<?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-3305393029866076472</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:16:59.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A love depravation.</title><subtitle type='html'>For what seems like a lifetime.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-3659485375448946523</id><published>2009-08-27T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:51:43.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those times you wished you were better.</title><content type='html'>Fuck my attitude and fuck the way i handle things. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck the way life has been, and fuck amount of bad luck of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep things simple and short, fuck the mother fuckers who invented fucking probation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-3659485375448946523?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/3659485375448946523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=3659485375448946523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3659485375448946523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3659485375448946523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-of-those-times-you-wished-you-were.html' title='One of those times you wished you were better.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-8758272204782647797</id><published>2009-08-26T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:57:33.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away</title><content type='html'>Who said only birds could fly? I did, well, not literally. I spent 3o mins on an over-sized ferris wheel which gave a view many could only see from a map. See Singapore from above. The many tall towers, old-school HDB houses, some pretty sweet Condos and even some of Singapore's landmarks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty cool, seeing the merlion from way up high, and even Marina Barrage, as well as the floating platform at Marina, and even the F1 track. Sunday afternoon, I glided through Sentosa skies, well, not literally. Took the sky-ride and slided down the downhill roads on a luge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insanely awesome, and am so gonna try it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, dearest's cousin and her boyfriend came all the way from Bangkok, Thailand to Singapore last Saturday night, so both me and dearest took them out for the past 3 days. Well, 2 out of the 3 days, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was spent at Sentosa. We didn't do much as the weather was kind of against us. Went up the merlion, and then had a blast with the sky-ride and luge. The rain teased us a little, drizzling and stopping once every few minutes, so we left for vivo instead. Shopped a little before heading back for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luge was still the bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was their last day here, well technically speaking, it's yesterday, with a few hours to spare. Spent the day at the fliers, then to esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a blast, these past few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're going back to Thailand pretty soon, just a little under 12 hours more, so well, bon voyage! Hope you enjoyed it here in Singapore, and i sincerely hope you had fun touring around, just as much fun as we had. Well next time you come back to Singapore, promise we'd give you a better tour, hehs. Next time, it'll be my turn visiting you in Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, have a safe trip alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, this post ends here. I'll end of with a random picture taken at my house, and don't mind my face in it, it's pretty screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SpQleOuaiAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3FkFlLoN10o/s1600-h/DSC09971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SpQleOuaiAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3FkFlLoN10o/s320/DSC09971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373961456638920706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweetest smiles, they remind us of the happy times.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Off to bed now, still have a little of my project to rush in school tomorrow, so, Adios, amigos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-8758272204782647797?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/8758272204782647797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=8758272204782647797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8758272204782647797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8758272204782647797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-fly-with-me-lets-fly-lets-fly-away.html' title='Come fly with me, let&apos;s fly, let&apos;s fly away'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SpQleOuaiAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3FkFlLoN10o/s72-c/DSC09971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-137103769340922026</id><published>2009-08-20T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:23:13.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rojak! Blogger style.</title><content type='html'>Hey there people. Now this one's going to be a "&lt;i&gt;rojak" &lt;/i&gt;post, so it'll probably be messy, and out of point at times, and i apologize for that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets start this &lt;i&gt;rojak&lt;/i&gt; off with a little comment on school. School's been shit. In everyone's school life, there are those time when the ride gets shitty, when those "nice-guy impression" of a teacher on that first day slowly turns into Satan's minions as time goes by, and friends start going against each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are those teachers who are really proffesional towards their jobs, but there are others who are absolutely paid for crap. No offense, but some teachers are just biased at times, and take sides. They play favouritism, and side students they like, shunning the "black sheep(s)" of the class, treating them unfairly, compared to how they treat their pet students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there are those friends who smile in your face, and have an evil grin, behind your back. It's all part of this cycle in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough with the starters, and on with the next. Memories came flashing by, being that today is the first day of the lunar calender's "7th month". Hungry ghost festival, or ghost month, what others call it. Bad memories of how i broke my hand on the first day of this lunar month some 4 years ago. Some freak incident it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hungry ghost or not, this month sure is full of surprises. Mom's still at the Philippines, finalizing business things, just as dearest's mom, is at Thailand, also for the same purposes. Coincidentally, both our moms are doing the same things. Dearest's cousins will also be coming to Singapore this weekend, so i guess there'll be plenty to do when they arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays are around the corner. Well, not quite. A couple of weeks more, but like every teenager in the world, holidays are just the kind of season we all look forward to. An eventful month this would probably be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little less than two weeks, and it'll be the 1st, all over again. 1st of September at least, and the much anticipated 3rd month of dearest and me. Just so happens to be Alicer's birthday as well. How time flies. Just a couple of months ago i was scratching my head wondering how i failed an interview to get into a course that i wanted, weeks later i got drafted into a shit ass course, and now months flew by, just like hours, and here we are, more than half a year away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies, really too fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of time with wings, it's getting pretty late. The idea of waking up so early the next morning just to drag my feet to school really sucks, big time. But oh well, life's like that. So it's off to bed for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and this is just a random little picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/So139qU3sbI/AAAAAAAAAag/8pHwPaCDXog/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/So139qU3sbI/AAAAAAAAAag/8pHwPaCDXog/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081831740420530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isn't she lovely, isn't she precious.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright then, Adios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-137103769340922026?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/137103769340922026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=137103769340922026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/137103769340922026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/137103769340922026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/08/rojak-blogger-style.html' title='Rojak! Blogger style.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/So139qU3sbI/AAAAAAAAAag/8pHwPaCDXog/s72-c/DSC00061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-6827317491775477009</id><published>2009-08-19T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:23:05.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk down memory lane.</title><content type='html'>A walk down memory lane, i remember clearly the days we always shared. From the very first hug you gave me, to the very first kiss. We had our crazy moments, and some real sweet ones. There are a million and one things I'd remember, and the ones I'd never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our crazy ideas, the very first picnic being one of them. Cooked one whole packet of potato wedges, and even shopped for "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chee cheong fan&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chwee kueh&lt;/span&gt;", just to have a little picnic at east coast park. Pretty obviously, we brought along too much food, and well it started to drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was that one time we went to buy art materials, fancy papers to be exact. It started to pour, and we ran across roads, just to get to shelter. You shouted some words which stunned me for a second, just standing there, stoned. I laughed a little, both of us being drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That crazy night, when you stood outside my window, and shouted the three words i always loved to hear from you, right from the patch of grass under my house. Everyone looked at you, but you didn't care what they had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how we always tried to find ways to kill time, sometimes travelling to all sorts of places, just for a meal. I remember the times we saw eagles soaring through the skies of Kallang, and we just stood at that bridge and watched. I remember taking long walks from Aljunied Crescent, walking through the longest path there was, watching birds catching fish from "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;longkangs&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we went to Pasir Ris Farmway, over and over again. Just to look at dogs. I remember that day we went down together, that day when we first brought Fendi home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember your birthday, it wasn't the greatest, but a surprise it still was. And how could i forget mine, when you stayed over that night, and all of us just had a blast. I remember my dad's birthday, when we went for dinner, just the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times you consoled me, the times you were always there. These are the memories, we know we'd never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SowYTAK8yBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/o21lpLp05Q0/s1600-h/Photo000006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SowYTAK8yBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/o21lpLp05Q0/s320/Photo000006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371695170288666642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love reminds me of how much you care, love reminds me of us&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-6827317491775477009?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/6827317491775477009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=6827317491775477009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/6827317491775477009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/6827317491775477009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/08/walk-down-memory-lane.html' title='A walk down memory lane.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SowYTAK8yBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/o21lpLp05Q0/s72-c/Photo000006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-6482267187423650398</id><published>2009-08-13T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:16:52.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gotta Feeling.</title><content type='html'>Heya peeps. Now i know i haven't been posting for almost a week now, and for that awfully long period of time I've been pretty busy and haven't had found the time to get on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses aside, i'm finally back posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the chance to shout out a birthday wish to Singapore so here's an uber late one. Happy Birthday Singapore, well, belated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest spent most of her time at my house the past couple of days, busy doing her N level art, and now that that's done, we finally have a little more free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've promised to continue, or add on to one of my previous post about random rants so in this post I will. Well first up, we all know that money is a very big issue, to most people. To them, money makes the world go round, or in simple words, "No money sure die". As much as money is a big deal, I'm sure many of you encounter people who HAVE money, but say they don't. For example, you're in need of urgent cash, and intend to borrow a little, or if someone owes you money. You ask a certain someone, and then they go on by saying, "Sorry, no money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later you see them flipping their wallets open, taking out a 10 dollar bill, and buying themselves a crunchie bar chocolate. Now that sucks, big time. You're here asking for a little help, or even asking for something back, and they're there, claiming their pockets are dried up, just so to avoid losing money to someone else other than themselves. Another clear cut example is when you have the money, but intend to spend it on something else. Being honest wouldn't hurt now would it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How difficult would it be to just say you need the cash for something else, rather than saying, "Sorry, no money". No money and keeping the money for something else are two different things, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now another thing that would irritate most people would probably be how you end up getting blamed for something that is never your fault. Take for example, someone ignores you. Someone for some reason or another totally ignores you. Instead of starting a conversation up, he/she goes around and turns things around by saying you're ignoring him, or her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bullshit how some people can't realize their mistakes and instead of admitting to them, they push the blame to someone else, how mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's life for you. These are the kind of people we meet everyday, at every corner, of every street. Some of us may even have these kind of people as friends, some others, barely meet these kind of people. Guess that's just how people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I'm absolutely nuts over this song. It's a new single from Black Eyed Peas titled "I Gotta Feeling".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports fans would probably have heard the tunes at all sports channels for the commercial of the new Barclays Premier League season. This fucking song just fucking rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/bXEbaUXR7JMKyfUX"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/bXEbaUXR7JMKyfUX" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've definitely got a feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule's probably going to be tight for the next few days, having to go and look for something tomorrow, while MCYS on Saturday, as well as dad's birthday. So it's probably gonna be quite hectic. Will post again real soon, but as for now, Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-6482267187423650398?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/6482267187423650398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=6482267187423650398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/6482267187423650398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/6482267187423650398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I Gotta Feeling.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-1166936618662431986</id><published>2009-08-05T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:01:24.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Framing Hanley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SnmetInaaNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Z0yp2TNqXDY/s1600-h/framing+hanley+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SnmetInaaNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Z0yp2TNqXDY/s320/framing+hanley+cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366494929232750802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - Framing Hanley&lt;br /&gt;Album - The Moment&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2008&lt;br /&gt;Link - Myspace&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Alternative, Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Home (3:14)&lt;br /&gt;02. Built For Sin (3:32)&lt;br /&gt;03. Hear Me Now (3:54)&lt;br /&gt;04. Slow Dance (2:57)&lt;br /&gt;05. All In Your Hands (3:32)&lt;br /&gt;06. It’s Not What They Said (3:41)&lt;br /&gt;07. 23 Days (3:26)&lt;br /&gt;08. Count Me In (3:35)&lt;br /&gt;09. Alone In This Bed (Capeside) (3:50)&lt;br /&gt;10. Wave Goodbye (3:13)&lt;br /&gt;11. The Fold (3:07)&lt;br /&gt;12. Lollipop (3:09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Click &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/119280034/cb548c0e/Framing_Hanley-The_Moment-_Reissue_-2008-EXP.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to download.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: Deepfield, Evans Blue, Egypt Central&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-1166936618662431986?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/1166936618662431986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=1166936618662431986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/1166936618662431986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/1166936618662431986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/08/framing-hanley.html' title='Framing Hanley'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SnmetInaaNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Z0yp2TNqXDY/s72-c/framing+hanley+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-471792940259981390</id><published>2009-07-30T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:24:48.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random rants.</title><content type='html'>Hey there. I'm pretty dead beat but before i go off to bed, i wanted to update a little on my blog. Just finished a game of dota and damn, i suck at it like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Dearest and Alicer to bugis yesterday, to buy Alicer's papers. Hers got stolen, unfortunately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty bleak, nothing interesting happening recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, something's been bugging me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, these are just thoughts and views, not intended for anyone, but just sharing the views of one's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a situation when, someone gives an idea, or plan for something, but end up not contributing. Picture this, someone tells you he/she want's to treat you dinner, or ask you out for a movie, his or her treat, and when you say okay, and go for it, you'll end up paying, and even forking out even more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the sense in that? I mean, roles are reversed. It's like you're selling something but instead of receiving money, you're paying the buyer. It's just plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral is, when you open your mouth and say something, make sure you at least try to do it. Sometimes we as humans, have our errors too, facts of life, but even so, be reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the second thing bugging me is how biased some people can be. Now many of us have probably experienced this, in school, or at work. Picture this scene where you go to school late, and end up getting screamed at, or you make a mistake at work, and your boss yells his head off at you. At the same time someone else does the very same mistake, perhaps even worse, or comes later, yet they go by unharmed, like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that just piss you off? It gets pretty irritating after awhile, knowing you can't do much about it without getting into deeper shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biased-ness can just kiss my ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third thing is probably what would irritate most people, the most. Discarding or getting rid of something someone gave to you, something with sentimental values, something i'd call, "priceless".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some of us would probably sell off old stuff at times, but to some limits. I'm sure a sane person with a conscience wouldn't give away or sell away something that has sentimental values, unless really in need of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a watch given to you by someone special, or someone who used to be special. Sometimes it might not cost much, but it's value is beyond any price in the market, for the memories it holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushy and sentimental as it sounds, it's rude to give away things that were given to you by someone else, especially gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if you gave me a present, and i gave it away to someone else, discarded it, or even sold it for cash. Stings, doesn't it. I'm pretty sure none of us wants others to sell away stuff we gave to them. Money can't buy you everything, people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of it is, some things, can never be labelled with a price tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dozen of other things bugging me, but i'll leave it for next time. I'll take all day if i listed them all down, so, enough of the randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a day or so away, to the start of the new month, the little something that reminds Dearest and I, of our new start, in our lives. Two months, time really does fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SnCE1DI5I9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/JScX0cv3iFs/s1600-h/DSC09856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SnCE1DI5I9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/JScX0cv3iFs/s320/DSC09856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363933203108799442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey there, my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, it's getting late, so i'll end it here. "Too Soon", by Hey Ocean, enjoy this, while i prepare to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/HeyOcean-TooSoonofficalmusicvideo.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-471792940259981390?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/471792940259981390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=471792940259981390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/471792940259981390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/471792940259981390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-rants.html' title='Random rants.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SnCE1DI5I9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/JScX0cv3iFs/s72-c/DSC09856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-773678155745012212</id><published>2009-07-27T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:08:04.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a memory to keep.</title><content type='html'>Hello there. It's been quite awhile since i last blogged, mainly because i couldn't find the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a simple birthday celebration at home with parents cooking dinner, and having some friends over. As simple as it was, it was still one i could and would remember for a pretty long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined that people would actually go the distance, just for a simple plain day. While both my parents took the day off from work just for preparing for the day, Alicer actually went and got me a present. Thanks for the Tee, it's lovely. Still you shouldn't have spent so much on just a present, but thanks anyway, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest got me a present too! Crocodile polo tee, now I'm not sure how much that cost you, but must have been costly. Thanks so much, dearest. I freaking love it, i swear. It's sweeter than sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stayed over, for that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty busy lately, helping dearest with her art. Deadline's reaching pretty soon, but I'm pretty sure we could complete it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going out pretty soon, meeting up with dearest before going to get some stuff. Then will have to continue with art again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways before i go off, I'm pretty sure many people, especially Liverpool supporters tuned in to yesterday's game, or even watched it live at Kallang itself. I'm pretty sure no one would be too surprised of the 5-0 trashing scoreline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris! Sorry i couldn't support you at the stadium yesterday, but i did watch the game at home. It was probably a dream come true for you wasn't it, you supported Liverpool since you were a kid after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before any of you gets confused or whatsoever, Harris is a player of the National Team, and he used to be my classmate, and believe me, he's one heck of a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may be a great player now, but look out, he'll be a star someday, after all, many brands are already sponsoring him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best, Harris Harun, hope you haven't forgotten this friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before i forget, this may be random but I'm finding someone who is interested in buying a Playstation 2. I know it's ancient and probably obsolete, but if there's anyone interested, name me an offer, and I'll get back to you. Something below 100, i don't expect much for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably throw in everything i have, which consists of 2 controllers, a memory card, and a shit load of games, original as well as non. This might come stupid but for those who lived dinosaur years and never knew what a Playstation 2 looked like, or even what it was, here's a retard proof picture of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sm1REqzzLcI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9PnIr3uOcec/s1600-h/ps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sm1REqzzLcI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9PnIr3uOcec/s320/ps2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363031871921008066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Basically this is what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone interested, could just drop a comment, or contact me, and don't worry about the price, i'll make sure it's something reasonable. I'll try to give you the best deal you can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, so that's about it. One last huge Thank You to those who wished and remembered, as well as to those who came by and shared the day with me, Thank You. Thank You, Alicer, as well as dearest, on getting me gifts, even though i insisted for you not to. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-773678155745012212?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/773678155745012212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=773678155745012212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/773678155745012212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/773678155745012212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-memory-to-keep.html' title='For a memory to keep.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sm1REqzzLcI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9PnIr3uOcec/s72-c/ps2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-4643917733541838100</id><published>2009-07-23T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:05:06.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clock's ticking, how time flies.</title><content type='html'>Cowabunga dudes! It's a Thursday afternoon and the sun is blazing hot. My apologies for not updating the days before as i was helping dearest with her art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been catching up on anime lately, watching Naruto for the past couple of days and finally I've caught up to the most recent episode. Three cheers to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, haven't been doing much, other than playing on psp, and helping dearest with her art. So pretty much, it's been pretty boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as it describes itself well enough, i'd be happy to move on from describing the boring past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Fendi's behind me being her active self, chewing cheekily on my dad's slippers, i'm just sitting in front of this very comp, listening to a couple of songs which can pretty much get one addicted. Basically music revolves around me, and as much as i'd love to play music, strumming the guitar just ain't my forte, as much as i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at tabs and playing a few notes don't sound so hard, but at times it just gets plain complicated. Still hoping to catch a little of how to play a guitar, well enough, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song can send a powerful message, and playing a tune, singing a song, partying like a rockstar, and pretty much playing in a band has been something I've been wanting to do. Well so far so good, guitar playing's pretty fine, although i screw up quite often enough, but at least i'm getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, everyone dreams, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm not one who counts down to my "big birthday", but somehow this year I'm pretty pumped about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so fast, just a year ago i was called back to court every now and then and even a few days before my birthday i had to spend the day facing the judge, but here i am now, a year later, and thing's have been so much better ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think tomorrow's already the 24th, and that means, just a couple of months away till I'm free again. It's really something worth counting down to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, i'm stopping here, going out to meet dearest pretty soon i guess, so till tonight, or tomorrow, this is where i'm ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song titled "Walk Away", by Aloha From Hell, I'll be leaving you guys with this music video. Enjoy this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/AlohaFromHell-WalkAway.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-4643917733541838100?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/4643917733541838100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=4643917733541838100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/4643917733541838100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/4643917733541838100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/clocks-ticking-how-time-flies.html' title='Clock&apos;s ticking, how time flies.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-806104668126835686</id><published>2009-07-20T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:38:59.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance, your new best friend.</title><content type='html'>Holla! Alright so this is the second post in like, a few hours. It was getting way too boring so i decided to come back to the comp for abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, many of the people who knows me, knows I'm a music freak, aside from many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure there are millions and millions of Paramore fans out there, perhaps even billions. Great news for all Paramore fans out there, because Paramore is coming out with a new album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album has been unnamed and untamed for months and now it's finally coming your way in stores, this September 29th, which incidently is the same as a certain guitar player's birthday, Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first single, "Ignorance", was released on July 7th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many of those who haven't heard of this song, here's your chance to hear it, and boy, hear it from me, it's an absolutely awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmQR_WrtB9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/62QdjgAFBo0/s1600-h/Paramore.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmQR_WrtB9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/62QdjgAFBo0/s320/Paramore.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360429236596049874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/119272786/ebb87d36/Ignorance.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download this single.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new album which will be released come september consists of 11 brand new songs. Some of you might have caught glimpses of live performance videos of two of the new songs, "Ignorance" and "Where The Lines Overlap" at First Midwest Bank Amphitheatre in Tinley Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Track listing of the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmQXB87AkhI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/IC3TUEkJ77Q/s1600-h/paramore+brand+new+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmQXB87AkhI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/IC3TUEkJ77Q/s320/paramore+brand+new+eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360434778778669586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track Listing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Careful&lt;br /&gt;2. Ignorance&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing God&lt;br /&gt;4. Brick by Boring Brick&lt;br /&gt;5. Turn It Off&lt;br /&gt;6. The Only Exception&lt;br /&gt;7. Feeling Sorry&lt;br /&gt;8. Looking Up&lt;br /&gt;9. Where the Lines Overlap&lt;br /&gt;10. Misguided Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;11. All I Wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans all over the world, here's your chance to pre-order this album as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.fueledbyramen.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to pre-order your "Brand New Eyes" albums.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from one of the greatest rock band on earth, many of you should know of another great band called Hey Monday. Smart, with good looks, and one heck of a powerful voice, Cassadee, the lead singer of Hey Monday features in one of The Cab's songs titled "Take My Hand".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the official video of the remix of that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/TheCabFeatCassadee-TakeMyHandRemix.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who loved this song, you can download it here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/119284349/77804f7a/The_Cab_Feat_Cassadee_-_Take_My_Hand__Remix_.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download this song.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping here for now, dearest's at my house now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-806104668126835686?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/806104668126835686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=806104668126835686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/806104668126835686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/806104668126835686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/holla-alright-so-this-is-second-post-in.html' title='Ignorance, your new best friend.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmQR_WrtB9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/62QdjgAFBo0/s72-c/Paramore.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2582131732887771697</id><published>2009-07-20T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:10:23.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane Mondays.</title><content type='html'>Hello hello. Here comes the Monday blues. A mundane Monday, a simple way to put it. Lets talk a little bit about yesterday. Shopping, shopping, shopping. Well, not really me, but dearest did. Accompanied her to get some new clothes and bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went of to Far East, and looked around. I was hoping to bump into any nice bags or jackets, but unfortunately the only jacket i found costs a hundred and fifty bucks. Yes, that's $150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find any nice bags either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest on the other hand bought a bag, and two dresses. We both bought hats two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun shopping around yesterday, it definitely beats the average Sundays i have spent stoning at home with absolutely nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with her spending a little time at my place, before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest is having oral for N levels today, so good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as boring as my day is, I'm spending time playing on dearest's psp again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Of War, a game every gamer should play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmP6xljqCDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JTT4rEllRuQ/s1600-h/god+of+war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmP6xljqCDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JTT4rEllRuQ/s320/god+of+war.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360403711303223346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trust me, this game is as good as it's covers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably gonna go back playing on dearest's psp for awhile. So while I'm lying on my bed lazing around playing God Of War, here's a video you all can watch. "You Are Not Alone" is just one of the countless hits Michael Jackson performed during his time. Lovers or haters of MJ himself, most fans and neutrals alike would agree to the very same thing, that his music is God sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many said before, we all tried to be like Michael, be it dance like him, sing like him, or even moonwalk like him. Many tried to imitate him, but no one, could ever duplicate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the songs many people, would never forget. You will never be alone, Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this one, everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/MichaelJackson-Youarenotalone.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2582131732887771697?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2582131732887771697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2582131732887771697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2582131732887771697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2582131732887771697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/mundane-mondays.html' title='Mundane Mondays.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SmP6xljqCDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JTT4rEllRuQ/s72-c/god+of+war.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-6059828445836393491</id><published>2009-07-18T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:58:44.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The parts and parcels to life.</title><content type='html'>Hello there. Brought Fendi for her follow-up at the vet today. The good news is that her kennel cough, is getting better, the extremely unfortunate news is that, Fendi could be deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still a little shocking to me that Fendi could be deaf after just spending so little time at her new home. My uncle advised me to call up the farm and ask for compensations or if possible change for a new puppy, but i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kind of person who takes pets as goods and return them to manufacturors when they're defected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors told me today that there is a high possibility that Fendi could be hearing impaired, and that we could go to Mt.Pleasant Hospital for a check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably do so when i have the money, but even if Fendi was deaf, she's still family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll be harder to train her being that she can't hear commands. It's alright though, she's still special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, even for a puppy, Fendi's still an active little puppy, a healthy one at that too (Apart from her kennel cough). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be staying home today i guess, bored bored boredommmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, signing off, updates later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, enjoy this piece of video titled "Can You Hear Me Boys", by Aloha From Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/AlohaFromHellCanYouHearMeBoysOffici.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-6059828445836393491?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/6059828445836393491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=6059828445836393491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/6059828445836393491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/6059828445836393491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/parts-and-parcels-to-life.html' title='The parts and parcels to life.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-3842278002091481843</id><published>2009-07-17T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:20:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games and Sports, a man's best friend.</title><content type='html'>Good morning peeps! First of all, i wanna thank dearest for lending me her psp, so i wouldn't be so bored in school anymore. Thank you dearest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's day 3 of my "3 Day MC" just because of a measly flu. It's been pretty alright, these 3 days. Dearest spent the last two days with me, and would be coming over again later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Fendi's behind me, jumping around, chasing my maid's mop as she mops the floor, i'm still searching for a nice psp game to keep me company in school. Any great intros, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to download some games but so far all i have are pretty much the games i used to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto Ultimate Ninja Heroes 2 - The Phantom Fortress. The only game i've played so far ever since downloading game after game into the psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sl_qqtKk2WI/AAAAAAAAAZg/s5fp0_FewvI/s1600-h/naruto-ultimate-ninja-heroes-2-the-phantom-fortress-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sl_qqtKk2WI/AAAAAAAAAZg/s5fp0_FewvI/s320/naruto-ultimate-ninja-heroes-2-the-phantom-fortress-horz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359260100993538402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here's the cover picture for the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if any of you have any intros for any games, drop me a comment alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For soccer fans out there, you guys might relate to this. In a month where it seems to be crazy in sports, with Real Madrid spending crazy money adding Ronaldo, Benzema, Kaká, and Abiol to their list of "Galácticos" , while other players swap rival clubs, with Michael Owen making a move to Old Trafford, and Carlos Tevez moving to the City of Manchester, being a United player for two seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking forward to Chelsea adding a "Marquee" signing or two. David Villa, Frank Ribery, or even Samuel Eto'o would be a good fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was relishing the prospect of Tevez going to Chelsea, but he chose Manchester City instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure does looks set to be an interesting season, with many transfers going on, and i can't wait for the new season to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm about to go now, but before i go, i stumbled upon this great song titled "Time And Again", by "CORRODED', so before i go, here's the music video to the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/CORRODED-TimeAndAgain.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SeeYa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-3842278002091481843?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/3842278002091481843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=3842278002091481843&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3842278002091481843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3842278002091481843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/games-and-sports-mans-best-friend.html' title='Games and Sports, a man&apos;s best friend.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sl_qqtKk2WI/AAAAAAAAAZg/s5fp0_FewvI/s72-c/naruto-ultimate-ninja-heroes-2-the-phantom-fortress-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-3212910929489057067</id><published>2009-07-16T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:09:32.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simming With Dolphins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sl6L1JkNXdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qzQ6vTbWtVQ/s1600-h/swimming+with+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sl6L1JkNXdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qzQ6vTbWtVQ/s320/swimming+with+dolphins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358874351834586578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - Swimming With Dolphins&lt;br /&gt;Album - Ambient Blue [EP]&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2008&lt;br /&gt;Link - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/swimmingwithdolphins"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Eletronic, House, Pop, Powerpop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track Listing : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;02. Pajama Party&lt;br /&gt;03. Sunset, 1989&lt;br /&gt;04. Everything's A Miracle&lt;br /&gt;05. Up In The Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/116448682/e51bda58/Swimming_With_Dolphins.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-3212910929489057067?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/3212910929489057067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=3212910929489057067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3212910929489057067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3212910929489057067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/simming-with-dolphins.html' title='Simming With Dolphins'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sl6L1JkNXdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qzQ6vTbWtVQ/s72-c/swimming+with+dolphins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2746643345524466249</id><published>2009-07-15T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:02:21.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the swine breaks free.</title><content type='html'>Hello hello. It's been a long day spent at home today as i'm down with flu, yes, for the second time in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the deal, with the swine flu spreading like a butter with knife on a slice of bread, doctors don't just give one day MC's anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's so called "Safety Measures" is to hand out longer MCs, interesting. So instead of a normal "One day MC" like in the past for a cold or flu, i'm slapped with a 3 day MC. Sweet, 3 days, just for a flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lovely as it sounds for most of the students in Singapore, as well as adults who'd love a little time off away from work, i still think the measures that have been put in place for the tackling of swine flu is a little, not too sensible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, lets take Republic Poly for example. I'm not here to criticize or anything, but it's just my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how they tackled swine flu. They made all first year students stay home for an extra week of holidays, studying through E-Learning, while the rest of the school had lessons per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where's the sense in that. While all first year students are at home safe from this virus, the other students are still very much vulnerable to it in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take Macpherson Secondary as another example. A student is down with H1N1, and the school decides to take action by giving Leave of Absence(or LOA for short) to that class where the student was from. Didn't it occur to the school that the class wasn't the only one in contact with that particular student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the teachers, or practically half the school's population during recess in the canteen. To me, it just makes no sense. It's true that the risks are minimized, but to what extent. I'd say only 5 percent, at most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these measures enough? Or are they just simply not. It's a thought that has circled around, be it the news, or the web, ever since this virus came about, and i believe, that thought still lingers in many people's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this how we deal with a deadly virus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just all hope that this killer virus is gone sooner rather than later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2746643345524466249?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2746643345524466249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2746643345524466249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2746643345524466249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2746643345524466249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-swine-breaks-free.html' title='When the swine breaks free.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2703936064188194874</id><published>2009-07-14T20:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:44:15.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to forget.</title><content type='html'>Hello there. To start things off today, i woke up feeling all sorts of weak in my body. Generally i wasn't feeling too well. But just because i didn't want my parents to think i'm just finding excuses to skip school, well, i just pretended i was fine, and dragged my sorry ass to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was a bore, absolutely mundane, to the extremest core. Boredom was just the beginning of the misery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i managed to survive till lunch time, hooray. It was a feat i thought i'd never be able to pull. Just when i thought the sweet smell of canteen food and the leisure of being free of boredom was good enough to swallow, my teacher had me stay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for? Well, to be a biased person that he is, and pick a quarrel with me. To those who know me well, you might know i have quite a temper, something i'm trying real hard to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it didn't serve me well today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i continued the day, still in search of something interesting to happen. To my dismay however, boredom still remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had earlier wanted to go home for a rest, as i was really struggling to pretend that i was just fine. The "all sorts of weak" i was mentioning of, was starting to get the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to shiver, eyes got all teary, and my nose went all runny. I wasn't feeling great at all, and i knew it from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself was a very very bad idea. I called up my parents hoping they'd understand, but oh well, just like any other parents, they just thought probably, that i was just trying to escape class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i thought the worst was over, i had to go on forcing myself, pretending i was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrrr, i shivered badly as i awaited the end of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, some justice, school's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Fendi to the vet today, for a checkup. Turns out Fendi isn't too well either. Kennel cough, they call it. Hoping all turns out for the better for Fendi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling all weak, so i'm just gonna lay in bed tonight. But before i go, yes you guessed it, another video. Here's the music video of a song by the band, "Theory Of A Deadman", titled "All Or Nothing", enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/TheoryOfADeadmanAllOrNothing.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2703936064188194874?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2703936064188194874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2703936064188194874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2703936064188194874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2703936064188194874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-to-forget_14.html' title='A day to forget.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-8682665337752715422</id><published>2009-07-12T10:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:35:52.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your new home, dearest Fendi.</title><content type='html'>Good morning people! Meet Fendi, the newest member of the family. She's a lovable little Japanese Spitz puppy. The kind of breed i had wanted to get the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on the 23rd of March 2009, Fendi's an active and playful little Spitz. She has the most angelic little eyes, which was what made my mind so set on getting her. She fitted right in, almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a young puppy, Fendi loves chewing almost everything she sees, including my wet toes after a bath, or even my mom's shoes. Being an active puppy, she drinks a lot of water too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fendi's just plain adorable, and am so glad to have her as part of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having just shed her hair and awaiting the growth of her new coat, Fendi's short coat makes it a little more tiny looking in size, and cuter too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fendi, welcome to your new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to Fendi, everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SllKx7fbtgI/AAAAAAAAAZI/T082P-86wtM/s1600-h/P7110022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SllKx7fbtgI/AAAAAAAAAZI/T082P-86wtM/s320/P7110022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357395453377492482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Adorable, isn't she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SllLOKNWnlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2jvxmHslEM4/s1600-h/P7120025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SllLOKNWnlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2jvxmHslEM4/s320/P7120025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357395938364530258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And yes, she's always thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, am waiting for dearest to come over to my place for lunch, before going out together with my parents to get some stuff for Fendi. Update again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-8682665337752715422?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/8682665337752715422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=8682665337752715422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8682665337752715422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8682665337752715422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-new-home-dearest-fendi.html' title='Your new home, dearest Fendi.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SllKx7fbtgI/AAAAAAAAAZI/T082P-86wtM/s72-c/P7110022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2735730953851866684</id><published>2009-07-11T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:52:00.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The All-American Rejects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Slf-RAumkoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/288Ihc3cMJ4/s1600-h/The+All-American+Rejects+-+When+The+World+Comes+Down+(Official+Album+Cover).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Slf-RAumkoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/288Ihc3cMJ4/s320/The+All-American+Rejects+-+When+The+World+Comes+Down+(Official+Album+Cover).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357029849987191426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;Album - When The World Comes Down&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2009&lt;br /&gt;Link - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/allamericanrejects"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Alternative Rock, Power Pop, Pop Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track Listing:&lt;br /&gt;1. I Wanna&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallin Apart&lt;br /&gt;3. Damn Girl&lt;br /&gt;4. Gives You Hell&lt;br /&gt;5. Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;6. Breakin&lt;br /&gt;7. Another Heart Calls&lt;br /&gt;8. Real World&lt;br /&gt;9. Back To Me&lt;br /&gt;10. Believe&lt;br /&gt;11. The Wind Blows&lt;br /&gt;12. Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/116441417/3a3f0e7a/when_the_world_comes_down.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: Simple Plan, The Fray, Boys Like Girls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2735730953851866684?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2735730953851866684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2735730953851866684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2735730953851866684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2735730953851866684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/band-name-all-american-rejects-album.html' title='The All-American Rejects'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Slf-RAumkoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/288Ihc3cMJ4/s72-c/The+All-American+Rejects+-+When+The+World+Comes+Down+(Official+Album+Cover).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-8968965226529438775</id><published>2009-07-10T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:28:11.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like family.</title><content type='html'>Hello there. Firstly, i apologize for not posting for the past few days. It was mainly because i was down with a fever, and also, i didn't use the comp much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am with my fever all better, but unfortunately, i'm down with flu. Aww, unlucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going to pet farms a lot recently. Yesterday, as well as today, dearest and me went to take a closer look at more breeds of puppies. My mom loves Yorkie terriers, as well as Maltese, but i'm more of a King Charles or Schnauzer lover. But well, like most dog lovers, they like any dogs or puppies, regardless of breeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom likes puppies with long hair too, long coated ones. So we both kinda agreed on Pomeranian, although the one i preferred more was a Japanese Spitz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda relishing on the idea of having either a Yorkie or a Japanese Spitz, but having a Pomeranian was close enough to having a Spitz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm probably going back to the farm to get the Pom tomorrow. A cream coloured Pomeranian with a little shade of light brown, i really can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i'll never forget Coffee, my previous pup, i'm looking forward to the many new memories i'll share with my adorable little Pomeranian companion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Coffee was family, so will my dearest little Pomeranian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SldcOobv5hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ndX6y1w8ChA/s1600-h/pomeranian-training.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SldcOobv5hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ndX6y1w8ChA/s320/pomeranian-training.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356851688222221842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A picture of a cream coloured Pomeranian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, am gonna end here. Probably going to rest early tonight. Hopefully the sneezing stops tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i go though, a little video of The All-American Rejects performing their new song, "The Wind Blows" live on "David Letterman's Late Show". Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/TheWindBlowsLiveonDavidLettermansLa.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ahhh Ahh Chooo. Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-8968965226529438775?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/8968965226529438775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=8968965226529438775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8968965226529438775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8968965226529438775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-like-family.html' title='Just like family.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SldcOobv5hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ndX6y1w8ChA/s72-c/pomeranian-training.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-7580554511486236738</id><published>2009-07-07T19:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:39:51.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever, a bore.</title><content type='html'>Hello there. For all ITE students, school resumed yesterday, as well for Nanyang Poly students. Reported for MCYS after school yesterday, then spent the evening walking around Toa Payoh with dearest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around with dearest and the day ended there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's another school day today. Left for school, but unfortunately got sent home, thanks to a mild fever. Went to see the doc's, and got a two days MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring as it may sound, spent the whole afternoon taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to Saturday. Probably going back to Pasir Ris Farmway to look at that Schnauzer again, and as well as other stuff that i'll need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking forward to owning a Schnauzer or a King Charles Cavalier, although my mom would prefer a Yorkie Terrier, or a Maltese. Although i wouldn't mind owning a Yorkie either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to having another puppy again. The memories I've had with Coffee, my previous dog, a cross mix of a Westie terrier and a Schnauzer, are undoubtedly unforgettable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little pup, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SlM6ZbjFNdI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fdAK_lXBbe8/s1600-h/king-charles-spaniel-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SlM6ZbjFNdI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fdAK_lXBbe8/s320/king-charles-spaniel-small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355688590439691730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;An image of a King Charles Cavalier puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before i end off this post, I'm gonna leave all of you with another music video. This time it's a video of the song "F.U.", by Filipino band, "Bamboo". Enjoy this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/Bamboo-FU.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-7580554511486236738?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/7580554511486236738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=7580554511486236738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/7580554511486236738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/7580554511486236738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-there.html' title='Fever, a bore.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SlM6ZbjFNdI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fdAK_lXBbe8/s72-c/king-charles-spaniel-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-9121752183474634142</id><published>2009-07-07T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:15:13.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SlIi_yGl5iI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZYeim5I04Xk/s1600-h/The+Fray.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SlIi_yGl5iI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZYeim5I04Xk/s320/The+Fray.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355381386073466402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;Album - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2009&lt;br /&gt;Link - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thefray"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Alternative, Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track listing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Syndicate&lt;br /&gt;2. Absolute&lt;br /&gt;3. You Found Me&lt;br /&gt;4. Say When&lt;br /&gt;5. Never Say Never&lt;br /&gt;6. Where the Story Ends&lt;br /&gt;7. Enough For Now&lt;br /&gt;8. Ungodly Hour&lt;br /&gt;9. We Build Then We Break&lt;br /&gt;10. Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/116207268/e7fee39f/The_Fray_Retail.html&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: Five For Fighting, The All-American Rejects, Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;Note: Normal Rip, CD Quality / 320Kbps / MPEG-3 Format (MP3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fray/dp/B001KW90Q2/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1246896671&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to buy album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-9121752183474634142?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/9121752183474634142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=9121752183474634142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/9121752183474634142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/9121752183474634142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/fray.html' title='The Fray.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/SlIi_yGl5iI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZYeim5I04Xk/s72-c/The+Fray.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2417824459921732</id><published>2009-07-06T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:56:49.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little friend, a great big memory.</title><content type='html'>Little memories and flashbacks of the times i used to have when my pet puppy was around, came back way too many times these past weeks. Well to start with, i remember those smiles i had when i had it's company. Named "Coffee" after the mocha coloured coating it had by my dad, she was the next best reason for me to come back home each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sweet memories remind me of the great times i've had with coffee. From the very first moment i met her when she was still a tiny little puppy, tiny enough that as a young boy, i could hold her in my arms and cuddle with it, like a cute little teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dearly remember the first time she slept in the room. We gave it a little mattress, but it preferred the cold hard floor. A mix between a Westie and a Shnauzer, it had instincts of both her mom and dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how much of a glutton she was. She loved food, amongst many others, and i could say, i did pamper her with loads of little treats and food. It kept me smiling, whenever i was around Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how you're doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember so clearly the smiles you gave the whole family. At times we'd get upset when you'd poop around the house, and leave your mark everywhere, but at the end of it all, your presence is the one thing i missed the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times she has shared with me, are memories, no man could ever forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think of the times when Coffee was around, more than ever. Those were the times, when these lovely memories were the greatest times being at home, never alone, never lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder they say, dogs are man's best friend, and as true as it sounds, Coffee has always been that mocha coated, tiny little, man's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deeply wish to have those times back again, to never be alone or lonely again being at home. You changed everything with your company, my dearest little friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not forgotten, Coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2417824459921732?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2417824459921732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2417824459921732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2417824459921732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2417824459921732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-friend-great-big-memory.html' title='A little friend, a great big memory.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-8830759576688751577</id><published>2009-07-04T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:09:14.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch-sc-Schnauzer!</title><content type='html'>Heyheyyy! A little short update for today. As many of you have noticed, i've posted about a couple of bands that many of you have probably never heard of, but might like their kind of music. For fans of pop-punk, or electronica, or even many other genres of music, i hope you enjoy these albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No intention of copyright infringement or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, went to Pasir Ris Farmway with dearest and friends today. Went to see puppies. Puppy lovers, i recommend you guys to drop by Pasir Ris Farmway and take a look. Further in, there's a shop named Pet Movers, i recommend people who are interested in buying a puppy to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap puppies, 101% adorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there last week too, to take a look. Dearest wanted to get me a Mini Schnauzer for my birthday, and i couldn't stop her from changing her mind either. Thanks , my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love with this uber cute Mini Schnauzer. Hopefully it'll still be there when we go back to get it next week. Thanks everyone for agreeing to pay shares for this unbelievably awesome present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and i saw this German Shepherd puppy, probably around 2 to 3 months old. UBER CUTE! I swear i'm gonna have a German Shepherd when i'm older. Well hopefully, i can have a house with enough space to fit it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think i wanted a Golden Retriever as well. Gosh, too much to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go see that Schnauzer again! Well anyways, i'mma end this post right here. I'll leave you guys with a little video of Daughtry's new single, "No Surprise". Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/Daughtry-NoSurpriseOfficialMusicVid.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more of Daughtry, visit his Official website &lt;a href="http://www.daughtryofficial.com/us/home"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-8830759576688751577?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/8830759576688751577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=8830759576688751577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8830759576688751577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8830759576688751577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/sch-sc-schnauzer.html' title='Sch-sc-Schnauzer!'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-8421540270856155050</id><published>2009-07-04T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:54:18.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger Is My Middle Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk96ASSbj7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/jWrsMpvMs_8/s1600-h/danger+is+my+middle+name.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk96ASSbj7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/jWrsMpvMs_8/s320/danger+is+my+middle+name.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354632627294539698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - Danger Is My Middle Name&lt;br /&gt;Album - Sink Or Swim&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2009&lt;br /&gt;Link - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dimmn"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Pop Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track listing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Home&lt;br /&gt;02. Give It Up&lt;br /&gt;03. Find Me Finding Out&lt;br /&gt;04. Chi Town Saints&lt;br /&gt;05. Sink Or Swim&lt;br /&gt;06. Breaking and Entering&lt;br /&gt;07. Swing Away For Golden Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/115955413/2267dc7/Danger_Is_My_Middle_Name_-_Sink_Or_Swim_-_2009.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: Lights Out Dancing, The Friday Night Boys, Red Car Wire&lt;br /&gt;Note: Normal Rip, CD Quality / 192Kbps / MPEG-3 Format (MP3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-8421540270856155050?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/8421540270856155050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=8421540270856155050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8421540270856155050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/8421540270856155050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/danger-is-my-middle-name.html' title='Danger Is My Middle Name'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk96ASSbj7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/jWrsMpvMs_8/s72-c/danger+is+my+middle+name.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-3801202161767756059</id><published>2009-07-03T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:54:36.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2qo1yMjhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/PoTxkF5ENig/s1600-h/amely+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2qo1yMjhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/PoTxkF5ENig/s320/amely+cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354123150622494226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - Amely&lt;br /&gt;Album - On My Own&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2009&lt;br /&gt;Link - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/amelyrock"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Alternative, Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track listing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. I'd Rather Be Alone&lt;br /&gt;02. On My Own&lt;br /&gt;03. Hold Your Breath&lt;br /&gt;04. Have You Ever Known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/115688304/7bba6119/Amely_-_On_My_Own.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: Anberlin, Run Kid Run, There For Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Note: Normal Rip, CD Quality / 320Kbps / MPEG-3 Format (MP3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album available on iTunes, July 14 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-3801202161767756059?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/3801202161767756059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=3801202161767756059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3801202161767756059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/3801202161767756059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/amely.html' title='Amely.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2qo1yMjhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/PoTxkF5ENig/s72-c/amely+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-1529095389651677543</id><published>2009-07-03T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:58:37.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Time Low.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2dTQTfClI/AAAAAAAAAYI/69meRC_0Pak/s1600-h/All+Time+Low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2dTQTfClI/AAAAAAAAAYI/69meRC_0Pak/s320/All+Time+Low.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354108486133156434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Name - All Time Low&lt;br /&gt;Album - Nothing Personal&lt;br /&gt;Year - 2009&lt;br /&gt;Link - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/alltimelow"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre - Pop Punk, Powerpop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track listing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Weightless&lt;br /&gt;2. Break Your Little Heart&lt;br /&gt;3. Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't) &lt;br /&gt;4. Lost In Stereo &lt;br /&gt;5. Stella&lt;br /&gt;6. Sick Little Games &lt;br /&gt;7. Hello, Brooklyn &lt;br /&gt;8. Walls&lt;br /&gt;9. Too Much &lt;br /&gt;10. Keep The Change, You Filthy Animal&lt;br /&gt;11. A Party Song (The Walk Of Shame)&lt;br /&gt;12. Therapy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/115482455/56f0f220/All_Time_Low-Nothing_Personal-2009-SNC.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: The Lights, Forever the Sickest Kids, We The Kings&lt;br /&gt;Note: Normal Rip, CD Quality / 256Kbps / MPEG-3 Format (MP3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nothing-Personal-All-Time-Low/dp/B0028X6L14"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to buy album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-1529095389651677543?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/1529095389651677543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=1529095389651677543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/1529095389651677543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/1529095389651677543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-time-low.html' title='All Time Low.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2dTQTfClI/AAAAAAAAAYI/69meRC_0Pak/s72-c/All+Time+Low.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2701938234676478514</id><published>2009-07-02T17:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:00:20.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His music lives on.</title><content type='html'>Heyheyhey! Instead of another regular post, i decided that i was to do a tribute, to someone i grew up listening to, to a man many young kids tried to imitate on the dance floor, the man everyone knows as the king of pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Joseph Jackson, born in August 29, 1958, in Indiana, U.S. was more than just an ordinary kid. Nicknamed "Big Nose" by his dad, Michael, the 7th child of the Jackson family, made his singing debut as the lead singer of the band his brothers formed, the Jackson 5. He was only 10, when he started singing his heart out, capturing the hearts of millions, all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was labelled as the king of pop, as his career slowly propelled to be one of the greatest careers, anyone could ever wish for. With hit singles like "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", he dominated the charts all over the world. Michael, is one of the few artists to have been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame twice, his other achievements include multiple Guinness World Records—including one for "Most Successful Entertainer of All Time"—13 Grammy Awards, 13 number one singles in his solo career, and the sale of 750 million records worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of his death, he was preparing for This Is It, a series of 50 concerts that would have been held at the O2 Arena in London at the beginning of July 13, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael, was a man whom to me, was too good for this world. He was a humble, down to earth man, an electrifying performer, and a loving character. As troubled as he was talented, Michael has been under fire from the media, for most of his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What these people never saw in him, was the caring and selfless man that he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you wanna make the world a better place,&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself and then make a change." (Taken from the song "Man In The Mirror")&lt;br /&gt;Michael not only did what he could as a human being, he changed the world with his god given gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the greatest legend to ever rock the stage, Michael Jackson, i salute you. Michael, you Healed the world, and you never stopped, till you had enough. You gave everyone a Thriller, and like you've rocked everyone's world, You rock my world. You are not alone, Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all Michael fans out there, here's a copy of the album that topped the billboard charts, and made history for Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2eYZMATRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qoVaWS83_dA/s1600-h/thrillerzombiecover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2eYZMATRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qoVaWS83_dA/s320/thrillerzombiecover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354109673928674578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track Listing :&lt;br /&gt;01. Wanna Be Startin' Something&lt;br /&gt;02. Baby Be Mine&lt;br /&gt;03. The Girl Is Mine (duet with Paul McCartney)&lt;br /&gt;04. Thriller&lt;br /&gt;05. Beat It&lt;br /&gt;06. Billie Jean&lt;br /&gt;07. Human Nature&lt;br /&gt;08. P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)&lt;br /&gt;09. The Lady In My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zttzbm5zcyw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2701938234676478514?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2701938234676478514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2701938234676478514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2701938234676478514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2701938234676478514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-music-lives-on.html' title='His music lives on.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hKhrhevVEY/Sk2eYZMATRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qoVaWS83_dA/s72-c/thrillerzombiecover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-5208927759031281994</id><published>2009-07-01T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:17:37.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First, of many to come.</title><content type='html'>Heyheyyy! A little belated wish to my dearly beloved. Happy First month, my dear! Your love, is beyond describable, and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a little boring, considering i didn't do much. Slacked around for abit, with a couple of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the thing, have you ever just sat around, talking with some friends, then all of a sudden someone you don't even know comes up to you and starts scolding you for no appropriate reason? Don't you just hate it? Well, it happened to me today, and i sure hated it as hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was just sitting down, lighting a cigarette, talking with my friends when all of a sudden, this lady came up to me and asked if i was "Cassidy's" friend. First of all, lady, i know no Cassidy. So i told her no, POLITELY, and she acknowledged it and went off, but said "don't let me catch you giving him cigarettes" before walking off. Secondly, lady, why should i give him one when i don't even know who he is in the first place. So alright, along came his dad, pulling Cassidy by the shirt. This time, as i looked back to see what was going on, she came back again, insisting i knew her son. Excuse me madam, you caught your son smoking, what does that have to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started shouting at me like i was her son and she caught me smoking, so yeah, i gave her a piece of my mind. Silly as it might sound, and pathethically stupid, she even threatened me to watch out, and that she'll get the cops after me. I find it embarrassing enough for her that she had to find out that her son smoked and embarrass both herself, and her son in public like that, she still had to go on and make a complete fool out of herself by shouting in public, knowing she was in the wrong. Clearly, everyone who saw thought it was dumb, and even laughed at her when she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally wrecked the mood i was in, but whatever it was, i'm just glad it's done with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all that was done with, and after the cops she apparently called screened us, i cabbed down to fetch dearest, before heading to leisure park for dinner. Pastamania's baked rice is still the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a couple of CD's and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night watching "Ong Bak", with dearest, as well as Kolyn, and Jun Hui. Absolutely loved the show. Oh, bought the show "Beautiful Boxer" too as well. Watched it before, but, wanted to watch it again. It's a nice show, so if you're interested then well, go get the DVD or something. You'll love it, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i shall end this post here for now, am gonna go song hunting again. But before i go, here's a video of a song that, well to me, is really meaningful. "Red", by Daniel Merriweather, most of you have probably heard of it or even seen the music video, but for everyone out there, enjoy this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/DanielMerriweatherRed.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-5208927759031281994?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/5208927759031281994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=5208927759031281994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/5208927759031281994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/5208927759031281994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-of-many-to-come.html' title='The First, of many to come.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305393029866076472.post-2206622780063514569</id><published>2009-06-30T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:20:08.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old, in with the new.</title><content type='html'>Heyaaaa! I'm backkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first, i recreated the whole blog as i wanted to change the whole layout. Well, as many readers used to read my old blogs, word have been spreading that, well, to some, i've been going around cheating other "girls" money. bla bla bla, it just sounds, pure dumb. well who ever started this craze, i'll take my hat off to you, you've pretty much just made yourself look, well, just that little more dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, so secondly, to start things new, i wanna thank my old readers who helped me out in the past and i wanna say thanks, to everyone who's always been there. Thanks a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so the deal is, for the past month or so, nothing interesting has been happening around. Pretty much has been quite a boring holiday but well, there has been times when it's been pretty fun too. A little countdown, just four months more to go, before i finally am free of probation. Gosh, can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't wait for tomorrow. Most probably catching "Transformers 2" tomorrow with dearest. Well yea i know i'm slow and many of you have probably have caught it a million times, but oh well. Excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end this little post here, but i'll leave you guys with a little video. &lt;br /&gt;For all Papa Roach fans out there, here's the video to their single, "Hollywood Whore" from their latest album "Metamorphosis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid630.photobucket.com/albums/uu22/taintedlibertyblog/PapaRoachHollywoodWhoreOfficialVide.flv"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos, for now! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305393029866076472-2206622780063514569?l=taintedliberty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/feeds/2206622780063514569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305393029866076472&amp;postID=2206622780063514569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2206622780063514569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305393029866076472/posts/default/2206622780063514569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taintedliberty.blogspot.com/2009/06/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old, in with the new.'/><author><name>Ritche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16326895006433184745</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/_0hKhrhevVEY/SZ7EynQ3LII/AAAAAAAAAQY/T9YmJYk4S-M/S220/you%27re+the+sweetness+in+my+life.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
