out, badly     &lt;br /&gt;She skipped class to find Keith     &lt;br /&gt;She lost her tennis matches thinking about him     &lt;br /&gt;She argues with her boyfriend becoz of him     &lt;br /&gt;Her world turned upside down when she tries to learn about the guy     &lt;br /&gt;Then, she discovered the biggest secret of him,     &lt;br /&gt;which out of all the things that she could imagine     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;This story maybe just as simple as a story which everyone could come out with     &lt;br /&gt;The only twist is the ending part     &lt;br /&gt;The story is just plain, no fancy effects, no hot and sexy actor/actress     &lt;br /&gt;It is just a story about love, like every others     &lt;br /&gt;but it touches every single part of your heart deeply&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The dialogues are well-written    &lt;br /&gt;every scene is well-filmed     &lt;br /&gt;The actor/actress performed perfectly     &lt;br /&gt;It got nothing at all, but it is also everything you want&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch it if you want to know what it is really about    &lt;br /&gt;and you will never regret it =)     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keith&lt;/b&gt;: I had it all figured out. So I cut out a little early?       &lt;br /&gt;Who cares? It's probably a good thing.       &lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, anyway.       &lt;br /&gt;Then I met you, and it got weird.       &lt;br /&gt;And you were so amazing. And I...       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Natalie&lt;/b&gt;: What? What?       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keith&lt;/b&gt;: I just wanted a little more time.       &lt;br /&gt;So all in all, I'd say you're the worst thing that's ever happened to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keith&lt;/strong&gt;: The sky is the limit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keith&lt;/b&gt;: We're here in a yellow truck a road ahead of us       &lt;br /&gt;and nothing but opportunities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Life is not about figuring it out, planning ahead    &lt;br /&gt;sometimes, the unexpected happened     &lt;br /&gt;and we just have to take it no matter what     &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is accident that light up our life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8049432140980246006?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8049432140980246006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/keith-something-you-shouldnt-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8049432140980246006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8049432140980246006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/keith-something-you-shouldnt-miss.html' title='Keith – Something You Shouldn’t Miss'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4660042100045131961</id><published>2009-09-26T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:55:43.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>Matsuyama Kenichi, Is There Anyone He Cannot Act?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sr45eX9nDRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Z8FtKDHyPRo/s1600-h/deathnote2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="deathnote" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="deathnote" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sr45fWSWU7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/g-p-_-Y_ghU/deathnote_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Most of us know him from the movie, &lt;em&gt;Death Note&lt;/em&gt;,     &lt;br /&gt;the intelligent, insightful and weird detective, L     &lt;br /&gt;Why weird, because L has a particular sitting pattern     &lt;br /&gt;He holds things in a funny manner     &lt;br /&gt;He walks in a strange way     &lt;br /&gt;He has his own style of doing everything     &lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the hardest character in the movie,     &lt;br /&gt;as it is original from comic     &lt;br /&gt;Yet, most people think that Matsuyama Kenichi presented L in the most natural way     &lt;br /&gt;L in the movie was agreed to be the best character that speak from the comic     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p230/winghuen/week 20061105/L04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img src="http://sg.yimg.com/i/sg/movies/360x250_lchangeworld5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="254" src="http://mainichi.jp/enta/mantan/graph/manga/20071031/25.jpg" width="359" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Cannot deny the make-up was awesome,     &lt;br /&gt;but every move was still by the actor himself&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="226" src="http://images.rockdj005.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEaFPQoKCD8AACBiGmU1/l.JPG?et=tNt1bdwPUgUG3x8aCOjnjw&amp;amp;amp;nmid=0" width="352" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;He brought this character alive&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;When his character in &lt;em&gt;Death Note&lt;/em&gt; was so success,     &lt;br /&gt;everyone thought that Kenichi cannot go any further,     &lt;br /&gt;without giving people impression that ‘ohh, this is L in Death Note,’     &lt;br /&gt;yet, he proves otherwise&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh53/dimsumcinema6/02.jpg" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;In Detroit Metal City, he became a metal band lead singer,    &lt;br /&gt;showing no sign of the intelligent detective, L     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you would say, it is the make-up     &lt;br /&gt;How about this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="232" src="http://ls.hk.yimg.com/hk/providers/yhk_movies/20081010/hkmov_1219803640-3.jpg" width="344" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="236" src="http://ls.hk.yimg.com/hk/providers/yhk_movies/20081010/hkmov_1219803640-4.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Even in the movie, he has to act two different individuals    &lt;br /&gt;In the band, he is the angry, cynical, metal band lead singer     &lt;br /&gt;In daily life, he is timid, afraid and despises the music he’s doing     &lt;br /&gt;and Kenichi didn’t fail to present two extreme characters into one&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="226" src="http://blog.blog-arena.net/attachments/2008/10/13_200810241725141bBhi.jpg" width="336" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;In &lt;em&gt;Don’t Laugh At Our Romance&lt;/em&gt;, he is the tender university student,     &lt;br /&gt;who falls in love with his married teacher and having an affair with her&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;In every movie, he acts a different character, a very different one    &lt;br /&gt;Unlike some other actors, who may be bonded in some particular characters     &lt;br /&gt;He is capable of anything     &lt;br /&gt;He tries his best to act in whatever characters that assigned to him     &lt;br /&gt;and never disappointed people&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="338" src="http://www.sinchew-i.com/sciWWW/files/2009/04/01/2008123122572255.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Matsuyama Kenichi    &lt;br /&gt;If you never heard of him, start from here     &lt;br /&gt;He definitely worth your time =)    &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4660042100045131961?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4660042100045131961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/matsuyama-kenichi-is-there-anyone-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4660042100045131961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4660042100045131961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/matsuyama-kenichi-is-there-anyone-he.html' title='Matsuyama Kenichi, Is There Anyone He Cannot Act?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sr45fWSWU7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/g-p-_-Y_ghU/s72-c/deathnote_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-3430994628389269827</id><published>2009-09-17T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:35:56.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pieces'/><title type='text'>Man with many faces, which is the real him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="378" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs164.snc1/6135_108708563539_62554653539_2056695_2024177_n.jpg" width="259" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When you find him at the stands, he always put on his iPod, even when his teammate sits beside him, he would still isolate himself with music and rarely talks to them. Most of his teammates said, ‘Yeah, he can’t really get along with the local players.’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On the football field, as a defender, he never gives his opponents spaces and usually tackles people down to stop them, ‘sometimes he is too aggressive, it is quite easy to get injured that way,’ a fan of his told me. He is now recovering from an injury which he picked up months ago.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When you spot him on the stage, inside a night club, he becomes a star, he sings about relationship, about love and about how guys approach girls that they like, ‘it’s about how I had approached them, it’s basically all me,’ he said it with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;During an interview, he is an easy-going guy, he talks about his football, his music and his life openly. When I asked him if he had to pick between football and music someday, how would he decides, he answered ‘geeeeeeee, that’s a hard questions, but that’s a good questions,’ and laughed. When I asked him who is his closest teammate in the team, he said, ‘Do you have a team list?,’ and laughed again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is 6 foot tall, his fringe dyed blonde, tattoos on both hands, and rarely smiles. He is Landon Lloyd Ling, a 21 years old Canadian Chinese, a professional footballer who plays in Hong Kong local club called Kitchee, a song writer, a beat-boxer and a singer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ling was born and raised in Canada. He went to Hong Kong a year ago, wanting to experience a change of culture and lifestyle, hoping to see the place where his dad was born. ‘Being a Chinese in the Czech Republic and Canada is different. I want to know what it is like living in an Asian City by myself,’ yet, living in a Chinese dominant city, speaking limited Chinese and without his family around, did not make thing any easier. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Although getting along with local players is not an easy task for him, he always tries to make new foreign players feel comfortable in the team. ‘Because I know most of time when you are new to a team, it is kind of difficult to get to know the players, especially local players,’ Ling said, as if he was telling his own feeling as well. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many Hong Kong players and foreign players do not share a common language, even if they do, their cultures are still different. Therefore, communication is always a problem for Ling, not only among his teammates, but with his fans as well. ‘I try talk to him using both English and Cantonese, but there are times where I still cannot understand him,’ his fan said.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Football, is another reason Ling left for Hong Kong. ‘Hong Kong is a good place for you to develop into a better player, because football there is quite organized, they have quality coaching and decent leagues.’ Ling had joined four different clubs in Canada and Czech Republic, yet, he only stayed a short period of time in every club. Whenever he thought he cannot progress any further, he left and moved on to another club. Ling wants to make sure that he is moving one step forward every time, ‘I want to always keep moving up, maybe from a lower level to a slightly better level and to an even higher level.’ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apart from football, Ling has had the chance to develop his other interest – music, in Hong Kong as well. Very different from his football, music touches Ling’s sensitive side, ‘A lot of my inspiration comes from relationship stuff, like love, because this is something that everyone can relate to, no matter how old you are.’ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ling started music at a really young age, he started singing in front of people since he was 6 or 7 years old. It is a way for him to expresses himself, ‘I have a lot of things inside my head, longing to get out.’ Ling performs in night clubs regularly, hoping that more people would have the chance to listen to his music, ‘I try to make my lyrics short and catchy, so it is easier for people to remember them.’ In the future, Ling hopes to release not just an English album, but also an album in Cantonese. He wants his music to be heard and understood by everyone in Hong Kong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is a sensitive musician; he is an aggressive footballer. He is a Canadian, yet, he has Chinese ancestry. He is acquainted with local Hong Kong players; he is close with people who share the same experiences as him. He gives people impression of being distant, indeed, he is easy to talk to. Maybe he has different faces, yet, they all represent and define the same individual. He is, Landon Lloyd Ling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=logo#/note.php?note_id=171519194288&amp;amp;ref=mf" href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=logo#/note.php?note_id=171519194288&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=logo#/note.php?note_id=171519194288&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;also up on his facebook fan page =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-3430994628389269827?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3430994628389269827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-with-many-faces-which-is-real-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3430994628389269827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3430994628389269827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-with-many-faces-which-is-real-him.html' title='Man with many faces, which is the real him?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8483672977162378366</id><published>2009-09-13T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:35:24.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places to Visit'/><title type='text'>Toy Museum (Penang)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A museum that have almost every cartoon or comic characters that you can think of&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0r0WahEwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/6xVe5AnHFnQ/s1600-h/SDC105162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10516" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10516" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0r2D5UzBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mHaD55AJrCk/SDC10516_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jack the Skeleton&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10520" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="323" alt="SDC10520" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0r3vCn6dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sywRwoGLEzg/SDC10520_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0sGF_pgTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6vP_8fEWbrw/s1600-h/SDC105282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10528" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10528" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0sJnT6ACI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3u4rCXAPL4M/SDC10528_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dragon Ball&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0sZRg3jvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AtLqK30GYSM/s1600-h/SDC105332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10533" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10533" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0sbTOu1-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/3FwlJc2RiX0/SDC10533_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;X-Men&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0sihIiAaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/qjdc65xIYPk/s1600-h/SDC105343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10534" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="316" alt="SDC10534" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0slI9J1_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Lrb54x87NtI/SDC10534_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0ssM-pXsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y0QPdUeQVjU/s1600-h/SDC105383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10538" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="317" alt="SDC10538" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0suKtEQlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/L8RcsOICCZ0/SDC10538_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wall-e&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0s_-AB5DI/AAAAAAAAAOo/GzerZqbvHGU/s1600-h/SDC105412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10541" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10541" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0tBydtCAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Fd6WXp3bbyc/SDC10541_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Toy Story&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;A place that remind you of your childhood    &lt;br /&gt;Stories that used to touch you,     &lt;br /&gt;Heroes that you used to admire,     &lt;br /&gt;People that you wanted to be     &lt;br /&gt;A place where all your dreams were made of =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8483672977162378366?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8483672977162378366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/toy-museum-penang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8483672977162378366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8483672977162378366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/toy-museum-penang.html' title='Toy Museum (Penang)'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sq0r2D5UzBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mHaD55AJrCk/s72-c/SDC10516_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-5788041344362187807</id><published>2009-09-04T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:54:54.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>UP! - Make impossible becomes possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001KVZ6G6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B001KVZ6G6"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="178" src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51V%2Beipy8-L._SL160_.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The movie began by telling how Carl met Ellie, the talkative, happy, adventurous girl   &lt;br /&gt;They both dream of going to the Paradise Fall in South Africa one day    &lt;br /&gt;However, years after years, until Ellie died, they still did not manage to start their journey    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Ellie had an adventure book which recorded all her dreams    &lt;br /&gt;and there is a page, written ‘Stuff I am going to do’    &lt;br /&gt;The rest of the book was left blank,     &lt;br /&gt;as she only want to fill it in when she starts her adventure    &lt;br /&gt;But she was never given the chance    &lt;br /&gt;After she died, Carl decided to fulfill her dream     &lt;br /&gt;So, he tied thousands of balloons on his house    &lt;br /&gt;and flew away to South Africa with this flowing house    &lt;br /&gt;plus, a young boy, a talkative, happy, adventurous boy    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFmGbT2tI/AAAAAAAAANc/9_eDuzzAEsA/s1600-h/up-movie-11%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="up-movie-11" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="250" alt="up-movie-11" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFmmODirI/AAAAAAAAANg/y5s3RyG2_rE/up-movie-11_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;They have met a bird, a dog, a bad guys and bad dogs on their way to the paradise fall    &lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened, Carl never want to give up his house    &lt;br /&gt;Until he found out Ellie’s last word on her adventure book    &lt;br /&gt;Carl did not know, Ellie already filled up her adventure book with all her memory    &lt;br /&gt;Her photos, Carl’s photos, and their photos together    &lt;br /&gt;For her, paradise fall was her dream    &lt;br /&gt;but everything that she came across in daily life was also her adventure    &lt;br /&gt;Adventure is not necessary special, exciting or danger    &lt;br /&gt;every tiny little thing in our life can also filled up ‘My adventure book’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFnj9oqDI/AAAAAAAAANk/2Ucvp_TBVXU/s1600-h/Up%2845%29%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Up(45)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="217" alt="Up(45)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFoatTTtI/AAAAAAAAANo/f_oSNM2ctQY/Up%2845%29_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This movie is a bit different from usual Disney's movie,    &lt;br /&gt;as it used an 78 years old man to be the main character    &lt;br /&gt;and given a young school boy to be his company&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFpOpOW6I/AAAAAAAAANs/7G664POWjtw/s1600-h/Up-movie-disney-08%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Up-movie-disney-08" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="232" alt="Up-movie-disney-08" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFp_3r1LI/AAAAAAAAANw/gqWdYZBw3Z8/Up-movie-disney-08_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;He starts his adventure not by foot, by bus nor plane    &lt;br /&gt;but his own flowing house, a really special idea&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFqq7NAJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/iww2xokpm-8/s1600-h/upewphoto%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="upewphoto" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="upewphoto" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFrZk7TTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5Mq2BPf_49Q/upewphoto_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Even it is just another Disney movie,    &lt;br /&gt;it follow the happy-sad-happy format.    &lt;br /&gt;It talks about love, family, life and dreams,    &lt;br /&gt;something that everyone will eventually face in life    &lt;br /&gt;Finished by the usual cliché, to overcome difficulties and explore life,     &lt;br /&gt;no matter what happened, life still moves on    &lt;br /&gt;However, the way it presents the story touched and moved people’s heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;‘Good Afternoon, are you in need of any assistant today, Sir?’    &lt;br /&gt;‘No,’    &lt;br /&gt;'I could help you cross the street,’    &lt;br /&gt;'No,’    &lt;br /&gt;'I could help you cross your yard,’    &lt;br /&gt;'No,’    &lt;br /&gt;'I could help you cross your……’    &lt;br /&gt;'No,’    &lt;br /&gt;Russell, the young boy repeat this over and over again,    &lt;br /&gt;just want to earn his last badge ‘assisting the elderly’    &lt;br /&gt;no matter how many time Carl shut the door in front of him, he kept on trying    &lt;br /&gt;and this earn him not only the badge     &lt;br /&gt;but a journey to the paradise fall, in a flowing house&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-5788041344362187807?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5788041344362187807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-make-impossible-becomes-possible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5788041344362187807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5788041344362187807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-make-impossible-becomes-possible.html' title='UP! - Make impossible becomes possible'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SqFFmmODirI/AAAAAAAAANg/y5s3RyG2_rE/s72-c/up-movie-11_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-5399246033783759532</id><published>2009-08-28T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:37:56.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><title type='text'>Sometimes a few words can warm our heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Spi-q6rB7cI/AAAAAAAAANM/pZ2vSHLL21M/s1600-h/CIMG41482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="CIMG4148" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="CIMG4148" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Spi-rRmSI3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/o8bVyLv43BI/CIMG4148_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Lovely cup cakes that my lovely uni friends bought for me    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Have celebrated my 21st Birthday last week     &lt;br /&gt;and now I am officially a young adult     &lt;br /&gt;which makes me feel ~ old =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank You again to all my friends    &lt;br /&gt;all the phone calls, all the texts, MSN msgs and facebook wallpost     &lt;br /&gt;am always thankful for having many people who cares about me     &lt;br /&gt;and always surrounded by kindhearted person&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Human relationship are very interesting    &lt;br /&gt;and human heats are indeed, very easy to touch     &lt;br /&gt;Because everyone wants to feel loved     &lt;br /&gt;It is not about how much time you have spent,    &lt;br /&gt;not about how much money you have used,    &lt;br /&gt;not about how many words you have said    &lt;br /&gt;It is only about how much love you can let a person feels    &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just a long lost friend asking ‘How are you?’    &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just a phone call to someone you miss    &lt;br /&gt;or maybe it is just a card, a little gift from an oversea friend    &lt;br /&gt;These can all make your day, feeling loved    &lt;br /&gt;It is never the words or the gifts that matter,    &lt;br /&gt;it is the, heart.    &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that in this big big world, there’s someone who remembers you    &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that no matter what happened, you are never alone    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Spi-r8T_9PI/AAAAAAAAANU/31lfbQy7Mzk/s1600-h/7%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="7" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="104" alt="7" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Spi-suboCtI/AAAAAAAAANY/LzF7P_oNhzg/7_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-5399246033783759532?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5399246033783759532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-few-words-can-warm-our-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5399246033783759532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5399246033783759532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-few-words-can-warm-our-heart.html' title='Sometimes a few words can warm our heart'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Spi-rRmSI3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/o8bVyLv43BI/s72-c/CIMG4148_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4673605639114700014</id><published>2009-08-19T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:44:17.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorable Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>Meet the Kitchee =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sovmlr0sukI/AAAAAAAAAMw/L1nZQti4sng/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sovmmd5K1wI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EkIQjAMLRUE/2_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;What is good of being a journalism student is,    &lt;br /&gt;you can combine the thing you do to the thing you like     &lt;br /&gt;I am always a huge fans of football     &lt;br /&gt;and when I was in Hong Kong,     &lt;br /&gt;I watched our local leagues     &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when I know Kitchee was coming here for pre-season     &lt;br /&gt;and I got an assignment in hand which has to be about sports     &lt;br /&gt;I know, I am definitely going to write about it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;After tons of phone calls and emails and texts    &lt;br /&gt;I finally made an appointment and got to meet up with them in the hotel     &lt;br /&gt;For the fact that I am going to write a personal profile of&amp;#160; a particular someone     &lt;br /&gt;I have been doing research all night about who to pick =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Bookdings"&gt;...........&lt;font face="Bookdings"&gt;...........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Bookdings"&gt;...........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Bookdings"&gt;...........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Bookdings"&gt;...........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Bookdings"&gt;...........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Reached the hotel being real nervous the other day,    &lt;br /&gt;because even I have done plenty of interviews before     &lt;br /&gt;This, is kind of official, in a way&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The first footballer we met was Zhenpeng Wang, the goalie of Kitchee    &lt;br /&gt;He came back from a run and was sitting next to us on the couch     &lt;br /&gt;After we greeted Chi Chiu Goldbert, The PR of Kitchee     &lt;br /&gt;I started talking to him     &lt;br /&gt;He is from China and has been in Hong Kong for 5 years     &lt;br /&gt;He was really nice and asked me lots of questions about Malaysia     &lt;br /&gt;Talking to him actually eased my nerve a bit&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;After a few more minutes of talk,    &lt;br /&gt;Goldbert came back with Landon, the defender of Kitchee who I planned to interview     &lt;br /&gt;Landon looked really cool and stylish&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;The first impression he gave me is,     &lt;br /&gt;this guy probably is kind of arrogant and rebellion     &lt;br /&gt;I am sort of prepare that the interview would not be easy     &lt;br /&gt;But he shook hands with us and greeted us with a smile     &lt;br /&gt;He talked a lot with me on the way to the swimming pool     &lt;br /&gt;When he started talking, it was so different from what I expected     &lt;br /&gt;He is really easy to talk to and the interview went really smooth     &lt;br /&gt;He talked about his music, his football life…     &lt;br /&gt;and went on talking without me asking&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Jokes in between the answers     &lt;br /&gt;Kind of an easy-going guy, funny and nice =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;When I done the interview with him    &lt;br /&gt;The local players joined us at the table     &lt;br /&gt;Sai Wing, Ah Wui and Ip Chung Long     &lt;br /&gt;We chitchatted about different stuff at first     &lt;br /&gt;Asked them their expectation for the team next season while waiting for Kwan Yee     &lt;br /&gt;The interview began again while Kwan Yee was here     &lt;br /&gt;It was a really relaxing talk with the guys     &lt;br /&gt;They were very friendly, nice and answered every question we asked &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SovmoJgfb5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/DtFegpvo5GM/s1600-h/SDC100072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SovmozDIOnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HheNidkHYH8/3%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Wui and Ah Long didn’t talk much    &lt;br /&gt;most of the time Wui just joked around with them     &lt;br /&gt;and Long was very quiet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SovmoJgfb5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/DtFegpvo5GM/s1600-h/SDC100072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10007" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="SDC10007" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sovmps5gI9I/AAAAAAAAANA/-l5yfV9S2_M/SDC10007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kwan Yee is a really playful guy    &lt;br /&gt;He kept joking around and sometimes need Sai Wing to stop him =D     &lt;br /&gt;Sai Wing is very nice and trying really hard to give us some proper answer     &lt;br /&gt;But when Ah Wui and Ah Long left,     &lt;br /&gt;the thing started to get out of control =D     &lt;br /&gt;The interview went on for more than one hour and I really enjoyed that     &lt;br /&gt;I am glad they are all very easy to talk to so I was not nervous at all     &lt;br /&gt;as soon as the interviews started,     &lt;br /&gt;things went really smooth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SovnIgmWwQI/AAAAAAAAANE/xWutZ_ZqEgw/s1600-h/SDC10004%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10004" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="SDC10004" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SovnJaMUHzI/AAAAAAAAANI/XUDmjjk3sOw/SDC10004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;It is the very first experience that I actually get in touch with the whole football team    &lt;br /&gt;as a journalism student and doing interviews     &lt;br /&gt;I am glad the PR was really nice that he gave me all the information I need     &lt;br /&gt;It is a really memorable moment meeting these guys     &lt;br /&gt;and it is really happy that you can write about what you really love and has passion for&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet the Kitchee,    &lt;br /&gt;if you do not know them yet     &lt;br /&gt;They are one of the most famous football club in Hong Kong     &lt;br /&gt;and, of course, they are good =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4673605639114700014?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4673605639114700014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-kitchee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4673605639114700014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4673605639114700014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-kitchee.html' title='Meet the Kitchee =)'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sovmmd5K1wI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EkIQjAMLRUE/s72-c/2_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8776471821927926627</id><published>2009-08-12T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:20:33.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Just, wait for the exception</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;“Sometimes we are so focus on finding our happy ending,    &lt;br /&gt;We don’t learn how to read the signs     &lt;br /&gt;How to tell the one who wants us from the one who don’t,     &lt;br /&gt;The one who stays from the one who leaves     &lt;br /&gt;And maybe this happy ending doesn’t include a wonderful guy     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is, you, on your own     &lt;br /&gt;Picking up the pieces and starting over     &lt;br /&gt;Freeing yourself up for better future     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe the happy ending is just, moving on&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Or maybe the happy ending is this    &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that through all the broken hearts     &lt;br /&gt;and un-returning phone calls     &lt;br /&gt;though all the misread signals     &lt;br /&gt;though all the pain and embarrassments     &lt;br /&gt;You never, ever, gave up hope”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He Just Not That Into You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8776471821927926627?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8776471821927926627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wait-for-exception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8776471821927926627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8776471821927926627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wait-for-exception.html' title='Just, wait for the exception'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-347082662370901445</id><published>2009-08-08T00:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:49:30.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>Are the American run out of movie ideas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;From &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;,     &lt;br /&gt;How many movies were originally from novels nowadays?     &lt;br /&gt;There’re countless movies that the idea was actually taken from books,     &lt;br /&gt;and most of them, were less attractive than the novel itself.     &lt;br /&gt;So, are the American really run out of movie ideas?     &lt;br /&gt;That they have to get story from the books which lower the movies quality     &lt;br /&gt;than creating a new story themselves?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nowadays in Hollywood, at least 50% of their movies idea were inspired from books,    &lt;br /&gt;no matter it is romance, thriller, sci-fi or fantasy,     &lt;br /&gt;we can definitely think of more than one examples for each category     &lt;br /&gt;I think the most famous one among the others, would be the Harry Potter’s series     &lt;br /&gt;The books were translated into different languages&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone in the world knows what’s going on in Harry Potter     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is the people that remember the detail too good,     &lt;br /&gt;many people prefer the books than the movies     &lt;br /&gt;Apart from the special effects     &lt;br /&gt;and the image we pictured in our brain being brought to the screen,     &lt;br /&gt;the plot is really poor,     &lt;br /&gt;imagine shorten a story which is as thick as a dictionary,     &lt;br /&gt;into a two and a half hours movie, how many information will be lost?     &lt;br /&gt;I always wonder, if a person never read the Harry Potter series,     &lt;br /&gt;can they actually understand the movies? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="350" src="http://www.greatorlandodiscounts.com/blog/uploaded_images/harry-potter-782972.jpg" width="265" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also remember I almost fell asleep while watching the &lt;em&gt;Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt; in the cinema,     &lt;br /&gt;which I stayed up for nights trying to finish the book as fast as possible     &lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the movie is so boring that even the words are better&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="366" src="http://www.celluloidfilmreview.com/images/Da_Vinci_Code.jpg" width="264" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The only movie that I ever like from book is &lt;em&gt;P.S I Love You      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;However, those who watched the movie and read the book,     &lt;br /&gt;will know that many things in the book was being changed while they made it into movie     &lt;br /&gt;They only took the basic idea of the movie and the main plot     &lt;br /&gt;but the details were changed, which made it nice to watch&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="274" src="http://tw.ent.yimg.com/mpho/01/10/10110.jpg" width="407" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When we read a book, we focus more on the details, emotions    &lt;br /&gt;and we are always being slowly taken to the end of the story.     &lt;br /&gt;However, in movie, we all prefer the effect, the tension and the excitement     &lt;br /&gt;just to keep our eyes on the screen,     &lt;br /&gt;and sometimes ideas in book would be too plain for a movie     &lt;br /&gt;For example, in &lt;em&gt;P.S I Love You&lt;/em&gt;, the book spend more then five pages,     &lt;br /&gt;to describe how upset the lady was after her husband’s death     &lt;br /&gt;How she wandered around the house, how she fell asleep on the couch     &lt;br /&gt;Books need to provide all the description they can for us to picture the scenario&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;In the movie, they just have to made it into a few shots     &lt;br /&gt;If it went on for five minutes, everyone will be bored     &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when a book wants to become a movie,     &lt;br /&gt;either they will be not so “original” or it will be boring&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It seems coming out with a new movie idea will be easier than convert one?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-347082662370901445?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/347082662370901445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-american-run-out-of-movie-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/347082662370901445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/347082662370901445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-american-run-out-of-movie-ideas.html' title='Are the American run out of movie ideas?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8733835976397898644</id><published>2009-08-05T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:33:42.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What do we afraid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When we grow older and older, we met more and more people    &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we wonder how different people can be     &lt;br /&gt;and somehow we can’t help but start to compare every single one of them     &lt;br /&gt;I am not saying it in a good way or bad way     &lt;br /&gt;However, most of us just do it without ourselves noticing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I remembered a friend told me, whenever she met new people now,    &lt;br /&gt;they will always remind her of someone else she knew, isn’t that funny?     &lt;br /&gt;However, somehow, I realize it is true, because I do the same     &lt;br /&gt;When there’re people that we knew over years, so long that we’re so familiar about them     &lt;br /&gt;We will eventually categories people that we just know into groups     &lt;br /&gt;We stick to those people that we believe we can get along with     &lt;br /&gt;and we stay away from those we believe we cannot get along well based on experiences     &lt;br /&gt;What I mean is, when we met a new person, based on the impression,     &lt;br /&gt;we categorize them into groups, like ohhh, she sounds so like A or he acts so like B,     &lt;br /&gt;then we decide whether should we get to know this person more     &lt;br /&gt;If you never get along well with A, maybe you will decide not to go further with the girl     &lt;br /&gt;and this, maybe we lost a chance of getting a great friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe it is too easy to meet people now, and too busy to get involve    &lt;br /&gt;However, looking back to the best friends you have     &lt;br /&gt;Do you like them so much since the beginning?     &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don’t. My best friend is the person that I fight most in my life     &lt;br /&gt;We argued, we stopped talking to each other for stupid reasons,     &lt;br /&gt;but we also know we cannot live without each other.     &lt;br /&gt;Think about this, what if I abandoned her at the first place?     &lt;br /&gt;I lost a chance of finding a best friend     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;When we grow up, sometimes we are tired of making new friends     &lt;br /&gt;Because old friends know everything about you,     &lt;br /&gt;but we have to explain everything to new met person     &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do miss the time that I can just sit there, say nothing,     &lt;br /&gt;and my friends know what’s wrong about me.     &lt;br /&gt;Thus if you abandon people now,     &lt;br /&gt;you might lost the chance of having another person,    &lt;br /&gt;who can tell what’s wrong about you when you sit there and say nothing,     &lt;br /&gt;in two years time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just some really random thoughts to those who afraid to open their heart =)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmRGg1zYI/AAAAAAAAALg/lKv_L2QheGo/s1600-h/1782982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="178298" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="178298" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmRrnEgVI/AAAAAAAAALk/-YLnfxHFv60/178298_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmSLXAE9I/AAAAAAAAALo/aG9l3gQBWVc/s1600-h/232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="23" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="23" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmS3T-oaI/AAAAAAAAALs/km7W8SZlhxI/23_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img title="174532" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="174532" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmTL9x3aI/AAAAAAAAALw/PNtvcdEqw3c/174532_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmTuRPPxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/eDDO-AhRdrY/s1600-h/1792475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="179247" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="179247" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmUNOZd4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/EzX37WIqDB8/179247_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmUuwVIiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/J_rwmacwA78/s1600-h/1460705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="146070" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="146070" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmVZSDzYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/pglicHaw_LM/146070_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8733835976397898644?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8733835976397898644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-we-afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8733835976397898644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8733835976397898644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-we-afraid.html' title='What do we afraid?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnmmRrnEgVI/AAAAAAAAALk/-YLnfxHFv60/s72-c/178298_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-2037177632748658527</id><published>2009-08-01T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:16:58.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The truth is, no one can ‘get over’ the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Don’t know if it is human mind that too complicated,    &lt;br /&gt;or we have a brain that remember things too well? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There are always time that we will think about our past    &lt;br /&gt;no matter it’s the exes that we have lost     &lt;br /&gt;or some bad experiences that we never want to remember     &lt;br /&gt;time after time, these things will come back and haunt us&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, do we really get over our past?    &lt;br /&gt;It starts with how you define “getting over”     &lt;br /&gt;Are you over it when you are emotionally over?     &lt;br /&gt;After it happened, we may have a tough time dealing with it     &lt;br /&gt;We feel depressed, sad and maybe we even cried     &lt;br /&gt;But when time goes by, we learnt not to let the emotion takes over us     &lt;br /&gt;We accepted it, so when the next time you think about it     &lt;br /&gt;It never affects the emotion again     &lt;br /&gt;However, you still remember it, you still think about it     &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, are we over it here?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Or we actually need to be mentally over to get over something??    &lt;br /&gt;When someone were one bitted by a dog,     &lt;br /&gt;eventually, maybe he learn not to be freaked out by dogs,     &lt;br /&gt;he can stay near dogs, but never bring himself to touch a dog.     &lt;br /&gt;So, is this guy over the bad experience? Apparently, no.     &lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, when some girls broke up with some guys     &lt;br /&gt;sooner or later, their emotion may not be affected any more     &lt;br /&gt;no more crying, no more depressing, no more regrets     &lt;br /&gt;However, they just cannot bring themselves to go anywhere near some guys     &lt;br /&gt;who remind them of the exes     &lt;br /&gt;This guy broke their heart, so probably these guys are the same     &lt;br /&gt;This is, the mentally not over&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then when will we really get over a past?    &lt;br /&gt;It is one day, when you woke up and feel like you have forgotten something     &lt;br /&gt;Something that you cannot recall, until some other day, someone reminds you     &lt;br /&gt;It is like after watching a horror movie,     &lt;br /&gt;you feel scare and think you hear strange noise at night,     &lt;br /&gt;everything around makes you think that ghost from the movie is actually real     &lt;br /&gt;However, after a few days or a few weeks,     &lt;br /&gt;you found out you cannot remember anything from the movie any more     &lt;br /&gt;not even a single scene and you can finally have some good sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqaDOH-rI/AAAAAAAAALA/BsYyGUHWaVo/s1600-h/163168%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="163168" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="104" alt="163168" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqa8GX0NI/AAAAAAAAALE/RYsT6oS1UFI/163168_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqbR4knrI/AAAAAAAAALI/gcKpFZ4eEVw/s1600-h/163153%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="163153" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="104" alt="163153" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqb53DgwI/AAAAAAAAALM/fHET5ZoU5Hs/163153_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqciTi5rI/AAAAAAAAALQ/iUbKh0_8I0Q/s1600-h/163163%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="163163" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="104" alt="163163" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqdV-0kCI/AAAAAAAAALU/USVl4sAtqDo/163163_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqdha3IcI/AAAAAAAAALY/uvRMuzKPg0U/s1600-h/180219%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="180219" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="104" alt="180219" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqeAOz7HI/AAAAAAAAALc/rPoeiT4WjeE/180219_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-2037177632748658527?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2037177632748658527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth-is-no-one-can-get-over-past.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/2037177632748658527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/2037177632748658527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth-is-no-one-can-get-over-past.html' title='The truth is, no one can ‘get over’ the past'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnRqa8GX0NI/AAAAAAAAALE/RYsT6oS1UFI/s72-c/163168_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-3711268500165951948</id><published>2009-07-30T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:35:13.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>What about a dog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;“A dog has no use of fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; A waterlogged stick will do just fine     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; A dog doesn’t care whether you are rich or poor     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; clever or dull, smart or dumb,     &lt;br /&gt;Give him your heart, and he will give you his.     &lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say that about?     &lt;br /&gt;How many people can make you feel rare, pure and special?     &lt;br /&gt;How many people can make you feel… extraordinary?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;Marley and Me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:0ad5d9f9-94b3-4784-8808-86e480dc56ff" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;LiveJournal Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Marley+and+Me" rel="tag"&gt;Marley and Me&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Owen+Wilson" rel="tag"&gt;Owen Wilson&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Jennifer+Aniston" rel="tag"&gt;Jennifer Aniston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-3711268500165951948?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3711268500165951948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-about-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3711268500165951948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3711268500165951948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-about-dog.html' title='What about a dog?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-7763093067482465359</id><published>2009-07-29T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:17:34.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I have a thing to Vampire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just re-watched Twilight a few days ago    &lt;br /&gt;and heard that the second movie of the series is on the way     &lt;br /&gt;Twilight is not my favorite among all the vampire movies I have watched     &lt;br /&gt;Interview with Vampire and Bram Stoker’s Dracula are     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Here, I am going to talk about Vampire, just Vampire, not the movies     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Vampire, is a legend, something that being transmitted over the years     &lt;br /&gt;No one knows if it is real, no one can prove it is not     &lt;br /&gt;and the mysterious of vampire always attracts me     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;They’re dead human with never ending life time     &lt;br /&gt;They do not eat but drank blood as their food     &lt;br /&gt;not necessary human blood but, blood     &lt;br /&gt;They’ve pale white skin and their skin are cold like ice     &lt;br /&gt;Some say when vampire bites a human, that human will turn into vampire     &lt;br /&gt;Some say human will only turn into vampire if they drank vampire’s blood     &lt;br /&gt;and people have to be death to turn into vampire     &lt;br /&gt;I prefer the latter one, because I like the fact that there’s a choice for them     &lt;br /&gt;If everyone they bite has to become vampire, then everyone will be vampire     &lt;br /&gt;There’s also an interesting rule that vampire has to be invited to get into a house     &lt;br /&gt;In other word, they cannot get into any house they want, to bite people     &lt;br /&gt;They have to convince you to invite them in     &lt;br /&gt;They belong to the dark, therefore, they cannot expose under sunlight     &lt;br /&gt;They are very strong, fast, sensitive and powerful     &lt;br /&gt;Except that, there are also books saying that every vampire has their own special power     &lt;br /&gt;Some can read minds, some can see the future,&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Finally, they all can heal, so it is not easy to kill them but of cause, there’s a way     &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know which one sound better,     &lt;br /&gt;you can stab a wooden knife into their chest to kill them &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnBqF7jolVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/u1c-muc9tEI/s1600-h/1824622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="182462" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="100" alt="182462" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnBqGX7uFPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Dn7Ptdf9Mnc/182462_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;or cut their head off, or tear them into pieces, or burn them     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe all of them work, maybe some of them     &lt;br /&gt;but yes, even they have this endless life, they can be killed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am not sure what’s the thing about vampire that attracts me    &lt;br /&gt;Maybe because their life seem so violence, bloody and yet, sad     &lt;br /&gt;They seem have everything but, nothing&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a person who was once human, ending up drinking human blood as, food? They have endless life but they live outside the world     &lt;br /&gt;They witness everything that happened, year after year     &lt;br /&gt;However, they are never really a part of it     &lt;br /&gt;They live in the dark, they cannot be seen, cannot be figure out     &lt;br /&gt;They were human, and they are not human     &lt;br /&gt;The worst part is, seeing all the thing grow and wilt; born and die     &lt;br /&gt;when it comes to their loved one, should they watch them die or keep them ‘alive’?     &lt;br /&gt;Even they were given plenty of power, their undead body is actually, a punishment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-7763093067482465359?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7763093067482465359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-thing-to-vampire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7763093067482465359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7763093067482465359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-thing-to-vampire.html' title='I have a thing to Vampire!'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SnBqGX7uFPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Dn7Ptdf9Mnc/s72-c/182462_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-935922870709731314</id><published>2009-07-27T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:29:03.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>Butterfly Effects 3 – We were given the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001P9N94E?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B001P9N94E"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51llPVJSKzL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do you believe in fate? Or you believe in faith?    &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe everything happened in our life are planned?     &lt;br /&gt;They happened for a reason and shouldn’t be changed.     &lt;br /&gt;Or you believe in faith and think that everything happen to us     &lt;br /&gt;We can change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2deNsl5MI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IwjoB2B9H7Y/s1600-h/be23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="be2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="241" alt="be2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2dfO5YSOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WYAI6UCW8qY/be2_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sam, a weirdo in everyone eyes has the ability to time travel    &lt;br /&gt;He can go back in anytime of his life and live it again     &lt;br /&gt;The rule to time travelers is, you can only watch but not change&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;coz even you only changed one tiny thing in the history     &lt;br /&gt;It brought up the whole butterfly effect and lots of things will be different     &lt;br /&gt;and Sam, broke the rule once     &lt;br /&gt;When he was young, he saw his sister died in a&amp;#160; fire     &lt;br /&gt;So he decided to go back and save his sister     &lt;br /&gt;The butterfly effect was, his parents died instead&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2dgG4wmWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4rtiQPH5Q_Q/s1600-h/be43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="be4" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="231" alt="be4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2dg8W4fsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZV1nkk5HOH0/be4_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When he grown up, he works for the police,    &lt;br /&gt;he witness crimes and help catching criminals     &lt;br /&gt;until one day, his ex-girlfriend's sister showed up in his house     &lt;br /&gt;and asked him to find out who is the real murderer that murder her sister     &lt;br /&gt;He went back and obviously he cannot just ‘watch’ his girlfriend died     &lt;br /&gt;He tried to change and there’s butterfly effect again&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;When he went back to the real time, his girlfriend’s sister died as well     &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, he went back again and again     &lt;br /&gt;but the more he went back and tried to find out who the murderer really is     &lt;br /&gt;the more people died     &lt;br /&gt;After doing it three or four times, he finally found out who the killer is,     &lt;br /&gt;She is his sister, the sister that he saved from the fire who should have died     &lt;br /&gt;He finally realized it is him who created the serial killer     &lt;br /&gt;He just wanted to save his own sister but he killed many others     &lt;br /&gt;because she was suppose to be dead     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2dhwK3a7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Pk003azJLAQ/s1600-h/be35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="be3" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="251" alt="be3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2djMwsHlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UHWEJGwkVzc/be3_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;There are time that we question why our life has to be this tough     &lt;br /&gt;and hoping that we can change it at some point     &lt;br /&gt;However, lives are tough and this is a fact     &lt;br /&gt;Even though our life is not good compare to others but it is the best for us     &lt;br /&gt;Because every life is a lesson     &lt;br /&gt;It is to learn how to live it the best     &lt;br /&gt;even we were given the worst&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:45a612c2-47c1-47d5-ae4b-30222e91a40a" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;LiveJournal Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Butterfly+Effect" rel="tag"&gt;Butterfly Effect&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Butterfly+Effect+3" rel="tag"&gt;Butterfly Effect 3&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Chris+Carmack" rel="tag"&gt;Chris Carmack&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=Revelations" rel="tag"&gt;Revelations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-935922870709731314?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/935922870709731314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/butterfly-effects-3-we-were-given-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/935922870709731314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/935922870709731314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/butterfly-effects-3-we-were-given-best.html' title='Butterfly Effects 3 – We were given the best'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sm2dfO5YSOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WYAI6UCW8qY/s72-c/be2_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-834575736081487170</id><published>2009-07-25T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:34:48.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places to Visit'/><title type='text'>The Butterfly Farm (Penang)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A short trip to Penang during the semester break    &lt;br /&gt;and there’re a few places that I found interesting&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the Butterfly Farm&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqkCqy7XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/On6ZLwIuBl0/s1600-h/SDC1045812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10458" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10458" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvqk9dbK_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/DyqVPmDNjps/SDC10458_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They will turn into beautiful butterfly soon!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqmoUKqeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/j7VDuBPxn34/s1600-h/SDC104593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10459" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="326" alt="SDC10459" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqneOPV7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/u68-4mjQwno/SDC10459_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The caterpillars&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqpSgLknI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VNZaXYiaUtY/s1600-h/SDC104632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10463" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10463" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqqIPY0ZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWn4Cu6sM0U/SDC10463_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The butterflies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqrhrvvMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2Qoq80sv2Fs/s1600-h/SDC105002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10500" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqsVHL9WI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cPfvSDhywKs/SDC10500_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My favorite, the beetle with a smiling face    &lt;br /&gt;Even insect know how to smile, why don’t we? =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvqudb8EtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cK9lT_aBf1g/s1600-h/SDC104732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10473" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10473" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqvLTF2wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cQbPOC6FW8U/SDC10473_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Butterflies with banana &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvqw4sM-PI/AAAAAAAAAJs/H4BTNK8gx7c/s1600-h/SDC104752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10475" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10475" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqxkKgRZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/N64SkLlJ1zw/SDC10475_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘I look like wood, so I can hide somewhere you cannot see.’    &lt;br /&gt;Not this time =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmvqzEDq-NI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4raFqtqnjW4/s1600-h/SDC104772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10477" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10477" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvqz9BzAXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ke8x6ZpA91Q/SDC10477_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘Don’t try to find me.’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq1jZXclI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bX4JCBy0Aq4/s1600-h/SDC104832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10483" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10483" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq2V2-fLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xpzOy6mOpnU/SDC10483_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq4CN9_WI/AAAAAAAAAKI/lTl9-OB1plE/s1600-h/SDC104862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10486" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10486" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq4zxAY5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/FtguPAvqJwo/SDC10486_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq6ga5wPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Gm3kUqNPTXQ/s1600-h/SDC104872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10487" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10487" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq7LH75PI/AAAAAAAAAKU/hOrgNI5yLKA/SDC10487_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq8-SsuyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8NHGnZwoe0Q/s1600-h/SDC104902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10490" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="SDC10490" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvq9nbYqdI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Krj2QyFgW0I/SDC10490_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes, it is good to smell and feel the nature.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-834575736081487170?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/834575736081487170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/butterfly-farm-penang.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/834575736081487170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/834575736081487170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/butterfly-farm-penang.html' title='The Butterfly Farm (Penang)'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Smvqk9dbK_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/DyqVPmDNjps/s72-c/SDC10458_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-6545284097552858537</id><published>2009-07-24T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:08:42.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What is dream? The Message from heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Everyone dreams while they’re sleeping    &lt;br /&gt;Even sometimes we’re not aware of it,     &lt;br /&gt;Psychologists said we dream everyday and we dream every time we sleep     &lt;br /&gt;However, why we remember some dreams so clearly and some we can’t even recall?     &lt;br /&gt;They blame it to the quality of sleep,     &lt;br /&gt;when you had a good sleep, you forgot everything you dreamt about     &lt;br /&gt;The clearer you remember your dreams, the worse your sleep was&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, what exactly is a DREAM?    &lt;br /&gt;The scientific way goes like this,     &lt;br /&gt;our dreams related to our unconsciousness     &lt;br /&gt;Something that we want, we long for, will appear in our dream     &lt;br /&gt;but, in a converted way     &lt;br /&gt;In other words, let’s say you want a book     &lt;br /&gt;the book may not appear in your dream but will be a picture with the book title     &lt;br /&gt;or something else, they won’t appear exactly what they are     &lt;br /&gt;This is one of the saying and there’s an entire book which talked about dream by Freud,     &lt;br /&gt;called – The Interpretation of Dreams which explains and analyses more&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another explain of dream is like this:    &lt;br /&gt;There’re many parallel worlds out there and what in our dreams are what happening there     &lt;br /&gt;A parallel world is a world where collects all the decisions that we didn’t make     &lt;br /&gt;Which means when you went overseas for study,     &lt;br /&gt;the parallel world will be you stayed at your hometown     &lt;br /&gt;It is an identical world as the one we live in, with an identical ‘I’ but living a different life     &lt;br /&gt;There are more than one parallel world, to keep the world ‘balance’     &lt;br /&gt;but no one knows if it’s true or not because no one has been there     &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just a saying that made up to comfort the fragile hearts of human     &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when we think we have made a terrible decision,     &lt;br /&gt;We know another ‘I’ out there, at least, made a good one&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Or maybe dreams are just like what the Chinese proverb said,    &lt;br /&gt;What you think in day, is what you dream at night     &lt;br /&gt;As simple as this, dream, is the ‘dream’ come true     &lt;br /&gt;Something that we want in our real life that we cannot get     &lt;br /&gt;Our dreams make it comes true     &lt;br /&gt;Ever had a dream about going to the washroom?     &lt;br /&gt;and the other day you woke up realized you pee on your bed?     &lt;br /&gt;This is the ‘dream’ comes true     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Maybe dream is never something that complicated     &lt;br /&gt;Or as mystery as it seems     &lt;br /&gt;It is just a message from our heart     &lt;br /&gt;telling us what we truly want &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTqhBbTXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/eG2Jos9VglI/s1600-h/75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="7" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTrTRFtOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Yq1vTlxEvBw/7_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTr10C6_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Dks8cvE2RbU/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTsU8M6eI/AAAAAAAAAIw/eYo48eXzxVk/1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTs4WHi_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UqnMAghy78o/s1600-h/132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="13" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="104" alt="13" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTtVSJFxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GemVpe1TrFg/13_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTt_2shvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/81Lr93nPqE0/s1600-h/102.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="10" style="display: inline" height="100" alt="10" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTursriXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/5nEfX7D5bPo/10_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-6545284097552858537?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6545284097552858537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-dream-message-from-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/6545284097552858537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/6545284097552858537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-dream-message-from-heart.html' title='What is dream? The Message from heart'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmnTrTRFtOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Yq1vTlxEvBw/s72-c/7_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4436159572515452057</id><published>2009-07-21T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:13:24.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bond Between Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="395" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs132.snc1/5650_219909505511_877140511_7989731_2116700_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy 21th Birthday to my beloved sister, F!   &lt;br /&gt;Apologize again for not being there to celebrate your birthday    &lt;br /&gt;It is the countless time that I missed you birthday    &lt;br /&gt;and a mid-night phone call at 12am sharp seems become our tradition    &lt;br /&gt;I’m glad that you were brought to this world 21 years ago    &lt;br /&gt;So I got a shoulder to cry on, I got a person to laugh with&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It has been almost 10 years, since the first day we met each other   &lt;br /&gt;Never thought it would be so long     &lt;br /&gt;and never thought you would be someone that I cannot live without.     &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing half of your time with me and I know there’s more ahead    &lt;br /&gt;We are not blood sister but I always see you as one, together with V    &lt;br /&gt;When no one can be there for me, you are the one who is there and always there    &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are all busy about different things now,    &lt;br /&gt;We are working on our future, our dreams …    &lt;br /&gt;We are in three different places …    &lt;br /&gt;but distant is never going to tear us apart    &lt;br /&gt;We still talk about everything     &lt;br /&gt;We still laugh at each other    &lt;br /&gt;You still try your best to talk to me, whenever I need ears to listen    &lt;br /&gt;Rushed home in 30 minutes when I texted you and said “F, I need to talk to you.”    &lt;br /&gt;Stayed on MSN with me when I was waiting for an answer    &lt;br /&gt;Listening to me when I was really upset and called you while I was crying    &lt;br /&gt;Being there for me always     &lt;br /&gt;Every time I need someone, you’re right there or you’ll try your best to be there    &lt;br /&gt;Even though we are miles apart now    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;You know every single story of mine     &lt;br /&gt;You know every stupid thing I had done    &lt;br /&gt;You know I am no one close to perfect    &lt;br /&gt;Yet, you accept me wholly    &lt;br /&gt;and this is what we do to each other    &lt;br /&gt;We don’t judge    &lt;br /&gt;We don’t lecture    &lt;br /&gt;We listen and give advices    &lt;br /&gt;We know each other’s flaw pretty well    &lt;br /&gt;But we love each other the same&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Again   &lt;br /&gt;and I Love You, sis    &lt;br /&gt;Both of you! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4436159572515452057?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4436159572515452057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bond-between-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4436159572515452057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4436159572515452057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bond-between-us.html' title='Bond Between Us'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-7631070364189289877</id><published>2009-07-21T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:20:18.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>Manchester United in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Red Devil finally visits Malaysia again after 8 years&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This was the training session    &lt;br /&gt;17th July 2009 5.30pm at Bukit Jalil National Stadium&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even I was at the first row, still very far away from the field    &lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos and I did try my best to took them &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHqBwlDaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BZnR5KTBm3s/s1600-h/SDC10004%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10004" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="277" alt="SDC10004" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHrbShB7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W8HLEATCTvo/SDC10004_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;At the entrance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHt03eaLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/J8-OowADpok/s1600-h/SDC10007%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10007" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="283" alt="SDC10007" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHuvBIGwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qU0l9g8qYLI/SDC10007_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The Malaysia team&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHxbnT1lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XHJ-2ubfjQA/s1600-h/SDC10009%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10009" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="270" alt="SDC10009" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHyvw5zUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/PdGIMdGLk9I/SDC10009_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The Stadium&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHz4uXVdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LH7zEIRvHqA/s1600-h/SDC10015%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10015" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="277" alt="SDC10015" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH18P_T3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Prjx_3shdws/SDC10015_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The fans&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH2hxjj2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/4mepS7DgDyk/s1600-h/SDC10016%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10016" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="278" alt="SDC10016" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH3RLLBtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HZ25tSAtmiQ/SDC10016_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Fans Climbing over to the VIP &amp;amp; Media seats while no security guards watching    &lt;br /&gt;Behave! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH4g73lfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/56KwzfT9O5U/s1600-h/SDC10019%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10019" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="291" alt="SDC10019" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH5Vgv73I/AAAAAAAAAG4/N2jD24GqS84/SDC10019_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the Red Devil&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH6MP228I/AAAAAAAAAG8/1YGXroeoo5k/s1600-h/SDC10020%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="357" alt="SDC10020" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH67nxSmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ATQ5d36c4Ho/SDC10020_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;The training pass &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH73QFYCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ugVnIk0Ti40/s1600-h/SDC10027%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10027" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="278" alt="SDC10027" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH8gdzcWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JLd0bsXyyzA/SDC10027_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;And here comes Paul Scholes…    &lt;br /&gt;feel free to click and enlarge the photos, if you cannot see!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH96DCttI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Heda6nGR5ao/s1600-h/SDC10028%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="278" alt="SDC10028" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH-j-VufI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Dd6JQvwMMmg/SDC10028_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Everyone was standing up waiting for the team    &lt;br /&gt;Media queuing there just to capture the moment they comes out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWH_qn2YzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/odm-ZMNMkXA/s1600-h/SDC10040%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10040" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="248" alt="SDC10040" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIAUdZgPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Tr36HXyiGeY/SDC10040_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Here they are!     &lt;br /&gt;In case you cannot see, in this photos there’re Scholes, Giggs, Owen, Brown, etc&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIBmAXxdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4XQA1_sYgNY/s1600-h/SDC10042%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10042" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="284" alt="SDC10042" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWICuZ4JjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZRV7iwqzEjI/SDC10042_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;I wish I got a better camera or a media pass =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIEFbk9DI/AAAAAAAAAHk/m05EUM1UbPw/s1600-h/SDC10049%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10049" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="278" alt="SDC10049" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIE6zJyzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/N2J1H8QLtHc/SDC10049_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The goalies. They’re the nearest so I took as many photos as I can&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIGZlAwqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mj7GXd6UApo/s1600-h/SDC10051%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10051" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="275" alt="SDC10051" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIHQ7-SbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9ctLMKhAsxc/SDC10051_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The keepers again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIIZ4W8EI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DU574pC3CsA/s1600-h/SDC10055%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10055" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="210" alt="SDC10055" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIJFOOCpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SFvptlo2Sc4/SDC10055_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Just try your best to identify them :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIKKmaWcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Qq_bPMc8SGQ/s1600-h/SDC10059%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10059" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="288" alt="SDC10059" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWILBH5M8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Xa3g6eB6xyU/SDC10059_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Run, Run &amp;amp; Run&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWILoJEpCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/z4cNwwICWX0/s1600-h/SDC10083%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10083" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="376" alt="SDC10083" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIMey3j5I/AAAAAAAAAII/iUi0HRfC7uA/SDC10083_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Better view seeing upside down? LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWINz-k6UI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wO741zJKJbQ/s1600-h/SDC10088%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10088" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="285" alt="SDC10088" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIPbL2FPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6S6NZvZEzgc/SDC10088_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Rooney in the middle&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIQ8wiPII/AAAAAAAAAIU/FLeZcUb6IL0/s1600-h/SDC10093%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10093" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="SDC10093" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIR2QIiiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AQBhPYxYg3c/SDC10093_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gary Neville in the middle :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWITaLZAwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rczgHMLTFEw/s1600-h/SDC10109%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SDC10109" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="SDC10109" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWIUOV4fyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sv8ZGg-WWsk/SDC10109_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;End of training session.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-7631070364189289877?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7631070364189289877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/manchester-united-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7631070364189289877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7631070364189289877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/manchester-united-in-malaysia.html' title='Manchester United in Malaysia'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmWHrbShB7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W8HLEATCTvo/s72-c/SDC10004_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-5619939023189803575</id><published>2009-07-18T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:41:58.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>Public Enemies - What is the meaning of life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001UUJ62M?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B001UUJ62M"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmHm8lHRVsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/L0QrWwhGMps/s400/pee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We have seen Johnny Depp being a Pirate,&lt;br /&gt;we have seen Johnny Depp being a serial killer&lt;br /&gt;and we have seen Johnny Depp being the chocolate factory owner&lt;br /&gt;and this time, without all the heavy make-up,&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp became the bank robber, John Dillinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818968425142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmHm9ElhmDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1BgvCXDUyWs/s400/pe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Together with Christian Bale and Marion Cotillard,&lt;br /&gt;true story of bank robber John Dillinger was brought to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;It is no doubt that this is a good movie with all these best actors and actress.&lt;br /&gt;However, this movie is way deeper than what we can see.&lt;br /&gt;It brought me to think about the real meaning of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818972160037938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmHm9Sf_lDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xX87TT0uyKQ/s400/pe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What we are looking for in our life?&lt;br /&gt;It is dreams, friends, family and love?&lt;br /&gt;It is to achieve what we want?&lt;br /&gt;So how about the meaning of life for a bank robber?&lt;br /&gt;His dream was to rob every bank he can?&lt;br /&gt;What he wanted to achieve was to escape from every police in sight?&lt;br /&gt;And break every prison that tries to keep him?&lt;br /&gt;Does he need love and friends? Yes, he does.&lt;br /&gt;When no one else can stop him,&lt;br /&gt;it was the death of his friends and the suffering of his love that stopped him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818978450173730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmHm9p7rbyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ey43NvpqdZc/s400/pe4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The meaning of Dillinger’s life was to go against the government,&lt;br /&gt;to show the public how useless the police forces were.&lt;br /&gt;He never gets tired of breaking into banks, being caught and breaking out from the prison, because the more he did it, the more he can show how good he was&lt;br /&gt;and how bad the police were.&lt;br /&gt;However, times after times, when he realized nothing can stop him&lt;br /&gt;and he wanted to lead a normal life, he found out he cannot step back.&lt;br /&gt;He was forced to continue.&lt;br /&gt;Later, his friends died, his girlfriend was being tortured by the police.&lt;br /&gt;He can break through every prison’s wall but not the wall which kept his love away from him. The only way he knew was to turn himself in.&lt;br /&gt;He got two choices to save his blackbird which was being caught by the police&lt;br /&gt;or being killed by the police, and he chose the second one.&lt;br /&gt;When you fulfilled what you want for life,&lt;br /&gt;you can either go after something else, or your life end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the other hand, agent Purvis wanted for life was to catch as many criminals as he could&lt;br /&gt;and Dillinger was at the top of his list.&lt;br /&gt;I would say he enjoys the challenges that this guy brought him.&lt;br /&gt;He enjoys the ‘games’ between them.&lt;br /&gt;Catching Dillinger became what he wanted most in his life.&lt;br /&gt;So, when he finally got him and killed him by his own hands,&lt;br /&gt;he fulfilled what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;However, at the same time, he lost the meaning of his life.&lt;br /&gt;There was no one out there better than John Dillinger;&lt;br /&gt;there was no one out there he cannot catch&lt;br /&gt;and there was no one out there can prove he is a good agent because they were too easy to get. Therefore, he quit the FBI and later he ended his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe what’s in the movie was too extreme,&lt;br /&gt;as some people can live their life normally and ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;However, some people cannot.&lt;br /&gt;A life without wills is a life without meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, set your wills high and keep on chasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359819184265028818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmHnJopw5NI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TLfgQo4k-ys/s400/pe5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They ain't tough enough, smart enough or fast enough. I can hit any bank I want, any time. They got to be at every bank, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="qt0545207"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's your money, mister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We're here for the bank's money, not yours. Put it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="qt0556045"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="qt0560579"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They say you're the man who shot him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's right. One of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So why are you coming to see me? To see the damage you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No. I came here because he asked me to. When he went down, he said somethin'. I put my ear next to his mouth, and what I think he said was this. He said, 'Tell Billie for me: Bye bye, Blackbird.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="qt0560581"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We don't work with people we don't know. And you don't work when your desperate. Walter Dietrich. Remember that? Walter forgot, when your desperate, that's when you got no choice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-5619939023189803575?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5619939023189803575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/public-enemies-what-is-meaning-of-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5619939023189803575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5619939023189803575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/public-enemies-what-is-meaning-of-life.html' title='Public Enemies - What is the meaning of life?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SmHm8lHRVsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/L0QrWwhGMps/s72-c/pee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-5099822593096026497</id><published>2009-07-04T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:49:42.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>When you can be 17 Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001OQCUYI?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B001OQCUYI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/5150wuVjaxL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Have you ever wish to live some parts of your life once again?&lt;br /&gt;To correct some mistakes, or to do something you think you should have done&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times you look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike O’Donell had the chance to live his 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;His 17 that he was given a chance to get a college scholarship and play his basketball&lt;br /&gt;However, his girlfriend was pregnant&lt;br /&gt;so he decided to give up the precious chance and married her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years later, he found himself living in a life which was not his expectation.&lt;br /&gt;His wife separated with him as he never stops complaining&lt;br /&gt;about how his life would be if he didn’t give up and chance.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he didn’t mean to blame her but he’s never satisfied for what he already had.&lt;br /&gt;When he’s been given the chance to live his life again,&lt;br /&gt;he went back to his high school.&lt;br /&gt;Being his own daughter's classmate and teammate of his own son,&lt;br /&gt;he realized he’s never been a good father and husband.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the day which he has to choose between his wife and basketball arrive once again. Surprisingly, he made an identical decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354631161915257202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sk94q_UyMXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZEltauv7J-k/s400/zac1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Living our life once again is not to make a better decision&lt;br /&gt;It is to feel what we have felt once again and realize we have actually chosen the best&lt;br /&gt;We always think a better decision can bring a better life&lt;br /&gt;However, the truth is life is never easy whatever you choose&lt;br /&gt;We make our decision for what we really want&lt;br /&gt;I am sure Mike knew better than anyone that what he’s going to give up at the time&lt;br /&gt;And he still choose to marry the girl he loves&lt;br /&gt;Because it was a decision that he knew he will never regret&lt;br /&gt;His wife is always more important than basketball in his life&lt;br /&gt;But when times went by, when he’s facing some hard times&lt;br /&gt;He forgot what he has once felt&lt;br /&gt;He complains about his job&lt;br /&gt;He complains about his life&lt;br /&gt;He complains about everything in his life&lt;br /&gt;And slowly he forgot how much he used to like them&lt;br /&gt;He forgot how much he actually loves his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001OQCUYI" width="1" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Bring him back to the same situation recalled his feeling&lt;br /&gt;And he knows he actually did the right thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354631165267550914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sk94rL0CIsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EIS3ogw6HiY/s400/zac2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;We never weight decisions for what they can bring to us&lt;br /&gt;We weight them by how much we want them&lt;br /&gt;When we are caught up in a dilemma&lt;br /&gt;It is our instinct that choose&lt;br /&gt;And every decision we made is the best decision&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much hard work we will need to do&lt;br /&gt;No matter how tough the life going to be&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing in the world can be better than the thing we truly want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-5099822593096026497?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5099822593096026497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-can-be-17-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5099822593096026497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5099822593096026497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-can-be-17-again.html' title='When you can be 17 Again...'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sk94q_UyMXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZEltauv7J-k/s72-c/zac1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4604719564447965071</id><published>2009-07-01T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:45:23.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>Night at the museum 2 – Not just for a laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000NOKJCM?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B000NOKJCM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Sk8Hdjk84RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B26ugfToQiw/s400/51th9a7ZC8L._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=thethouofme-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000NOKJCM" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sequel of the Night at the Museum was finally released&lt;br /&gt;Still have Ben Stiller and with Amy Adams joined the cast as Amelia – the first female pilot&lt;br /&gt;The typical cemody type that will give you some laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353473104444457010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SktbbLEFADI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FLOpopPHAaI/s400/natm4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You will probably smile when you see this balloon made thingy hopping around the room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353474836963431458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SktdABMylCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rt0hkP83CSM/s400/natm5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thinking how funny it could be when you saw Owen Wilson being put into the sunglass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also when you saw Steve Cooga riding on a mice and think he can save everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Wilson and Cooga busy poking everyone's feet, I laughed as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are many funny scenes in the movie&lt;br /&gt;But I like it more for the message it brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353484896774524514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SktmJk6qDmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LrIvNTYuhgM/s400/natm1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Larry became the CEO of his own company&lt;br /&gt;He has his own business, he earned lots of money&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can see how success he is&lt;br /&gt;But Amelia is the only one who asked him whether he likes his new job or not&lt;br /&gt;Because she didn't see he's excited about it&lt;br /&gt;" Do you know why I became a pilot?"&lt;br /&gt;"For the fun of it, why else would anyone do anything?"&lt;br /&gt;When we grow up we always find ourselves doing something we don't like&lt;br /&gt;For all kind of reasons, earning a living, fulfill parents' will, etc&lt;br /&gt;But what is the meaning of doing something without passion?&lt;br /&gt;I always think that no matter what happened&lt;br /&gt;We should at least fight for the thing that we like&lt;br /&gt;Like what Larry said in the end,&lt;br /&gt;"The key to happiness is doing something that you love."&lt;br /&gt;Even he has to give up his company&lt;br /&gt;Even he can only be a night guard in the museum&lt;br /&gt;and being a guard is nothing close to professional or suceed in many people's eyes&lt;br /&gt;but he is happy that way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is always the passion and excitation that keep thing lively&lt;br /&gt;It is doing something that we love to make our life meaningful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4604719564447965071?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4604719564447965071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-at-museum-2-not-just-for-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4583915522825179752</id><published>2009-06-30T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:05:17.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The memories of Human Brain</title><content type='html'>Simetimes I wonder how our brain function&lt;br /&gt;Especially the memory part&lt;br /&gt;How it choose what to store and what not to?&lt;br /&gt;and why something you think you have forgotten will come back to your mind in time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting experience is sitting for an exam&lt;br /&gt;Everything that we try to put into our brain&lt;br /&gt;Everything we try to memorize before the exam&lt;br /&gt;Will normally vanish the moment we finished the exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about people?&lt;br /&gt;Sometime we forgot the person name the second they left your sight&lt;br /&gt;However, there are also times that we remember everything about a person&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long they have gone&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that weird?&lt;br /&gt;Do we choose what to memorize by our consciousness or unconsciousness?&lt;br /&gt;There are some people that we rarely mention for quite sometimes&lt;br /&gt;and when somedays someone bring it up,&lt;br /&gt;we realize how much we still remember about the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do we actually forget things?&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we try hard to forget something&lt;br /&gt;We ended up remember them even clearer&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the meaning of forget is not forget it completely&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we never forget things? We just need something to ring the bell&lt;br /&gt;We put the memories in a place where we rarely touch&lt;br /&gt;and when something happens to get to the place&lt;br /&gt;things will just unleash*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4583915522825179752?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4583915522825179752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/memories-of-human-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4583915522825179752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4583915522825179752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/memories-of-human-brain.html' title='The memories of Human Brain'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-8967205764550043565</id><published>2009-06-28T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:49:23.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>The Remarkable Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The most remarkable game in the Confederations Cup?&lt;br /&gt;I vote for Spain vs South Africa&lt;br /&gt;The most dramatic match which final score was 3:2&lt;br /&gt;3 goals scored in the last 5 mins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352719254857757058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkitzWgwsYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/is8-zGxRHbs/s400/esp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was upset when South Africa scored the first goal&lt;br /&gt;and I once thought Spain didn't really want to win the match&lt;br /&gt;coz they didn't start with full team&lt;br /&gt;They didn't really play very well in the first half&lt;br /&gt;or I can even say they played bad before the coach made the changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352730688623078562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ski4M4m17KI/AAAAAAAAAB8/knUk97CB4p0/s400/esp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was not happy when Villa was being replaced&lt;br /&gt;coz it also meant he didn't have chance to compete for the top scorer&lt;br /&gt;but I cannot deny that after those changes&lt;br /&gt;the team played better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352738729881390530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ski_g8oOTcI/AAAAAAAAACE/m-CMM_NHhE0/s400/esp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The equalizer scored at 88 mins by D. Guiza&lt;br /&gt;I jumped off the sofa screaming while they scored&lt;br /&gt;In less than one min time D. Guiza scored again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352744724652880226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjE945H8WI/AAAAAAAAACc/6LOESkqy8js/s400/esp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but screamed again and I was so happy that I was jumping and running around =D&lt;br /&gt;coz I thought they're hopeless&lt;br /&gt;And this proved again - nothing can be finalize until you hear the final whistle&lt;br /&gt;90 mins, South Africa scored again&lt;br /&gt;it was 2:2 which brought the team into extra time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352743181064297842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjDkCk7XXI/AAAAAAAAACM/q4euqbQjzHM/s400/esp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad Alonso scored the terrific freekick which ended the game&lt;br /&gt;and prevented me from the torture of penalties&lt;br /&gt;Even they are only the second-runner up&lt;br /&gt;but at least I got to see the team playing like who they're and how they should&lt;br /&gt;not the team against USA earlier&lt;br /&gt;And I really Love the Spain football team =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745254584187506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFcvCl-nI/AAAAAAAAAD0/i7tuPn_cMxI/s400/esp16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My favorite player in Spain - David Villa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745246740791186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFcR0lP5I/AAAAAAAAADs/R1YSmkJf6YY/s400/esp15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. I miss winter ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to express how much I like Villa&lt;br /&gt;He's a good footballer&lt;br /&gt;and in many other aspects he is also very good as a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745106854029202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFUIs-p5I/AAAAAAAAADU/ZsZntI-488A/s400/esp12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He is a very famous footballer but very low profile&lt;br /&gt;I will say he won't be less famous than Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;but he just never show off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352744762503283762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFAF5XRDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jaA0htgXzGI/s400/esp8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He do what he should do as a footballer&lt;br /&gt;maybe he does modeling sometimes&lt;br /&gt;but he is not a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;He just plays football&lt;br /&gt;Content being an athlete&lt;br /&gt;He didn't has scandals about lust or drugs&lt;br /&gt;His life is just as simple as it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352744769238553698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFAe_LVGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3Pz0Z2-72-0/s400/esp9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I like him even more seeing the whole transfer incident&lt;br /&gt;We all know he can has better salary&lt;br /&gt;he can be in a better club&lt;br /&gt;but he chooses to stay where he belongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745100712094018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFTx0oKUI/AAAAAAAAADE/bpf4GkD35m0/s400/esp10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He knows Valencia is the team brings him to the top&lt;br /&gt;And he's thankful for that&lt;br /&gt;Even they have been having financial problems all these years&lt;br /&gt;He never asks to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352744738735389826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjE-tWp_II/AAAAAAAAACk/tiHg-GkqQgY/s400/esp6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He knows how much he worths&lt;br /&gt;So he will only leave if selling him can help the club get over the financial problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745101741419714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFT1qCbMI/AAAAAAAAADM/s7Ch5ykL7hs/s400/esp11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He is also a very non-selfish striker&lt;br /&gt;He creates chances for teammates all the time&lt;br /&gt;When others has better chance to score than he attempt himself&lt;br /&gt;He always let others take the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352744754634754866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjE_olXCzI/AAAAAAAAACs/hlNmrKYJHHc/s400/esp7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He knows in the football world&lt;br /&gt;one man can never bring a team to the top&lt;br /&gt;It is a whole&lt;br /&gt;and it is to work as a team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745108854944978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFUQKCNNI/AAAAAAAAADc/b70WwqVy6Vw/s400/esp13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is David Villa, the 27-years-old Spanish forward&lt;br /&gt;One of the best in the world now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have a thing to the sight of a person's back =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745111642999954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkjFUaiwjJI/AAAAAAAAADk/s4-oHqOzb5A/s400/esp14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*** just a confession that I actually have a secret crush on Sergio Ramos =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-8967205764550043565?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8967205764550043565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/remarkable-match.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8967205764550043565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/8967205764550043565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/remarkable-match.html' title='The Remarkable Match'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkitzWgwsYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/is8-zGxRHbs/s72-c/esp3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-848931309840314323</id><published>2009-06-28T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:09:17.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The TV moments'/><title type='text'>24 Season 7’s Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;*Don’t read it if you haven’t watch season 7 and planning to watch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure all 24 fans have waited so long since season 6 finished&lt;br /&gt;And after more than one year time, here comes 24 season 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske2ugs-4BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8WVHwruFVZM/s1600-h/24_Season_7_Cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352447592321966098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske2ugs-4BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8WVHwruFVZM/s320/24_Season_7_Cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;With the same old characters:&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Kim Bauer, Chloe O’Brien, Bill Buchanan and Aaron Pierce.&lt;br /&gt;Tony Almeida’s back as well.&lt;br /&gt;Bring him back to the show was the most shocking thing after his ‘death’ in season 5,&lt;br /&gt;and what more shocking was he acted as a terrorist this season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske3DCmhuSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yBVpl-XOXk0/s1600-h/2411.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352447945019078946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske3DCmhuSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yBVpl-XOXk0/s320/2411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Some new characters joined in as well,&lt;br /&gt;who is President Allison Taylors, her husband Henry Taylors, FBI agent Renee Walker,&lt;br /&gt;Larry Moss, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Same as usual, the show started with and about terrorists’ attacks&lt;br /&gt;However, CTU was no longer exist and was replaced by FBI here&lt;br /&gt;The story began with FBI agent, Renee Walker took Jack Bauer back to their quarter in the middle of his hearing to help the investigation about Tony Almeida.&lt;br /&gt;Together with Larry Moss, they got Tony and found out he was actually working with Bill and Chloe to uncover the person behind all the attacks who is actually at a high position inside the government.&lt;br /&gt;Not only as an action pack but more sensitive plots were included this season&lt;br /&gt;It was as tense, excited but this time, more emotional&lt;br /&gt;It gets you to think a lot in between&lt;br /&gt;There’re lots of scenes where the author try to get you to think when people inside were caught up in a dilemma, did they do the right thing? Will you do the same thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske49wlTHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gui2rFfX_s4/s1600-h/2412.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352450053305998978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske49wlTHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gui2rFfX_s4/s320/2412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I am more than willing to be judge by people you claim represent and I will let them decide what price I should pay. But do not expect me to regret the decision I have made. Because the truth is, I don't"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jack was in the hearing because they charged him for torturing during operations where they raised the first questions:&lt;br /&gt;When you’re facing a terrorist or someone who work with them. You are very sure that they knew some information which can help in saving many innocent lives. You need to get the information immediately but you can’t get them to talk. What you can do is either wasting your time, follow another leads or you can give these people some pain and get them to start talking. So what will you do? Do you consider torture is definitely a wrong thing to do here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what if you have to risk a few innocent life to save more lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfDuVu9VnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jydS12ciiE4/s1600-h/240.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352461883028625010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfDuVu9VnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jydS12ciiE4/s320/240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfDuVu9VnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jydS12ciiE4/s1600-h/240.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfDuVu9VnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jydS12ciiE4/s1600-h/240.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Renee here, broke into an agent’s house who believed was working with the terrorist. In order to get him to talk, Renee has to threaten his wife saying that she’s going to hurt the kid so the wife was terrified and crying while she called her husband. Believed that his family is going to get hurt, he told them the information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Merika was told her boyfriend Dubatku is actually a terrorist and he is their only lead to stop the attack, Jack asked Merika to risk her life and follow Dubatku to the airport for them to track down Dubatku. However, Merika died in the car accident when she tried to stop them. Here raise another question:&lt;br /&gt;Is it correct to risk one or a few innocent lives when you can save more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I remember Renee asking Jack why he seems never feel a thing when he saw people died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfFMAxTVxI/AAAAAAAAABE/M5DnR2NSBUg/s1600-h/243.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352463492309014290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfFMAxTVxI/AAAAAAAAABE/M5DnR2NSBUg/s320/243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It will be alright, it just takes awhile. But you will learn to live with it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;How will you weight when you are facing a dilemma?&lt;br /&gt;When right and wrong seem hard to identify? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Think about it, when you are the president of United State,&lt;br /&gt;and your husband was kidnap by the terrorists,&lt;br /&gt;they threaten to kill him if you don’t follow their commands. Will you or will you not do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfFpNY4VxI/AAAAAAAAABM/ETuxK-ddwUA/s1600-h/248.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352463993912448786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SkfFpNY4VxI/AAAAAAAAABM/ETuxK-ddwUA/s320/248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How can I ask the American people to make scarifies that I am not willing to make myself? I can’t give in. I can’t."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;This was what the president said after she received the phone call, even the terrorists threaten to kill her husband if she doesn’t do what they said, and will send back his body one piece at a time. I really admire her for saying that. There are times when we have to make scarifies, most people choose the selfish way but if you are in the position where your decision will affect millions of lives, how can you make sure you do the right thing? And how will you weight between your loved one and millions of citizen? There are no easy decisions to make tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skgz5MGIdVI/AAAAAAAAABU/RXznhjdGBiI/s1600-h/249.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352585214722340178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skgz5MGIdVI/AAAAAAAAABU/RXznhjdGBiI/s320/249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When you suspect the president’s daughter involved in murdering an important witness of the attacks. A witness who has done lots of bad things, but because he told FBI some useful information so president agreed to protect his life. What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;To uncover the truth or to protect her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are the president however you found out you daughter was behind a murder.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to arrest her or you can actually destroy the evidence to protect her and save the family. What should you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skg0Pjnql1I/AAAAAAAAABc/q7a4b0zHsqA/s1600-h/242.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352585598994126674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skg0Pjnql1I/AAAAAAAAABc/q7a4b0zHsqA/s320/242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;What about you found out your most trusted friend was lying to you and he has harmed innocent lives just to fulfill his own will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all about how to weight between things …&lt;br /&gt;How do you draw your own line between right and wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems death of some main characters already becomes a part of the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skg0mV6qcfI/AAAAAAAAABk/n7AEjK-IJiw/s1600-h/246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352585990452703730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skg0mV6qcfI/AAAAAAAAABk/n7AEjK-IJiw/s320/246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;R.I.P Bill Buchanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skg03ng4IpI/AAAAAAAAABs/0brpsBJ6j2U/s1600-h/247.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352586287234163346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Skg03ng4IpI/AAAAAAAAABs/0brpsBJ6j2U/s320/247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though the plot of the season is a bit too complicated&lt;br /&gt;but all questions that raise in the show are things that worth thinking about&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-848931309840314323?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/848931309840314323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/24-season-7s-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/848931309840314323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/848931309840314323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/24-season-7s-review.html' title='24 Season 7’s Review'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WUMCNCNT_T4/Ske2ugs-4BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8WVHwruFVZM/s72-c/24_Season_7_Cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-1584413135823353854</id><published>2009-06-26T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:02:34.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Music'/><title type='text'>The fallen King of Pop - Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVJBleN7L7o&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVJBleN7L7o&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the best-known album - Thriller&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The death of Michael Jackson is a shock to the world &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael Jackson, whose quintessentially American tale of celebrity and excess took him from&lt;br /&gt;musical boy wonder to global pop superstar to sad figure haunted by lawsuits, paparazzi and failed plastic surgery, was pronounced dead on Thursday afternoon at U.C.L.A. Medical Center after arriving in a coma, a city official said.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Jackson was 50, having spent 40 of those years in the public eye he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/26/arts/music/26jackson.html?_r=1&amp;amp;src=twt&amp;amp;twt=nytimes"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/26/arts/music/26jackson.html?_r=1&amp;amp;src=twt&amp;amp;twt=nytimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by New York Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some words from Twitter :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zac_Efron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIP Michael Jackson. He has always been known as the king of pop and his music has inspired many of us. He will always be remembered.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;taylorswift13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It just doesn't feel real.. Everyone is walking around backstage saying "Have you heard?".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DavidArchie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, I can't get over MJ. I know everyone's talking about it but he deserves the respect. I hope people will appreciate what he's done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;johncmayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson, like James Brown and Prince, are nearly uncoverable. The tunes were about his innate talent and can't really be replicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I truly hope he is memorialized as the '83 moonwalking, MTV owning, mesmerizing, unstoppable, invincible Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think we'll mourn his loss as well as the loss of ourselves as children listening to Thriller on the record player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TheRealJordin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If u enter this world knowing u r loved &amp;amp; u leave this world knowing the same,then everything that happens in between can be dealt with-MJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timeless music doesn't come around often. When it does you remember...Fan or Not.&lt;br /&gt;RIP MJ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please pray for MJ. He is apart of everyones life whether they know it or not. Msnbc says he's in a coma. He needs us more than ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Michael Jackson, the legendary singer, songwriter and dancer&lt;br /&gt;Maybe his life lately was not good enough being a public figure&lt;br /&gt;but his contribution to the music world is undeniable&lt;br /&gt;Even he's gone for good now, his music, his name will always remain and live in everyone's heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-1584413135823353854?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1584413135823353854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/fallen-king-of-pop-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1584413135823353854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1584413135823353854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/fallen-king-of-pop-michael-jackson.html' title='The fallen King of Pop - Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4471709086962635697</id><published>2009-06-25T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:27:46.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Music'/><title type='text'>Boom Boom Pow　　Black Eyed Peas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkkRWjisBfc&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkkRWjisBfc&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got the hit that beat the block&lt;br /&gt;You can get that bass overload&lt;br /&gt;I got the that rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;That future flow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That digital spit&lt;br /&gt;Next level visual shit&lt;br /&gt;I got that (Boom boom boom)&lt;br /&gt;How the beat bang (Boom boom boom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;Them chicken jackin' my style&lt;br /&gt;They try copy my swagger&lt;br /&gt;I'm on that next shit now&lt;br /&gt;I'm so 3008&lt;br /&gt;You so 2000 and late&lt;br /&gt;I got that boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;That future boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;Let me get it now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom Boom Boom&lt;br /&gt;Boom Boom Boom ..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From Black Eyed Peas new album - The E.N.D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have no idea why I like this song soo much&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I find it interesting?&lt;br /&gt;The melody and lyrics is funny &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, too many words lately =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy the song !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4471709086962635697?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4471709086962635697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/boom-boom-powblack-eyed-peas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4471709086962635697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4471709086962635697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/boom-boom-powblack-eyed-peas.html' title='Boom Boom Pow　　Black Eyed Peas'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-249993340858529493</id><published>2009-06-25T05:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:36:58.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>When Miracle happened again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;the United State got into the semi-final of the Confederations Cup dramatically&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was shocked and surprised&lt;br /&gt;As they're facing the European Champion - Spain in the semi-finals,&lt;br /&gt;no one believes miracle will happen again&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, USA beaten Spain with the final result 2: 0&lt;br /&gt;Ended Spain's world record run of 15 successive victories&lt;br /&gt;and their 35-match unbeaten sequence&lt;br /&gt;The commentator said they created a miracle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did they really create a 'miracle' ?&lt;br /&gt;When we use the word miracle, is it a compliment or is it not?&lt;br /&gt;People use the word miracle here, is it purely because they think USA done an amazing job?&lt;br /&gt;Or it is unbelievable and amazing because they underestimate USA at the first place?&lt;br /&gt;When someone say 'USA is gonna beat Spain' before the game,&lt;br /&gt;you will probably say 'they probably need a miracle for that.'&lt;br /&gt;Coz obviously, they are the underdog&lt;br /&gt;However, I wont say this is a miracle after the game&lt;br /&gt;Because in every aspect, USA did beaten Spain&lt;br /&gt;They have solid defend that Spain hardly find a way through&lt;br /&gt;They have threatening attack which made them the first team manage to put the ball into Spain's goal post after 451 mins&lt;br /&gt;If the US footballers also think they need a miracle to go through this they would have failed&lt;br /&gt;If they also told themselves they are playing against the European Champion,&lt;br /&gt;they are playing against the team which rank #1 in the world&lt;br /&gt;then they would have failed&lt;br /&gt;People can underestimate you, but you your self cannot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even I am a fans of Spain&lt;br /&gt;I say USA deserves the victory&lt;br /&gt;This is not a miracle&lt;br /&gt;It is a matter of fact&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too much football lately&lt;br /&gt;Next will be 24 season 7's review =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-249993340858529493?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/249993340858529493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-miracle-happened-again_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/249993340858529493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/249993340858529493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-miracle-happened-again_25.html' title='When Miracle happened again...'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-1397004256200933233</id><published>2009-06-23T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:36:34.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football Passion'/><title type='text'>Do you believe in Miracles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miracles happen mostly at the place called football field&lt;br /&gt;There are no typical strong team on the field&lt;br /&gt;There are no predictable result for the games&lt;br /&gt;You cannot be sure about anything on the field until you hear the final whistle&lt;br /&gt;And this is the most interesting part of football &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take the games on 21/6 as an example&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought USA was hopeless in the Confederations Cup&lt;br /&gt;They have lost two games&lt;br /&gt;They got zero marks&lt;br /&gt;They are at the bottom of the table&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has the chance to qualify but them&lt;br /&gt;However, result of the games showed otherwise&lt;br /&gt;USA defeated Egypt by 3:0 and qualified for the semi-final&lt;br /&gt;No one think they can make it to the semi-final as they are not as strong as others but they proved everyone wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miralces will not happen for no reason&lt;br /&gt;It is luck plus lots of hard work&lt;br /&gt;When everyone else think it is impossible to happen, you still work on it&lt;br /&gt;While everyone think it is impossible for USA to beat Egypt for at least 3 goals&lt;br /&gt;They did it!&lt;br /&gt;When everyone think Italy is the team that has greatest chance to qualify except Brazil ...&lt;br /&gt;They just given up&lt;br /&gt;Even Brazil was leading 3 nil in the games, Italy only need to score one goal to get throught but they didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why watching football is so interesting becoz it is not only 11 people chasing one ball&lt;br /&gt;It is a combination of Skills, Tactics, Hardwork and Luck&lt;br /&gt;It is not only skills that make a team strong&lt;br /&gt;It is not only luck that make a weak team survive&lt;br /&gt;It is a combination of everything above to create the miracles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-1397004256200933233?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1397004256200933233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-believe-in-miracles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1397004256200933233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1397004256200933233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-believe-in-miracles.html' title='Do you believe in Miracles?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-1671379340705758277</id><published>2009-06-19T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:49:27.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Have you ever wonder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never stop wondering ... why these things have to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why two person who love each other cannot be together coz of hell lots of reason?&lt;br /&gt;Being together but realize it doesnt work is one thing&lt;br /&gt;However, knowing you like each other but coz of whatever reason that you know finally you guys will go different way is another thing&lt;br /&gt;And here raise another question : When you know what is gonna happen in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Will you still try it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people try it anyway but without surprise that thing ended the way they "saw" it&lt;br /&gt;Some people give up the chance becoz they believe it the way it will be&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will ask ... Are there anyone who tried and have a different result?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. With lots of love and try and else, some people might sort it out somewhere around the world&lt;br /&gt;However, none of them is around me&lt;br /&gt;All that I have seen are broken hearts that cannot find a way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you try so hard&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever think that maybe ... this is just not the right person&lt;br /&gt;As easy as it seems becoz things go wrong at the first place&lt;br /&gt;That's why no matter how hard you are going to try&lt;br /&gt;It will still goes wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-1671379340705758277?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1671379340705758277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-you-ever-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1671379340705758277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1671379340705758277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-you-ever-wonder.html' title='Have you ever wonder?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-1302643495229873585</id><published>2009-05-25T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:01:32.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Sometimes love just aint enough</title><content type='html'>All the stories we heard&lt;br /&gt;All the stories that we have been through&lt;br /&gt;Told us that, in a relationship.. Love alone, is never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, the one you love doesn't love you back?&lt;br /&gt;What if, everything around don't allow you to be together?&lt;br /&gt;not only a right person, we need a right time, a right place as well&lt;br /&gt;What if, both of you love each other but happiness seems hard to find?&lt;br /&gt;We all know someone we WANT TO be with is completely different from someone we CAN be with&lt;br /&gt;It is always worth trying with someone we love&lt;br /&gt;but it can work out or not, is another story&lt;br /&gt;and we have to know what we are looking for in the relationship&lt;br /&gt;some people just wanna be with someone they love and blind about every other thing&lt;br /&gt;even their own happiness, their true feeling..&lt;br /&gt;But how long can a person go on like this? until they felt tired, until they want to give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a scene in Gossip Girl when Blair was talking to Chuck&lt;br /&gt;"What are we Chuck?" "Last fall you said, we couldn't be together and I believed you."&lt;br /&gt;"But everytime I tried to move on, you are right there...," Blair said&lt;br /&gt;"So now look down deep, into the soul that I know you have. Tell me what you feel for me was real, or is it just a game?" Blair asked.&lt;br /&gt;"If it's real, we will figure it out, all of us,"&lt;br /&gt;"But if it's not, then please Chuck, let me go," Blair said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just a game, I hate to lose... so you are free to go," Chuck answered.&lt;br /&gt;Serena asked Chuck why he said that and he answered "Because I Love Her, I can't make her happy..."&lt;br /&gt;It is good that they found their happy ending because they love each other so much&lt;br /&gt;They never give up and keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;However, not every love can be as strong as this&lt;br /&gt;Some people give up at the begining&lt;br /&gt;Some tried but still give up eventually&lt;br /&gt;Some keep trying and they get through it&lt;br /&gt;But that requires a lot of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul mate is someone who can keep you smiling&lt;br /&gt;Who can dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;Who can be your boyfriend and at the same time your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one you wanna look for whenever you need someone&lt;br /&gt;and the one that you can share everything with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;But there must be this certain person outhere and one day we will meet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-1302643495229873585?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1302643495229873585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-love-just-aint-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1302643495229873585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1302643495229873585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-love-just-aint-enough.html' title='Sometimes love just aint enough'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-7976205380418978802</id><published>2009-05-18T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T05:52:34.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pieces'/><title type='text'>"Imagine"</title><content type='html'>“Imagine” was written and performed by John Lennon. The song was written after Lennon left The Beatles. It was released as Plastic Ono Band’s song at October 1971 (Sheff, 1981). The concept and lyrics of the songs was inspired from Yoko Ono – John Lennon’s wife. Lennon got the idea from her book – Grapefruit (Creswell, 2005). He said that the song was better than other songs that he had written with The Beatles (Sheff, 1981). And this song soon became one of the most influential songs and also the greatest songs of all time. Until now, people still talk about the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Imagine” has been sung and performed by many other musicians as well. One of them was Neil Young, who performed “Imagine” in the America: A Tribute to Heroes. This was a concert organized after the September 11, 2001 attack, to raise money for the victims and their families. It was a tragedy that many people died in the attack which done by the terrorists. Four planes were hijacked by them and two crashed into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center. Another plane crashed The Pentagon and the last plane crashed into a field near Shanksville which killed everyone on board and many others who were working at those places (“9/11 Attack Timelines”, 2001). The whole America was worried and scared because this thing never happened before. Therefore, Neil Young sang this song to spread the message of peace and as well, hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine there's no countries&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for&lt;br /&gt;And no religion too&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living life in peace... (“Imagine”,1971)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lyrics above were telling how good the world would be without war and everyone just living in peace. After so many people were killed in the September 11 attack, this song suited the situation really well. “Imagine there’s no countries”, if everyone can share the world, we don’t have the idea that we should own anything then there will be “Nothing to kill or die for”. All these years, people were fighting against each other for land and everything because we think through violence and killing others we can get whatever we want and show how powerful we are. However, Lennon told us it’s not true. The September 11 attack happened mainly because United States involved in a conflict between other countries which helping one fighting against the other about races and religion differences. Therefore, if people would have followed what Lennon said, the tragedy would not happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madonna performed the same song in the Tsunami Aid: A Concert of Hope. However, she sang it for a different purpose. The concert directed to the earthquake happened on December 26, 2004 in Indonesia. Followed by a series of devastating tsunami, it caused more than 200 thousand people died in many counties. So the American held this concert to raise funds for the victims. Therefore, Madonna sang the song in the concert to spread the message hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine no possessions&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can&lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger&lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of man&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world... (“Imagine”,1971)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The song also spread the idea that we are all living in one world, so we should help each other, which suit the purpose of the concert perfectly. Asking people to donate money and help the victims because there are no possessions and we are “sharing all the world”. If we could give up the idea of identifying people into different classes, with the rich helping the poor, the world can be a better place. We cannot control or prevent natural disaster from happening but we can help each other to overcome it. And this was the reason Madonna chose to perform the song in the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was widely performed in anti-war and charity occasions. Not only in United States but all around the world. This is a song that people will think of whenever thinking about human issues. It can fit any situation as a peaceful world and hope is actually all we need. The song was released at the time when the Vietnam War was happening, a war between communist North Vietnam and South Vietnam which was supported by the United States. United States involved in the war and fought for something that not its own (Underwood, 2003). All these years people fought over religious, races, land and power, therefore Lennon want to bring out his idea of one country, one world, one people (Sheff, 1981). He invited us to imagine the world without heaven and hell, taking away all the religion thoughts and just living for today. He also asked us to imagine a world without countries therefore no conflicts, so we have nothing to fight or die for. Also imagine a world with no processions and this is the hardest part to achieve. Even in the lyrics, Lennon also said “I wonder if you can”. However, Robert Elms argued that can Lennon himself, a millionaire who had a temperature- controlled room in his Manhattan mansion just to store his fur coats’, fulfilled his no processions world (Wilson, 2009, as cited in Elms, 2005)? Maybe this is the reason why he used the word “Imagine”. Not only because he wanted us to use our imagination to think of a world like this but at the same time he knew that a world like this can only happen in our imagination. Nevertheless, he still wished someday the Utopia he dreamt of can come true. Therefore, he sang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may say I’m a dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;but I’m not the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us,&lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one (“Imagine”,1971).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This was the chorus part of the songs which is the most important part. Lennon pointed out that he was not the only “dreamer” and there were many others. He also invited people to join him and believe that if we all work together, someday “the world will live as one”. This part is very strong about we should never give up hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics was the most important part of the song that every sentence in the song gave out a strong message. The words were simple; sentences were short, yet concise. Apart from the lyrics, the music of the song had a great impact to the music world as well. Many musicians used the song as a reference, For example, the piano intro of Oasis’ “Don’t look back in anger” has an obvious similarity to the song and the lyrics in George Harrison’s song, “All those years ago”, mentioned “you’re the one who imagined it all, all those years ago”. No matter the lyrics or the song itself left a legacy to the world even after Lennon has died for so many years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the song has a few similarities to traditional folk music. This song was identified as pop music which listening by a large population and was to everyone. While folk music in other word, is the people’s music. Folk songs are usually songs that express something about life while “Imagine” is also a song talking about life and human issue. Additionally, folk music is also a music that is oral transmission – passed from generation to generation, and the music was not notated, therefore the second person is able imitates the performance or inserts their own additional to the music(Kingman, 1990). Though “Imagine” was recorded; however, there are musicians who took some parts from the song or the idea of the song, then modified it or compose a new song and used “Imagine” as a reference. There were also singers that perform the same song but with different instruments or they rearranged the song. For example, while Madonna sang the song in the concert, she was associated by an electronic guitar with digital delay instead of a piano and she also decreased the tempo of the song; when David Archuleta performed the song in American Idol, he changed a few keys of the notes which made the song sound really different from the original one. Folk music is music that influent people from generation to generation. Even after so many years, people still able to sing it out and remember the lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Imagine”, is a song of all time. This song will always be refreshing for one reason; its voice of optimism and hope for mankind (Underwood, 2003). Although it may only be an imagination world, however, we all need the dream to motivate us for working together and make the world a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-7976205380418978802?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7976205380418978802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7976205380418978802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7976205380418978802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/imagine.html' title='&quot;Imagine&quot;'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-9100067851499991977</id><published>2009-05-11T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:58:29.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Is it yours or Is it someone else's?</title><content type='html'>Some dates always remind us of something or someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun listen to English songs years ago&lt;br /&gt;I dun watch US series years ago&lt;br /&gt;I dun like Hong Kong local football years ago&lt;br /&gt;Green was not one of my favorite colour years ago&lt;br /&gt;Australia was never the country in my "countries i must visit list"&lt;br /&gt;Being in the crowd of the stadium hearing people shouting and swearing was never something I enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;These things all become my interest eventually&lt;br /&gt;becoz of a special someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny that we will eventually pick up interests from someone we loved&lt;br /&gt;Colors, Songs, Movies, Hobbies, etc...&lt;br /&gt;When times go by, they slowly become our interest as well&lt;br /&gt;and somehow we think they are originally from us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember watching his/her favourite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember listening to his/her favourite songs?&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember buying things with his/her favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we do this is becoz somehow we might feel we are closer to each other&lt;br /&gt;These might all seem stupid but everyone does it when they love someone&lt;br /&gt;People left but there're things that stay&lt;br /&gt;They remind you that those things you once had was real&lt;br /&gt;And when you recall all these good memories&lt;br /&gt;They will always bring a smile to your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never forget someone special&lt;br /&gt;tho the feeling changed but they are still special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-9100067851499991977?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/9100067851499991977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-yours-or-is-it-someone-elses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Old friends = cures</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/poUoCggQZd0&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do I do when my love is away,&lt;br /&gt;Does it worry you to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel by the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Are you sad because you're on your own? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I get by with a little help from my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you need anybody?&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody to love.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be anybody?&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody to love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you believe in a love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;What do you see when you turn out the light?&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you but I know it's mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a crazy and busy week&lt;br /&gt;I got myself sometimes to rest&lt;br /&gt;And chatted with my friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old friends are those who can always make you laugh whenever you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;They tell you funny jokes when you are upset,&lt;br /&gt;even sometimes it's not funny at all&lt;br /&gt;But you will still end up laughing coz it's them who's telling&lt;br /&gt;They send you stupid videos just to make u smile&lt;br /&gt;They fake their voice into some stupid cartoon chracters that you can't stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;They know when to talk and when to keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;They know every single detail of your life&lt;br /&gt;They have seen the ugliest face you have ever made&lt;br /&gt;They knew the most stupid thing you have ever done&lt;br /&gt;But they still love you the same&lt;br /&gt;And they share the most precious memories that you have had together&lt;br /&gt;They share the most happiest time in your life&lt;br /&gt;Those times that whenever you think of, you will just smile =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It always feels like home when talking to people that we know for long&lt;br /&gt;Becoz no matter how long we havent talked to each other&lt;br /&gt;We know nothing would have change&lt;br /&gt;We will still make fun of each other and talk about the time that we have shared&lt;br /&gt;Those memories that only we know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We can't change what happened&lt;br /&gt;And we can't change how our heart feels&lt;br /&gt;But we can change the way we see things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just some chats some jokes some laughter with old friends&lt;br /&gt;And it lights up the day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-1315519199935190749?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1315519199935190749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-do-i-do-when-my-love-is-away-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1315519199935190749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/1315519199935190749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-do-i-do-when-my-love-is-away-does.html' title='Old friends = cures'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4378440915385112007</id><published>2009-05-03T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T04:29:35.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popcorn Moments'/><title type='text'>X-Men Origin: Wolverine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4e/Wolverinetheatricalposter_a.jpg/200px-Wolverinetheatricalposter_a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4e/Wolverinetheatricalposter_a.jpg/200px-Wolverinetheatricalposter_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The movie disappointed me indeed&lt;br /&gt;The special effects are great, actors are good as usual&lt;br /&gt;But the plot itself is a bit... weird?&lt;br /&gt;It will be good if you see it as a whole new movie&lt;br /&gt;I dun really like the way they link it back to X-Men&lt;br /&gt;Especially the way he lost his memories&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like becoz he lost his memories in X-Men&lt;br /&gt;So they have to make up something that sound logical for the lost memories which is a bullet through the head&lt;br /&gt;And it seems a bit stupid to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say it is the actors/actresses that support the whole movie&lt;br /&gt;The performance of Hugh Jackman was as good as usual&lt;br /&gt;A man with dark histroy, hatred but wants to start a new life&lt;br /&gt;The feelings and emotions was there from his act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the movie is quite heart breaking as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a scene when Kayla was talking to Logan :&lt;br /&gt;"Elf told him to get the moon a flower from the human's world, to make her happy. But he didnt know that whenever he come to the world, he cant go back. "&lt;br /&gt;"He can only see the moon but can never touch her again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as well as the ending scene :&lt;br /&gt;Kayla lied on the ground and Logan went and check out on her&lt;br /&gt;Gambit asked "Do you know her?""No." Logan answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an Action movie with some love factors and life issues inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rate : 3.5 /5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4378440915385112007?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4378440915385112007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-men-origin-wolverine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4378440915385112007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4378440915385112007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-men-origin-wolverine.html' title='X-Men Origin: Wolverine'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-3035212294498950065</id><published>2009-05-01T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:16:10.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Pursuit of happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After reading all the books and articles about "good life" and happiness&lt;br /&gt;I found myself feeling better about what happened recently&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems against me lately,&lt;br /&gt;I can't get people that i wanna interview for my assignment&lt;br /&gt;I just got out from a relationship&lt;br /&gt;I have problems with my mum&lt;br /&gt;Happiness seems no where to be found&lt;br /&gt;but last nite, before going to bed after completed my another assignment&lt;br /&gt;I watched my fav Taiwan TV show&lt;br /&gt;and I laugh so hard for the first time in 2 weeks time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We can find happiness while watching our fav shows,&lt;br /&gt;listening to our fav songs, or just eating our fav ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;It is no as hard as it seems to happen&lt;br /&gt;It is how we see it&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of shits but since we have nowhere to escape&lt;br /&gt;What we have to learn is deal with it and live with it&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, things are not as hard as we see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always believe that when everything gets really worst in the life&lt;br /&gt;Something good will be right at the corner,&lt;br /&gt;Keep walking and it will come to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-3035212294498950065?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3035212294498950065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/pursuit-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3035212294498950065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/3035212294498950065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='Pursuit of happiness'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-4105902476328968278</id><published>2009-04-27T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:23:16.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Same stories</title><content type='html'>Last nite, I was talking to a friend about our love history&lt;br /&gt;No matter how dramatic our stories might seem&lt;br /&gt;Back to the origin, they are more or less the same&lt;br /&gt;Either being betray or betrayed someone&lt;br /&gt;Being broken or broken others heart&lt;br /&gt;We all did the same things&lt;br /&gt;We are young, we think love is easy to get and  love is just right at the corner&lt;br /&gt;We dun know hwo to cherish&lt;br /&gt;We dun know sometimes people just gone and never come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever read this story?&lt;br /&gt;One day, Plato asked his teacher Socrates, "What is love? How can I find it?"&lt;br /&gt;Socrates answered, "There is a vast wheat fielt in front. Walk forward without turning back,and pick only one stalk. If you find the most magnificent stalk, then you have found love."&lt;br /&gt;Plato walked forward, and before long, he returned with empty hands, having picked nothing.&lt;br /&gt;His teacher asked, "why did you not pick any stalk?"&lt;br /&gt;Plato answered, "Because I could only pick once, and yet i could not turn back.I did find the most magnificent stalk, but did not know if there were any better ones ahead,so I did not pick it. As I walked further, the stalks that I saw were not as good as the earlier one,So, I did not pick any in the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always try to look for the best and let go of those we think is not good enough&lt;br /&gt;But actually there's no such thing called the best&lt;br /&gt;Things only become the best when you see it as&lt;br /&gt;We always try to look for the best wheat but when the day you finally see all the wheat and want to get the best one..&lt;br /&gt;You cant find it back already&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it has been taken by someone else&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe in yr eyes, it's not the best any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect love doesnt appear to be perfect at the first place&lt;br /&gt;We need to work on it to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;It is never easy to find love&lt;br /&gt;So whenever you find one&lt;br /&gt;Dun give up on it easily coz you never know if you never try&lt;br /&gt;Maybe at the end we will be hurting people or being hurt by people&lt;br /&gt;But at least after all these year when we look back&lt;br /&gt;There will be no regrets&lt;br /&gt;Because you know you did try and you did give it all,&lt;br /&gt;even it never turns out to be what you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-4105902476328968278?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4105902476328968278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/same-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4105902476328968278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/4105902476328968278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/same-stories.html' title='Same stories'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-5621944824802913910</id><published>2009-04-25T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:48:21.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Dream Chaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you have a dream?&lt;br /&gt;I am sure everyone has their own dreams&lt;br /&gt;No matter how big, or how small it is&lt;br /&gt;But there is always something that we want to do&lt;br /&gt;something that we know is out of reach but we still wanna try&lt;br /&gt;The thing that we called it &lt;em&gt;Dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A dream is something that you can sacrifice anything for it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the world can be more important than it&lt;br /&gt;No matter how stupid others might see it&lt;br /&gt;No matter how meaningless other might see it&lt;br /&gt;We still want to do it!&lt;br /&gt;As we are living our own life&lt;br /&gt;We dun need to care what others think&lt;br /&gt;Becoz we have a dream&lt;br /&gt;Dream is never easy to achieve&lt;br /&gt;But some people do succeed in chasing their dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend in Hong Kong who is a professional footballer&lt;br /&gt;He is playing for one of the famous local club - Kitchee, now&lt;br /&gt;He started it in 2nd division 3 years ago&lt;br /&gt;In HKFC which I used to watch them play every week and this was how I know him&lt;br /&gt;I knew he was the top scorer in the club but never really pay attention to him&lt;br /&gt;Until one day we finally started talking after a game&lt;br /&gt;The impression he gave me was just a really nice British guy&lt;br /&gt;Later, I know he actually gave up his degree just to stay in Hong Kong for football&lt;br /&gt;He's one year older than me and he stopped study for 2 years just to follow his dream&lt;br /&gt;I really admire him for doing this&lt;br /&gt;People may think it is nothing to be a footballer in Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;Or even stupid being a footballer in Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;Becoz they dun earn as many money as those in EPL or watever league&lt;br /&gt;They dun get famous, they dun have many fans&lt;br /&gt;Probably you go out and ask someone in the street that do they know who's playing for Hong Kong team?&lt;br /&gt;They will say no&lt;br /&gt;But who cares about this?&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone dare to sacrifice their future for something that may become nothing in the end&lt;br /&gt;Especially sometimes we have to go against everyone to follow our dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are really brave&lt;br /&gt;And I heard my friend got plenty of fans now&lt;br /&gt;People start to know about him and papers interview him&lt;br /&gt;The most famous uni in Hong Kong accept him for the degree&lt;br /&gt;And he is going to play for Hong Kong national team (which rank 1XX in the world)&lt;br /&gt;But he did success in chasing his dream&lt;br /&gt;Tho it may seems a tiny little dream for others but it is big to him&lt;br /&gt;And everyone that has a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-5621944824802913910?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5621944824802913910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-chaser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5621944824802913910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/5621944824802913910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-chaser.html' title='Dream Chaser'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-2375112587328078455</id><published>2009-04-24T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:59:22.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Music'/><title type='text'>The Show 　　Lenka</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EC76b0VZQog&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EC76b0VZQog&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze&lt;br /&gt;and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it alone(I've tried)&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow it down&lt;br /&gt;make it stop&lt;br /&gt;or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it's too much&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a lotto be something I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;out of love&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I just can't get enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lenka, the Aussie girl with a dreamy voice&lt;br /&gt;'The Show' was the first single released&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This dreamy voice sings right into the hearts&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a good song can be the healer for stress&lt;br /&gt;Her voice can calm your nerves, smooth your temper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Close your eyes and listen to the song&lt;br /&gt;This is a song about life&lt;br /&gt;Telling us just to enjoy the 'show' since life is a maze that everywhere we go are like mystery&lt;br /&gt;And love is a riddle that no one can ever has an answer about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-2375112587328078455?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2375112587328078455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-lenka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/2375112587328078455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/2375112587328078455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-lenka.html' title='The Show 　　Lenka'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2131117869313540819.post-7249309988322607863</id><published>2009-04-19T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T05:41:10.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pieces'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Not Crazy Over Local Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"Majority of the books that we are selling imported from overseas, because local books and authors are not good enough to attract most people in the country," Manager of Popular Book Company Lim Yew Tat said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Books published outside Malaysia have more variety, higher quality and better subjects. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lim also said that there are plenty of authors in Malaysia but people are not aware of their books. &lt;/p&gt;“Books written in Chinese or English usually have better choices overseas than local books. People buy Chinese books published in Taiwan, Hong Kong and China. English books in United States and United Kingdom” He said, adding that Malaysian authors should improve the quality of books and try writting their own English books to improve the variety of languages in local books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, MPH bookstores retail executive Mohaizam Kasim said Malay Novels sold well in their shop as 60 per cent of their customers are Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim agreed Malay Novels have their readers since there are no other choices, he added that Thailand and Indonesia have Malay authors, however they are not good enough to compete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim added by increasing the numbers of books published in Malaysia may improve the book quality because books with worse contents and subjects will be eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, improving books quality takes time and many efforts, The Star columnist Daphne Lee pointed out that Malaysians have to be better readers before they become better writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools and libraries also play important roles in providing choices and opportunities for young readers and writers, Daphne Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also said that parents should provide a good environment for their child by encourage them to read, also he made himself as an example saying that he built up his reading habit because his family members love reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A news stories written by me for assignment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2131117869313540819-7249309988322607863?l=some-heartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7249309988322607863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/malaysian-not-crazy-over-local-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7249309988322607863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2131117869313540819/posts/default/7249309988322607863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-heartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/malaysian-not-crazy-over-local-books.html' title='Malaysian Not Crazy Over Local Books'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07883813010883897844</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/_WUMCNCNT_T4/SopPkyKGp3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_cfcF40zuQE/s1600-R/6051_104394874628_506974628_1962685_5845686_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
