<?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-1798215250305501114</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:54:51.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Illyndarn ::</title><subtitle type='html'>Behind the many facets of masks, there hidden a familiar piece of memory as it struggles to let loose of itself..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-1226649902248725278</id><published>2010-07-15T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:11:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT assignment GO Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/SoaXiJdNuUk/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SoaXiJdNuUk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SoaXiJdNuUk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-1226649902248725278?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/1226649902248725278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=1226649902248725278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/1226649902248725278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/1226649902248725278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-assignment-go-green.html' title='IT assignment GO Green'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-8024691006759566723</id><published>2010-06-02T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T11:57:43.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Signals - The Similar Duo: In the Midst of Noon (part 2)</title><content type='html'>The sky was bright, with rays of warm&amp;nbsp;sunlight showering the inbihitants below. The noon was scorching, and Keith could be seen wandering on the streets down his block, who had just finished buying his supplies from the occult shop. His heart sank from minute to minute, the vivid scenes of the class earlier still haunts him,&amp;nbsp;"&lt;i&gt;What have I done wrong? It was a mere affection..&lt;/i&gt;" He whispered silently, tears of pain and agony&amp;nbsp;rolled down his cheek. He pushed the front gate weakly, and went straight into the house to his sister in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Oh there you are honey. Where've you been? You missed lunch,&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Jaine said as he sat himself down at the bar counter.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;N-nah, nothing. I just went down to the occult shop to get some supplies,&lt;/i&gt;" Keith replied with much angst.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Are you ok? Did you just cry? Why are your eyes red? What's wrong?&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Something just got- &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;-Don't give me stupid excuse like that boy. Now spill, I'm your big&amp;nbsp;sister. Is it about your mentor?&lt;/i&gt;" his sister snapped before he could finish his sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith went silent, with his dear sister by his side, he&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;losing his grip this time&amp;nbsp;as tears couldn't help but falling down once again, Jaine came to his comfort as he sobbed, while patting him on his shoulder. Keith spoke gently,"&lt;i&gt;The mentor...I hate Alchemy class sis. I hate it so much&lt;/i&gt;." He spoke with such grief that his voice shivered, deep down Jaine's heart, it pained her to see her brother like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-8024691006759566723?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/8024691006759566723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=8024691006759566723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/8024691006759566723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/8024691006759566723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/06/mixed-signals-similar-duo-in-midst-of.html' title='Mixed Signals - The Similar Duo: In the Midst of Noon (part 2)'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-4678695378134324852</id><published>2010-05-31T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:04:44.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am The Firebird's Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/LzJE6DPfTI0/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LzJE6DPfTI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LzJE6DPfTI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-4678695378134324852?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/4678695378134324852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=4678695378134324852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/4678695378134324852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/4678695378134324852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-firebirds-child.html' title='I Am The Firebird&apos;s Child'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-3647600341104951036</id><published>2010-05-29T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:44:08.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chun-Li Rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll come clean, yes, I adore Chun-Li since I first played Street Fighter 2 back in the days, and that was when I was 9. If you're pretty much an arcade gamer, you should know the latest Street Fighter franchise is out - Super Street Fighter IV and I'm happy that Chun-Li is on the box cover of purchase (yupe, I'm an ardent Chun-Li fan):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMpX5bS99I/AAAAAAAAAOg/yu0jOZu292g/s1600/sfchun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMpX5bS99I/AAAAAAAAAOg/yu0jOZu292g/s200/sfchun.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So some brief information about this game, it's changed from a 2D graphics to 3D character models - which is beyond fantastic. However, the background still stuck at the traditional 2D plane as it doesn't give the player to be able to switch and rotate around the arena like other games, for instance, Soul Caliber. Capcom has also brought back all of the original characters from SF franchise, adding some new ones like Crimson Viper, El Fuerto etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Despite all those cons, fret not 'cause SF IV is still quite a game for people who loves fighting games - like &lt;i&gt;moi&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's one issue though that has been bothering me ever since, seems like everyone's complaining about Chun-Li's thighs getting bigger and bigger, it's as though they've gotten some steroid injections or something. As a matter of fact, they are HUGE and from the looks of it, they're even bigger than some of the male character's legs. Here's a sneak peek:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMtZlDb8CI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tIuHaWqPpek/s1600/screenshot_3773_thumb300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMtZlDb8CI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tIuHaWqPpek/s320/screenshot_3773_thumb300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would you just look at that? It's no wonder people keep ranting about her thighs, they're monsterous indeed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-But as for me, I think they're perfectly fine just the way they are. If you must know, all (yes i mean &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt;) of her moves involves rapid organ-piercing kicks and it's perfectly logical that overtime she has built up tons of muscles in her legs. I mean try doing Hyakuretsukyaku (Hundred Rending / Lightning Kicks) for 10 freakin' years yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She might not be the most feminine girl as you see, but she's definitely got her own stance in everything that she does. So for those who complains about her legs being too muscular and all that jazz, please stop and just accept it just as how it is. It doesn't hurt you, if you really dislike their sizes, just don't play her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-End of Story-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-3647600341104951036?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/3647600341104951036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=3647600341104951036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/3647600341104951036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/3647600341104951036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/chun-li-rants.html' title='Chun-Li Rants'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMpX5bS99I/AAAAAAAAAOg/yu0jOZu292g/s72-c/sfchun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-1277323833639708612</id><published>2010-05-28T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:23:34.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Cocoa - my dog</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to have at least 13 posts by now for my IT assignment, but heck, you can see it for yourself, it's barely 7. So for the upcoming posts, they're just gonna be short, brief and perhaps with lots of pictures and videos (that is if I have that amount of pictures and videos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved animals, be it hamsters or lions (hahah I know, you obviously can't keep a lion at home!!). I never thought I'd have a dog in my life, well at least not at this stage.. So - meet my dog - Cocoa (it's a he by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99F8ej6dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/c-ooVXH3EbA/s1600/DSC01266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99F8ej6dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/c-ooVXH3EbA/s200/DSC01266.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99NfeJK1I/AAAAAAAAALA/uqPEWSxA9lE/s1600/DSC01267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99NfeJK1I/AAAAAAAAALA/uqPEWSxA9lE/s200/DSC01267.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99RGx__nI/AAAAAAAAALI/7hUxQHD4vZ8/s1600/DSC01270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99RGx__nI/AAAAAAAAALI/7hUxQHD4vZ8/s200/DSC01270.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aww, isn't he cute?? He's been with me for almost half a year now, and yupe, I love him more and more each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-1277323833639708612?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/1277323833639708612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=1277323833639708612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/1277323833639708612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/1277323833639708612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/meet-cocoa-my-dog.html' title='Meet Cocoa - my dog'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_99F8ej6dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/c-ooVXH3EbA/s72-c/DSC01266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-3232620728753587133</id><published>2010-05-28T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:58:21.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of great days and melancholic farewells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, it's a Thursday and I'm supposed to have a co-op briefing at uni. Instead, I decided to ditch it went for karaoke session with &lt;a href="http://pinkypiggybel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Belinda&lt;/a&gt; and gang. (Trust me, I'm not being a bad kid here, this is life) =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So for dinner, we went to Full House at Jalan Yap Kwan Seng and I fell in love with the whole decoration ideas of the restaurant. Not to mention the countless attempts to actually get a nice picture of us in the mirror...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAEBvlJIY_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/6qi5qqNlbJg/s1600/Angkasa+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAEBvlJIY_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/6qi5qqNlbJg/s200/Angkasa+044.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;attempt 1 - epic fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMfivGEc2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/pu_-Nd7dogE/s1600/Angkasa+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMfivGEc2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/pu_-Nd7dogE/s200/Angkasa+046.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;attempt 2 - epic fail...again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMgKdno-NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/dw-aLpdMa8Y/s1600/Angkasa+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMgKdno-NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/dw-aLpdMa8Y/s200/Angkasa+047.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and there - final attempt, a successful one =p=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't possibly be uploading every single camwhore pictures here so you guys can view it in my facebook ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, to sum it all, the day ended with such melancholy, and hereby to Hui Kee: have a safe trip back home and to Aussie, and all the best in whatever you do!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMjjxGaU0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/5GwSle6BpFk/s1600/Angkasa+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAMjjxGaU0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/5GwSle6BpFk/s320/Angkasa+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-3232620728753587133?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/3232620728753587133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=3232620728753587133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/3232620728753587133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/3232620728753587133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-great-days-and-melancholic-farewells.html' title='Of great days and melancholic farewells'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAEBvlJIY_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/6qi5qqNlbJg/s72-c/Angkasa+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-60030556132300563</id><published>2010-05-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:40:55.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerpal's You Kicked My DAAAWWG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/t1McLNqjIvU/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1McLNqjIvU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1McLNqjIvU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-60030556132300563?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/60030556132300563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=60030556132300563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/60030556132300563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/60030556132300563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/kerpals-you-kicked-my-daaawwg.html' title='Kerpal&apos;s You Kicked My DAAAWWG!'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-6119233657863767385</id><published>2010-05-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T11:52:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, some people might have a question in mind: &lt;i&gt;How the heck am I going to pronounce &lt;/i&gt;'Illyndarn'&lt;i&gt;?&lt;/i&gt; Before telling you its proper pronunciation, let me just tell you how I got this name (as pf what MOST people had asked me).&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Illyndarn&lt;/i&gt; is actually a word that just popped into my mind one fine day. You see, when I was an angsty teenager, I used to write stories. Yes, some really stupid stories by some boy who lived his own imaginary world. So, that little insecure boy was in his chair, venting out his grunts in the form of short stories while ignoring his teacher in the midst of the class. The story's called &lt;b&gt;Phoenix Princess - The Dueling of Both Worlds&lt;/b&gt;, which was supposed to have 3 sagas, each having 12 chapters. Haha, at least that was what the boy had in mind. So in the story there were two worlds: The Unvivid World (a foreign dimension) and The Equal World (our place called Earth), which they were both connected through a gateway called The BorderDoor (sounds stupid a'ight?). Ultimately, as what you can see from the title of the story, the &lt;i&gt;Phoenix Princess&lt;/i&gt; was the guardian of the gateway, preventing any trespassing of inhabitants from both worlds into each other, and problems arose when the tool to guard the door, the &lt;i&gt;Phoenix Ruby&lt;/i&gt; was stolen. Hence, the &lt;i&gt;Phoenix Princess&lt;/i&gt; was forced to retrieve the missing ruby and hunt down all villains who have crossed the gateway into the mortal world of Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from there, &lt;i&gt;Illyndarn&lt;/i&gt; was born. It is a region actually, the heart of the land of Elves, with other major regions such as Panleot and Pyssipini. Well, you can say Illyndarn is kinda like the capital of all, it is where the Elven Royalty resides. Haha, I'm sorry, I could already hear some grumbles about the post eh? Well, to cut short, it's pronounced Aa-ii-lin-darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-6119233657863767385?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/6119233657863767385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=6119233657863767385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/6119233657863767385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/6119233657863767385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-some-people-might-have-question-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-396165223341816051</id><published>2010-05-26T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:49:15.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days (part 2)</title><content type='html'>And the crazies were still not gone!!! Introducing Womanish Ting - my first college buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD9-ovW0pI/AAAAAAAAANg/PioNnuB5oi0/s1600/25691_10150161026335527_502680526_12170519_4938547_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD9-ovW0pI/AAAAAAAAANg/PioNnuB5oi0/s200/25691_10150161026335527_502680526_12170519_4938547_n.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's her. Oh goodies, we were rebellious, angsty, playful 18 year-olds, what can you expect. (=p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD-XWW7AgI/AAAAAAAAANo/XMk6aRssnck/s1600/25691_10150161026340527_502680526_12170520_4041154_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD-XWW7AgI/AAAAAAAAANo/XMk6aRssnck/s200/25691_10150161026340527_502680526_12170520_4041154_n.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD-qVsuL-I/AAAAAAAAANw/6BBeCrLRyl4/s1600/25691_10150161026345527_502680526_12170521_4239801_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD-qVsuL-I/AAAAAAAAANw/6BBeCrLRyl4/s200/25691_10150161026345527_502680526_12170521_4239801_n.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and yes, I braced myself for putting this picture. So there you go)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-396165223341816051?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/396165223341816051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=396165223341816051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/396165223341816051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/396165223341816051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-old-days-part-2.html' title='The Good Old Days (part 2)'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TAD9-ovW0pI/AAAAAAAAANg/PioNnuB5oi0/s72-c/25691_10150161026335527_502680526_12170519_4938547_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-2678938039719617982</id><published>2010-05-25T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:48:26.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gone were the days of pure innocence, naive and angst...and when I glance back through it, pieces of memories begin to unveil bits by bits. thus, bringing the full force of nostalgia unto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-A2-9lnUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TIdI7KOTqS0/s1600/n624473148_1233226_1110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-A2-9lnUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TIdI7KOTqS0/s320/n624473148_1233226_1110.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that was when we were all in our sweet 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-BHlQp4kI/AAAAAAAAALY/2tiUq1ue_Yw/s1600/n624473148_1233233_2833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-BHlQp4kI/AAAAAAAAALY/2tiUq1ue_Yw/s320/n624473148_1233233_2833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my very own sweet 16 at Kiku Zakura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-Bc8_fMjI/AAAAAAAAALg/dEGsOGKQdOw/s1600/n624473148_1233221_9964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-Bc8_fMjI/AAAAAAAAALg/dEGsOGKQdOw/s320/n624473148_1233221_9964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that was Kezanne's sweet 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had our crazy moments too - perhaps being the craziest bunch in the whole school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-B0BMYpGI/AAAAAAAAALo/8ApG7lFvJZY/s1600/6056_145639862563_833257563_3426205_5184643_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-B0BMYpGI/AAAAAAAAALo/8ApG7lFvJZY/s200/6056_145639862563_833257563_3426205_5184643_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-B7fxrdpI/AAAAAAAAALw/kPXy60vRXZc/s1600/6056_145639877563_833257563_3426207_356461_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-B7fxrdpI/AAAAAAAAALw/kPXy60vRXZc/s200/6056_145639877563_833257563_3426207_356461_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-CD1t5kDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qmf3_AHcfbI/s1600/6056_145639882563_833257563_3426208_757243_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-CD1t5kDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qmf3_AHcfbI/s200/6056_145639882563_833257563_3426208_757243_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-CLJqqgSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hf349gM5dXs/s1600/6056_145639887563_833257563_3426209_1676812_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-CLJqqgSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hf349gM5dXs/s200/6056_145639887563_833257563_3426209_1676812_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-CZWOsYVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XFsZWKrKqw4/s1600/6056_145639872563_833257563_3426206_6850616_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-CZWOsYVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XFsZWKrKqw4/s200/6056_145639872563_833257563_3426206_6850616_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-Ch45TZ7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2NlLTx4qaGo/s1600/n862415485_5202548_8804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-Ch45TZ7I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2NlLTx4qaGo/s200/n862415485_5202548_8804.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(no, we weren't kissing - - )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Talk about the crazies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aowayne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-2678938039719617982?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/2678938039719617982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=2678938039719617982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/2678938039719617982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/2678938039719617982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-old-days-part-1.html' title='The Good Old Days (part 1)'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_-A2-9lnUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TIdI7KOTqS0/s72-c/n624473148_1233226_1110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-8737374341542460856</id><published>2010-05-25T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:16:05.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been eating KFC for yonks, and I never realized how they reduced the size of their burgers till this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_97BOqu8RI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cTTSdB47f1w/s1600/DSC00065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_97BOqu8RI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cTTSdB47f1w/s200/DSC00065.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, compare this (which I bought at a Ramlee burger stall just by the road outside Maybank):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_97Wb7drUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LCa94PTwQgI/s1600/DSC00066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_97Wb7drUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LCa94PTwQgI/s200/DSC00066.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the difference? Ramlee burger cost me RM 2.80 and KFC burger set cost me RM 5.90 but it could barely fill my stomach to even half. So much for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-8737374341542460856?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/8737374341542460856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=8737374341542460856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/8737374341542460856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/8737374341542460856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-havent-been-eating-kfc-for-yonks-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_97BOqu8RI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cTTSdB47f1w/s72-c/DSC00065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-1788209218276770272</id><published>2010-05-24T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:02:52.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parted Two - In The Midst of Noon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He tossed his bag and threw himself on the bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a day&lt;/i&gt;, he thought. Keith Summerain wasn't quite a studious student, as a matter of fact, he got himself barred from the examination a couple of times, not because of horrible performance but 'cause of ditching the class all the time. Keith had always loved Alchemy class ever since the class started, it was as though there were something that kept tight of his attention - and that was his mentor. While lying inn bed, Keith's heart felt warm, songs of birds chirping by the window, his mind still lingered on memories in class, visualizing the un-vivid scenes of his mentor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Keith, get yourself down NOW and help me out with the lunch meal!!!"&lt;/i&gt; his sister, Jaine yelled.. With that&amp;nbsp; strength oof the voice, she could easily be heard even from far as miles away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The quiet noon was broken by the yellings of his sister. He lazily dragged himself up and rushed down to his sister. "&lt;i&gt;There you are dreamy boy. What were you doing upstairs?&lt;/i&gt;" His sister asked just as he went to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Nah, I was just chilling. The scorching noon is making me drowsy sis,&lt;/i&gt;" He replied slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You know, it's weird to see you not missing any Alchemy class this sem. Are you up to something in school?&lt;/i&gt;" Jaine asked with much suspicion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;N-no...nothing's up sis. It's just that I feel bad for ditching classes. After all, you're the one's paying my fees, a'ight?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Liar. C'mon. Spill the beans. Wait, lemme guess, you've got a hot mentor that's why?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I don't know. Don't ask me. Urgh!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;I'm heading to the occult store now, bye!!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keith hurried off as he stuck the last plate on the table. In the midst of the scorching noon, his heart still pounds from the mixed uncertainties about his mentor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gosh, that was close. But it's nothing wrong to have a little crush on my mentor a'ight&lt;/i&gt;, he whispered silently ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-1788209218276770272?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/1788209218276770272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=1788209218276770272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/1788209218276770272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/1788209218276770272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/parted-two-in-midst-of-noon.html' title='The Parted Two - In The Midst of Noon'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-4212680192678066560</id><published>2010-05-23T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:01:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of random boredom and Severe fatigue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First off, I'm freakin' sleepy at the moment and this is because I stayed up 'till 5 a.m. in the morning, which leaves in severe fatigue state, not to mention &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;bloodshot eyes&lt;/i&gt; -&amp;nbsp; like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_kPLv3WH8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/K-hZIzqRltE/s1600/fig10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_kPLv3WH8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/K-hZIzqRltE/s200/fig10.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;note: I scared the hell outta myself when I inserted both eyeballs into this post. So, I'm just gonna put one eyeball in the centre in the hopes that it would not freak people out like it did to me =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---Also, forgive me if this post &lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;accidentally&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; bores any of you guys out. Please understand that my brain is not functioning properly as it should be - and it sucks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But one thing's for sure, all those exhausted energy used was very much worth for the day. (ps: Lynn and Bev, you guys are the greatest MOFOs &lt;i&gt;eva&lt;/i&gt;!!!!) So after running errands with our very Ms.Lynn and Ms.Beverly, we went up to Genting Gohtong Jaya for dinner with Lynn's family - including 2 of her cool aunties and her somewhat cute cousin. Just in case you didn't know, I had my first time of my life tasting "Trionychidae".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*lm-arse-o*!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sounds alien to you? Check the picture below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_kTZ7M5gkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BE8Ku6Iiwok/s1600/220px-Pelodiscus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_kTZ7M5gkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BE8Ku6Iiwok/s200/220px-Pelodiscus.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got-cha back there??? HA HA HA. Well, if you're Chinese I'll give you a tight slap in the face if you don't know what this is. Fine, if you're seriously blurrrr about it, here's the definition &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trionychidae"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trionychidae&lt;/a&gt; (from wiki. - shut up, I'm not searching info for assignment, so wikipedia is allowed.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;=p=p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahaha. Ok, by the way if you have noticed and/or heard some music playing in the background, I've added a music player on the right side of the web. "&lt;i&gt;I know, it's red in color and it &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOESN'T&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;play nice music does it?&lt;/i&gt;" Well, I do hope you fellows would like the music as I find it quite peaceful and &lt;i&gt;chillax-ing&lt;/i&gt;. It's even &lt;strike&gt;more orgasmic&lt;/strike&gt; better when played softly when you're having your dinner and speaking of which, it's way past my dinner time. So I guess that's all for now. Ciaoziess!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-4212680192678066560?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/4212680192678066560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=4212680192678066560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/4212680192678066560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/4212680192678066560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-random-boredom-and-severe-fatigue.html' title='Of random boredom and Severe fatigue'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_kPLv3WH8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/K-hZIzqRltE/s72-c/fig10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798215250305501114.post-8707098139295334575</id><published>2010-05-21T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:29:48.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on blogosphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, if it wasn't for IT assignment I would have never thought of coming back to blogosphere. (so it's either 'thank you' IT or 'so much for that' IT.) Bah, but I sure wouldn't mind some little writings for now since I desperately need to brush up on writing skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, how long has it been? 3 years I guess since I had my last post. Darn, feeling a little nostalgic now, not to mention it still gives me the creeps from the past dreadful experience..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday has always been quite a boring day, bores the sh!t out of me for just any matter and here I am, sitting in front of the monitor cracking my head up for ideas, which I bet eventually leaves me like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_ZRIATNsfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/at--pPMViTQ/s1600/pked.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_ZRIATNsfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/at--pPMViTQ/s320/pked.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right, "no condition for &lt;strike&gt;battle&lt;/strike&gt; brainstorming"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5.27 pm here, guess that means NAP TIME for moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sleep tight =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798215250305501114-8707098139295334575?l=illyndarn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/feeds/8707098139295334575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1798215250305501114&amp;postID=8707098139295334575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/8707098139295334575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798215250305501114/posts/default/8707098139295334575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illyndarn.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-on-blogosphere.html' title='Back on blogosphere'/><author><name>Aowayne Halliwell Whisperwind @ Iv@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10949390691505798026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/TABnWPe8rxI/AAAAAAAAANA/rEeqWFygOaY/S220/1_lg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zl2liCSK3j8/S_ZRIATNsfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/at--pPMViTQ/s72-c/pked.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
