<?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-5506083929127093863</id><updated>2011-07-31T14:09:50.741+08:00</updated><category term='Portraiture'/><category term='Sunset'/><category term='motoGP Malaysia'/><category term='Close Up'/><category term='Reshmonu'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='cityscapes'/><category term='Sepang International Circuit'/><category term='Guiness Arthur&apos;s Day'/><category term='Arthur&apos;s Day'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='Announcement'/><category term='sunrise'/><category term='Flowers'/><category term='Sunway Lagoon'/><category term='Casey Stoner'/><category term='herds of heapopotamuses'/><category term='Dusk'/><category term='blabbers'/><category term='dawn'/><category term='Autumn Scenery'/><category term='KualaLumpur'/><category term='Black Eyed Peas'/><category term='skies'/><category term='Valentino Rossi'/><category term='piggusnosaurus'/><category term='Dani Pedrosa'/><category term='tic tac toe'/><category term='Outdoor Shoot'/><title type='text'>C l a r i t y U n f o l d</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7156530347920320326</id><published>2011-04-30T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T21:46:34.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabbers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Re-Entry</title><content type='html'>after disappearing for like centuries in bloggersphere...&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i've this urge to just vent my thoughts and words that i can't possibly say out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much do we mean to another's life?&lt;br /&gt;how someone "used" to be your friend? then became acquantaince?&lt;br /&gt;how that little existence of yours seem to not shine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, we always picked how we want to be. there are those who would always be there for you when you need but unable to. there are those who seem to care but they are not bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you define a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how far would you go for someone? how far would someone go for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tick tock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wondering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tock tick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- still wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compliments showered upon you are like tunes to your ears...&lt;br /&gt; truth told to you are like gold you should keep...&lt;br /&gt;lies within compliments are the poisons that would turn your life insideout.&lt;br /&gt; despite all of these unworthy words of mine, i still could get that feeling within me to describe the thoughts within my mind that seem to be imprisoned inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise, my next post will not be an emotional post... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7156530347920320326?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7156530347920320326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2011/04/re-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7156530347920320326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7156530347920320326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2011/04/re-entry.html' title='Re-Entry'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-2454487763352420120</id><published>2010-10-13T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T03:15:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exploration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we move through crowded streets towards that restaurant that we were told to try. along the way, we caught sight of someone or a scent of the stall. detour? ignore? or just forget about our initial plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often we seek what we couldn't and would take what we've now for granted without knowing that we did. comfort zone is what we often neglect because it has provided us so much that we didn't actually care about its existence. BUT if ever taken away, we would be b*tch*n about it non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaping and trying isn't exactly in the same context&lt;br /&gt;--leaping is "let's do it and see how it goes"&lt;br /&gt;--trying is "let's do it and if it fails; turn back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you able to take that leap? or you would just want to try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our very existence is the living proof that reality is just as real to others; we might be the object that others idolize upon or simply a reason for them to believe in life. like some of the emails or forwarded messages would say. everyday, there would be at least 5person who would actually think of you--for whatever reason... if we ceased to exist, these 5person would be disappointed and affected in someway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could anything be not about you or about me? and for once about US? these are such common phrases thrown about among couples, friends and family. no man is an island (of course woman as well) its never about just one, its always about two or more. to have something but unable to share, that would be like winning number one in a race of ONE. having the best of anything but without anyone caring about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single moment in life, we explore into the unknown. even if we do repeat or routinely conduct the similar activity--we might not be having the same experience. LIFE itself is a VARIABLE and WE are VARIABLE as well. the only consistent is that we're willing to allow these two variable to continue evolving and pursuing the ever growing progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-2454487763352420120?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/2454487763352420120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/10/exploration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2454487763352420120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2454487763352420120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/10/exploration.html' title='exploration'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7608694872859587843</id><published>2010-09-15T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:12:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6months Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unclejoshua/4992636780/" title="Fisherman Wharf 2 by UncleJoshua, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/4992636780_8c71a63451.jpg" alt="Fisherman Wharf 2" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UncleJosh has been away for his blog for approximately 6months??? last post was march 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way... i'm sorry for not posting up much as i'm usually venting off short phrases through twitter you could find me on twitter at @unclejosh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would like to start posting random things again soon though...&lt;br /&gt;or you could come support me at my &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/joshualeefx"&gt;Fan Page&lt;/a&gt; aka http://www.facebook.com/joshualeefx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7608694872859587843?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7608694872859587843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/09/6months-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7608694872859587843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7608694872859587843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/09/6months-away.html' title='6months Away'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/4992636780_8c71a63451_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-5794408343490282973</id><published>2010-03-15T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:48:52.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dawn'/><title type='text'>Seeking Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4434807153_4dd4e5e8f7_o.jpg" alt="Dawn Scenery" width="650" height="326" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in morning, when the sky is still dark... we seek light to illuminate our life. there it was, the sun shining through the dark clouds of the night to light up the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in joy,&lt;br /&gt;we seek pain,&lt;br /&gt;in pain,&lt;br /&gt;we seek joy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contradicting? give it a thought... you might have been through it before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-5794408343490282973?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/5794408343490282973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/seeking-light.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/5794408343490282973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/5794408343490282973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/seeking-light.html' title='Seeking Light'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-880602508163018504</id><published>2010-03-14T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:15:56.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>blue after grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was running some errands,&lt;br /&gt;stucked in the car due to heavy down pour,&lt;br /&gt;was on potty playing audi a4 challenge,&lt;br /&gt;rain slowed down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got off car to complete errand,&lt;br /&gt;beams of yellow rays shun through the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;on the way back upon completion,&lt;br /&gt;the grey dark sky has cleared,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue filled half the sky,&lt;br /&gt;white clouds filled the sky,&lt;br /&gt;yellow lining on the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;orange hue between those lines,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seem so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;the best often happens after,&lt;br /&gt;the worst that could be,&lt;br /&gt;the more we suffer; the more we appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above wasn't meant to rhyme. it was just short sentence blended together to release the words that was overflowing out of my head the moment i saw those moments on my way back home. despite the fact that i do not have a camera in hand (in which i wish i had), i would engrave this beautiful moment into my mind as a reminder on how things could turn out good despite how bad it seems to be right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not jump to conclusion even if the obvious has been shown. things might not as it seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-880602508163018504?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/880602508163018504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/blue-after-grey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/880602508163018504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/880602508163018504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/blue-after-grey.html' title='blue after grey'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7089401152732809369</id><published>2010-03-13T07:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:12:15.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Breaking Through Dawn</title><content type='html'>there was hardly any light in the sky, i guess the sun hasn't reach the horizon just yet. as it progress through the morning from just the tip of the sun (orange hue across the sky lighting up the clouds) to the sky being WHITE again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magical moments are brief and short. cherish it or else... it would be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through our everyday life and our interactions with those around us (relationships - family, friends, your other half or colleagues).  in our everyday life, that break of dawn seems beautiful and awesome because it's a short lived moment of everyday. a mere 30mins out of a 24 hour day. in work, we might be working throughout days, weeks or even months just to have that breathe of relief and sense of accomplishment when the project is finally over and accepted; err... maybe within 1-3days. if the work was done within 1 day, your sense of relief is not as big as compared to a task that took you longer and more tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to interactions with those around you, there's always that something that someone did right or said right that makes us feel that the person could fit into your life. just like a puzzle. Living through life is like putting together a puzzle. that person would fit into your puzzle and of course, there are times when you try putting other pieces, you would realize that the previous piece might not be the right one, maybe right shape but different color? or a different direction fitted in? as each piece slots into a right spot, you would feel of security/completion but how long those this feel in comparison? that's why i always believe that there's always the right word at the right time at the right place would make anyone like you or even stop hating you but of course... there's also the WRONG word, WRONG time and WRONG place. i guess its because that we often favor the "wrong" that when we get it right, it feels like a jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE chocolate? or LOVE ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine your staple food is chocolate ice cream. would you still want to have it as a dessert or have a craving for it if you skipped a few meals of chocolate ice cream? we often desire the things that we could least get and once we have it, things just change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7089401152732809369?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7089401152732809369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/breaking-through-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7089401152732809369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7089401152732809369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/breaking-through-dawn.html' title='Breaking Through Dawn'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7643141723700994530</id><published>2010-03-09T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T01:49:14.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Days in Summer</title><content type='html'>how things would be with that someone that has brought so much change in life but she just realized that she's not sure of anything with you right after a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would she be reacting to everything you do after she knows that things are going on and she suggest that "we really should be friends" during a pancake session after an outing that she totally didn't enjoy? and she kissed you just because she had to... a gesture? and she suggest to discuss about the break up after she finish the pancake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in life would have something for others talk about. there are people who bitches about our everyday life and they just seem to not understand how we are actually in reality. just seeing us through their rose-tinted shades (note the "shades"), everything just seem darker and more worthy to bitch about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday in life we often seek what we never could as that would be the dream that we kept chasing, one thing that keep us going. without things that's unreachable, we wouldn't keep going. there must be something that we aim that isn't reachable... we would finally reach it and there we would stop without realizing that there's more for us to achieve. we would just stop at that and make that our comfort zone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7643141723700994530?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7643141723700994530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/days-in-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7643141723700994530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7643141723700994530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/days-in-summer.html' title='Days in Summer'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7374497294904769503</id><published>2010-03-04T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:16:29.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cityscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skies'/><title type='text'>a Month too late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4378617930_2f9a1067bd_o.jpg" alt="Blue Sky 2984" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry sorry... i think my last post was exactly a month ago but not 30days yet :P since feb has only 28days. anyway, things has been tied up and i don't know what i could be doing yet. anyway. work has been rather normal. life... i guess there has been pretty much up and down here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. i'm being totally random right now. perhaps a random post up from time to time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is over, and my harvest this year is the worst ever. in fact, i didn't even go bai nin at all. the usual tradition of bai nin with my boys has been broken. don't know why, just didn't go bai nin. missed lots of outings and also one of my boys' birthday too. hope i wouldn't be missing the coming two birthday in march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i would have to be heading off to bed in a while or else i would die from exhaustion or migraine tomorrow at work. a very pack day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look up,&lt;br /&gt;look down,&lt;br /&gt;think left,&lt;br /&gt;think right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk ahead,&lt;br /&gt;walk back,&lt;br /&gt;roll over,&lt;br /&gt;lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7374497294904769503?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7374497294904769503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/month-too-late.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7374497294904769503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7374497294904769503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/03/month-too-late.html' title='a Month too late'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7209262213416355136</id><published>2010-02-04T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:08:01.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Close Up'/><title type='text'>Disappearence</title><content type='html'>Sorry people, haven't had alot of time on my hand to actually update my blog but i thought since valentine's day is around the corner... why not contribute abit to the festive marketing gimmick? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2726/4330436254_7ef14de70a_o.jpg" alt="LoveisAround" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone or something that isn't meant for us but then again it depends on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovers smile,&lt;br /&gt;lovers cry,&lt;br /&gt;love makes you smile,&lt;br /&gt;love shouldn't make you cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7209262213416355136?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7209262213416355136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/02/disappearence.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7209262213416355136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7209262213416355136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/02/disappearence.html' title='Disappearence'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-2950107304639926382</id><published>2010-01-11T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:39:15.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>2nd Random post</title><content type='html'>hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;been busy with work and random issues...&lt;br /&gt;this is a second post with a rather odd shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4262976850_72f89092ec_o.jpg" alt="Puma-Bangsar" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahead of things we're always seeking,&lt;br /&gt;leaving behind things we thought we do not need,&lt;br /&gt;hoping that we will find better,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing we had the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan ahead,&lt;br /&gt;do it for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;not the one around you,&lt;br /&gt;as they want the best for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-2950107304639926382?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/2950107304639926382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2950107304639926382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2950107304639926382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-random-post.html' title='2nd Random post'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-943371832909164414</id><published>2010-01-05T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:41:11.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tic tac toe'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year - 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's start off the year with something on the lighter note, seeing i haven't been posting up much of my stuff. perhaps i could start posting up something more fun. a shoot for puma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4247000226_a182ee237c_o.jpg" alt="tictactoe" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010 is a brand new year to start off... any new year resolution you might want to share with me? or the world? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, first you've to win the tic tac toe challenge first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a step at a time,&lt;br /&gt;a decision at the time,&lt;br /&gt;a mistake over time,&lt;br /&gt;repent through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-943371832909164414?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/943371832909164414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/943371832909164414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/943371832909164414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year - 2010'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-3200505809155234365</id><published>2009-12-31T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:06:59.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Last day of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The year is ending. in less than twelve hours, the calendars replaced and you cannot put 09' anymore as it would be 2010 and it does looks weird if we put 10' as a shortform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;there isn't alot to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been through ups and downs. a very scary roller coaster of emotions. shards of pain across my chest and there's also jolly halo over my head. how? suck it in and smile. another day ending and a new year arriving. things would always change and alter but i'm sure we're able to adapt to it one way or another. afterall, mankind has survived worse throughout history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year in advance as i would be working throughout eve of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;*cheers* all the best in the year to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year coming,&lt;br /&gt;another year leaving,&lt;br /&gt;new memories found,&lt;br /&gt;old ones kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-3200505809155234365?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/3200505809155234365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/3200505809155234365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/3200505809155234365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-2009.html' title='Last day of 2009'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-3806167079115465841</id><published>2009-12-13T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:09:27.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autumn Scenery'/><title type='text'>Autumn in December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2491/4181268738_efe6db8316_o.jpg" alt="Autumn In Malaysia" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Autumn Autumn, the most bestest favouritest among the four season for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time when leaves fall and flowers wither, awaiting the cold winter to come about--giving way to new leaves and flowers to bloom in spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Norah Jones's newest album (the fall)  in front of my comp with these speakers, looking at this picture--everything seems so properly placed together. right music for the right scene. she has good voice along with the right tune, makes my room feel so perfect. if only there's real leaves falling ontop of my table now, i would feel like i'm right there in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;seemingly confused,&lt;br /&gt;knowingly convinced,&lt;br /&gt;wickedly smiling,&lt;br /&gt;happily broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: don't ask if i shot this... i shot it in malaysia.. okay? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-3806167079115465841?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/3806167079115465841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/autumn-in-december.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/3806167079115465841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/3806167079115465841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/autumn-in-december.html' title='Autumn in December'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-6429335344854945667</id><published>2009-12-10T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:38:09.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piggusnosaurus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herds of heapopotamuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Across the Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/Sx_BkdQQlDI/AAAAAAAAABw/jcENqpFsS6M/s1600-h/6a00c2251d4790f21900e398b1ec280002-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/Sx_BkdQQlDI/AAAAAAAAABw/jcENqpFsS6M/s320/6a00c2251d4790f21900e398b1ec280002-500pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413258109194900530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well... stole this picture off the internet. i'm going to shooting from morning until midnight and i don't think i would have any chance to post anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is just a mark of a duration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been two years and now everything is across the vast space created through many agonies and miseries. the gap in between is huge.  this movie was about a pair of lovers who has come together from two parts of the world.  different background, different culture and different ways of living yet falling in love. the feeling of falling in love with the person rather than the physique. being able to know what the other person would be like in whichever situation. knowing they would smile, smirk or laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warm feeling within your heart and tummy. butterflies in your tummy whirling around. you world seem to be spinning and you become a little kid. heart pumping hard while wanting to the thrill of being near the person. you just lose your cool and at times, things that appear in your mind would come out of your mouth. even the most obscene and weird stuff that might scare the person away. i believe all these only happen once in your life? perhaps twice for those lucky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subsequently, every other would seem different. not bad, not worse, not "just not good enough" but rather just different. you would feel warm and happy--feeling in love but perhaps the thrill would never be there. is that why people say your first love are normally the one you can remember for life? because that's when everything is so pure and love is everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random random random~! hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings drifting apart,&lt;br /&gt;moments wanting adrift,&lt;br /&gt;urging every motion&lt;br /&gt;for the heart to love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-6429335344854945667?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/6429335344854945667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/across-space.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/6429335344854945667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/6429335344854945667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/across-space.html' title='Across the Space'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/Sx_BkdQQlDI/AAAAAAAAABw/jcENqpFsS6M/s72-c/6a00c2251d4790f21900e398b1ec280002-500pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7002488223673450685</id><published>2009-12-02T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:56:09.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Night Thoughts</title><content type='html'>started off before 12am of December 1st of 2009 but only decided to start typing at 14minutes to 1am. lingering around the room and chatting randomly with people i've not been talking to for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4149944267_dbdc263fbe_o.jpg" alt="Night-at-Putrajaya" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is nice to catch up with some of the people that used to be around me or people that i used to chat with on a daily basis. things has happened, people come and go but friends would always be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts aroused through the memories triggered with occurence around us are the cause to how we react to certain incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complicated phrase? i just type as i thought of the words to depict what i've in mind. either way, i realized i've been randomly making up sentences lately and spilling them out onto papers instead of on my blog. most of these papers would be thrashed in dumped into the bin. i miss how i used to pick up a paper and just write random things long time ago, back in college years. as bad as some of those thoughts came to be, at least it was a way to vent off. when i started blogging, things that appear on the blog has to be decent or perhaps give a more appropriate perception on who i'm. i can't be screaming out loud on how cruel the world could be... could i? perhaps some of my entries had made things sound so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eitherway, do not look at my words in such upset modes. look at it as just words spatted out at you for a little pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find the picture above makes me fixate on things i don't usually do. more like i've always been a person who's observant towards unimportant things or i would still ignore things that made life worth living. i would seek meaningless things rather than looking around me and cherishing these beautiful things around me. for that, i would thank you for it. best wishes and may only the good would be along your way. glad you've done well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7002488223673450685?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7002488223673450685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7002488223673450685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7002488223673450685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-thoughts.html' title='Night Thoughts'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-4849592385019541977</id><published>2009-11-02T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:51:30.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Conjured Feelings</title><content type='html'>Was talking to a friend on msn the other day, probably weeks ago by now. She was acting weird and the way she type was rather deflective and so I decided to probe the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked about her bf and all but she was not answering the questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the conversation brought us to a halt when she said, "he's a nice guy and he's a great bf...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean? He has done nothing wrong, he has been nothing but great. The crucial point would be that you feel lesser for him. He hasn't done any mistakes, at least insufficient for you to leave him. What becomes of the relationship? Drag it on further? Or force it to end? &lt;br /&gt;He has been a sweet heart but you feel the certain annoyance as he tries harder to pamper you because the way you look at him has changed. He hopes to fix the problem. Would it help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl doesn't neccesary has to have feelings for someone else. She probably just meet more people in life, done more things in life and experienced a whole lot more. All these would change how a person react and behave. Perhaps what the guy has is no longer a vital need for the girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, I believe a relationship that heads this direction... The guy is often the one being left behind... He's stagnant in life while the girl has moved along. I would agree that guys cheat... They show higher percentage of infidelity but when they do love.... They would pour their soul into it, often making them grow slower in terms of life; not size. :D&lt;br /&gt;Girls fall in love with a guy for who he is and what he is. As time pass, the girl would often hope for or wants the guy to adapt and change... Etc etc... 15 years down the road, the wife says... "How come you're not the same man I fell in love with 10 years ago?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we answer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would end up wondering, what's the thing in life we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very dear friend told me. Being with a person and calling the other person sweet names doesn't make you in a relationship. A relationship is where you guys can't get enough of each other. Wanting to see each other all the time. Wherever new place you go, nice things you see, great food you taste... All of which you want to share with the person. When you go shopping or grocery packing, when you buy milk... You don't only think of buying milk; you think of what brand she might prefer... Low fat? Hl? Magnolia? &lt;br /&gt;A relationship is where the two shares everything in life... And continue to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-4849592385019541977?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/4849592385019541977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/11/conjured-feelings.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/4849592385019541977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/4849592385019541977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/11/conjured-feelings.html' title='Conjured Feelings'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-2034983219663644700</id><published>2009-10-31T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:00:48.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how how?&lt;br /&gt;what is memories?&lt;br /&gt;how is it that when we watch movies or animations or anything like that...&lt;br /&gt;guy meets girl, spends a very short time together, no love yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow through hardships, something sparked off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after something bad happens... they went adrift or apart....&lt;br /&gt;the only memories they had would be of that few days together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days of memories made them miss each other so dearly... even in the show, the only few memories they show are the ones spent together for that few days... few days of memories made the guy willing to face all the dangers of life just to be with her again. emotions, love, feelings are just so powerful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about memories that has been through years? are these worth enough to fight? worthy enough to stay on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are humans able to devoid themselves of such thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wordings placed,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts entered,&lt;br /&gt;phrases saved,&lt;br /&gt;memories sealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-2034983219663644700?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/2034983219663644700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2034983219663644700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2034983219663644700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-4600530131405569636</id><published>2009-10-29T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:05:00.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casey Stoner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentino Rossi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sepang International Circuit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motoGP Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dani Pedrosa'/><title type='text'>motoGP 2009 in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>not much pictures to update as most of my shots are not with me now... :( these are what i've at the moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time around, the weather isn't so cruel... at least all three category get to finish the race... the bad thing would be that the main event, 500cc motoGP has to start off the race under the rain and wet track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3477/4054672465_4c47fde031_o.jpg" alt="Casey-Stoner" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casey was rather good... he was leading the pack way way ahead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4054672555_9c5c4c1f8c_o.jpg" alt="Dani Pedrosa" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dani was maintaining it's rhythm all out... keeping at 2nd place throughout the race.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4055413640_09578157ed_o.jpg" alt="Valentino-Rossi" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy was playing safe... he would still win the wholechamp title if he finish 4th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall... it was a decent weekend but i have become an indian to most of the people... people talk to me in BM thinking i'm a malay and etc etc.... argh!!!! hate it... hahaha... oh well... going to be a tanned josh for the next few weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from someone in the media centre, "another chapter of motosports has ended, let's prepare for the next one".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladness swept over,&lt;br /&gt;relieves anxiety,&lt;br /&gt;knowing it,&lt;br /&gt;calms me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-4600530131405569636?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/4600530131405569636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/motogp-2009-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/4600530131405569636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/4600530131405569636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/motogp-2009-in-malaysia.html' title='motoGP 2009 in Malaysia'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-1052003421511686288</id><published>2009-10-27T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T02:37:14.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KualaLumpur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dusk'/><title type='text'>Beautiful City</title><content type='html'>Love sitting down and looking out the balcony to such a phenomenal event that happens everyday... despite of the repetitive routine... it's a unique scene every single day... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/4047514344_232f8588e6_o.jpg" alt="KL-turning-dark" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could do this every single day... but then... i'm sure you guys would be bored of seeing such a shot everyday... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts kept,&lt;br /&gt;feelings kept,&lt;br /&gt;memories kept,&lt;br /&gt;emotions kept,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could all these be thrown away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-1052003421511686288?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/1052003421511686288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-city.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/1052003421511686288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/1052003421511686288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-city.html' title='Beautiful City'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-9179783945659745357</id><published>2009-10-20T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:09:58.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Jamie &amp; Jennifer's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Couple of weeks back, was shooting for a colleague's best friend. He couldn't do it himself as he's the BESTMAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2716/4026753084_c8fd4e7929_o.jpg" alt="Dawn Tea Ceremony" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house was sitting on a hill with a beautiful sunrise every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/4026752918_6eb706e39b_o.jpg" alt="Precious Time" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww... he's helping her set the new watch they got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2703/4025998517_118a3552fa_o.jpg" alt="Wedding Dance" width="432" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first dance at the wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/4025998657_0b3ce8d126_o.jpg" alt="Wedding Kiss" width="650" height="432" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissing under the lime light... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2679/4026752720_4259548e13_o.jpg" alt="Do Not Disturb" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please... do try to peek anymore... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swept off your feet,&lt;br /&gt;surging flow in your body,&lt;br /&gt;urging thoughts in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;love makes you have all this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-9179783945659745357?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/9179783945659745357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/jamie-jennifers-wedding.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/9179783945659745357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/9179783945659745357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/jamie-jennifers-wedding.html' title='Jamie &amp; Jennifer&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-1178285019999947231</id><published>2009-10-16T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:52:47.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Eyed Peas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guiness Arthur&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Arthur's Day Finale</title><content type='html'>This is the last post for Arthur's Day in Sunway Lagoon 2009!&lt;br /&gt;sorry, there's only a handful of pictures that i'm allowed to post up... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/4016158126_ae69d16a6f_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-1" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool customes... hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2533/4015396021_8c78764e21_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-Fergie" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't she sooo fergilicious? hahaha... :D well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4016158326_0440bbfd65_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-William" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini orang... macam cool, make his william become Will I Am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2611/4015396229_26d2e6c27f_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-2" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you guys wanna hold her hands too eh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3488/4016158510_c29a174f3c_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-3" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's good with her solo and also in a group.... i'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2563/4016158614_16d8a6143c_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-4" width="432" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he look like he's going to faint anytime soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/4016158732_0a4233f00c_o.jpg" alt="Black-Eyed-Peas-Fergie2" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, don't try to call her.... you probably wouldn't get through... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FERGIE!!! i love one of her song... "clumsy" :D it's still rings through my mind.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.... these shots are for the first part of their performance... there are other shots that i'm not allowed to post up due to certain issues. sorry guys... :D  if you do like my concert shots, do wait up... would be having more coming up next week... motoGP fans can come by next week too! hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stumbling,&lt;br /&gt;slipping,&lt;br /&gt;fumbling,&lt;br /&gt;falling in love with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-1178285019999947231?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/1178285019999947231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/arthurs-day-finale.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/1178285019999947231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/1178285019999947231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/arthurs-day-finale.html' title='Arthur&apos;s Day Finale'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7168060713966531150</id><published>2009-10-13T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:52:41.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoor Shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraiture'/><title type='text'>Celine &amp; Carmen - Finale</title><content type='html'>This girl has been asking me for her pictures for the past 2 weeks. ish ish... bugging me so much... hahaha... finally settling it for her... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2580/4008687956_cc2ac33d57_o.jpg" alt="Celine-1" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was expecting a long dress... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2580/4007922133_584d53e88e_o.jpg" alt="Celine-2" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't actually had a tummy ache but... does look like it.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2513/4007922231_cfec2afeb5_o.jpg" alt="Celine-3" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was another nicer shot... but the building in the back spoilt it... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2537/4008688466_bbdcf446cc_o.jpg" alt="Celine-5" width="650" height="432" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught this when she was playing around.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/4008688366_5061b05907_o.jpg" alt="Celine-4" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the last few shots of the day... the sun was melting her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't make it to Library Official Launch tonight... hahahaha... some mishaps caused me so...  ish ish... hope it gets better by tomorrow.... or else... DIE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seize the moment,&lt;br /&gt;live the moment,&lt;br /&gt;cherish the moment,&lt;br /&gt;love every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: she's having sunburn already! hahaha... can see from the last shot... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7168060713966531150?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7168060713966531150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/celine-carmen-finale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7168060713966531150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7168060713966531150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/celine-carmen-finale.html' title='Celine &amp; Carmen - Finale'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-6938873148927640071</id><published>2009-10-12T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:23:31.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Compromising</title><content type='html'>how many of us actually compromise whatever we have for the things we want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we really happy when we change ourselves abruptedly, against your will just to make someone else happy? well... we would be happy if the change really does make us happy. do you not agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you suffice the ravenous need? ignoring it? in hopes it would go away? try something else as a replacement? it would just be a portend satisfaction in which would end up to be a repugnance that makes everything bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sating that inner urge is not easy, it would be going up against the current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we give in and accept a term that serves the best interest for both sides, never one sided. long before you realize, the term would have been broken. was talking to a group of friends from highschool, this phrase seem pretty proper for everyone that's around me as we're going through that transitional period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"people change and adapt or perhaps alter their perception/principle after going through the lowest curve of their life" -- it can be once, twice or thrice; there's no limit. it all depends on how he gets through them and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i came up with the next line quite spontaneously, "it's not that we change or evolved, it is just that you remain stagnant while others have improved". surprised that people around you have grown up... but in fact... we are just unaware of things happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in someway, i've been stagnant and taking things for granted. i'm taking steps forward and in hopes of changing things in a more positive manner. i'm attempting feats that i've always dislike or would go against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there have been a few things that i can't accept in life but i've decided to adapt one of the few things into my life as a sign of sincerity and determination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-6938873148927640071?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/6938873148927640071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/compromising.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/6938873148927640071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/6938873148927640071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/compromising.html' title='Compromising'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7032370201177510608</id><published>2009-10-11T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:28:39.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guiness Arthur&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Sunday Sunday</title><content type='html'>Waking up to the same room, same furnitures and having the same urge to seek that on my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a sunday afternoon now, and no! i didn't just wake up moments before this. in fact... i was up rather early this morning. around 8+. and i didn't went to bed early either. hmm... internal clock screwing up, waking me up whenever it deem right. need to go for maintainence soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cloudy day, no sun... i cannot put my mattress out under the sun! damn damn... but at least it has made the day cooler. lazy sundays... supposed to go sepang for motocross shoot but... haha.... nope... i just wish to enjoy my sunday as i should and had always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.... i think i should post up some shots too&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little more of arthur's day.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2435/4000418954_ec95be6d84_o.jpg" alt="BEP-Local-Act1" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flizoo? or something like that... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/3999653803_6ca314c356_o.jpg" alt="BEP-Local-Act2" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flizo's son... forgot his name... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2658/3999653913_af8908a24a_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act6" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's cap is falling off... shouldn't he adjust it a bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3435/4000419342_5d855feb99_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act7" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's big but he's not bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/4000419446_a8784d62a0_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act8" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right on the spot where his jeans are glowing from the light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/4000419262_c9903f6170_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian_MCHOTDOG" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini MCHOTDOG~! why cannot be sausage? lol.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there isn't much more of arthur's day except for BLACK EYE PEAS themselves.... so wait up until i update their shots... :D wanted to post up one shot but i do not want you guys to complain about loading my pictures.... trying to maintain certain quality to the resized shots... so... it's a bit bigger... will experiment with smaller files next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7032370201177510608?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7032370201177510608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-sunday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7032370201177510608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7032370201177510608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday Sunday'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-8838700642584023245</id><published>2009-10-10T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:42:40.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Fallen Out</title><content type='html'>People often fall in and out of a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;everyday around us, we often hear of a sad story or someone sharing their bliss with those around them. despite the erratic changes in emotions over a short span of time, we still continuously pursue what we hope to be the perfect feeling of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we do displease the other, would we just leave and allow them to proceed?&lt;br /&gt;should we try whatever means possible in hopes to make everything better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we did leave, do we seek distraction? do we seek replacement? do we seek what that isn't clear? do we rush into conclusion? do we deceit our own thoughts? do we ignore the emotions whelming within?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does all this work? what ways do we have to move ahead? isn't distraction one of the key components? distracting yourself from the actual cause of aches and dwell ahead in what fascade that we deem to be happiness. would you lie to yourself? if ever you successfully decept the feelings of your own heart, what do you see within yourself or the things around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replacement? substitution?&lt;br /&gt;familiarity of the surroundings, and everything else you've been so used to with the switch of certain aspects. perhaps yes, there's always definitely a certain extras that would make you felt different or better. does the core really think so? would you rather strip yourself of that joy once felt just because you think that it would make yourself happier now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being able to have withstand, accept and live with the weakness, shortcomings and the outrageous mistakes one have done would need a volume of love that noone could ever imagine. would such affection be washed away with merely harsh words or wounding phrase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a house takes time to build, time to decorate, time to make it a home and feelings to feel at home. does a torn down house, a flooded house or a burnt down house make your feelings for your home deter? you would still cherish all that you've. it is not the house we yearn for but home. right down to the core, you would seek a house with the similarity to the one before in a short notice. the same frontyard, the same double storey, the same room settings and alot more. then of course the main decision setter would be that the new house has better security in the neighbourhood or perhaps more convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after you move a dozen times, you would still yearn for that home you once had. may it be the one that you had the worst memory or the happiest moment of your life--it doesn't matter.  yes, there's always those would sought for new house and be happy with it. right down to the roots. what you once felt long ago, the things that shaped your life would trail you for the rest of the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simplicity of things could be accomplished if given a choice. the harder you tried to move away, the harder the course would be. thrusting one with none but only an excuse would give no benefit to anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fallen deeply in love,&lt;br /&gt;never knew love of such exist,&lt;br /&gt;hoping the love wouldn't cease,&lt;br /&gt;wishing things would appease,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistakes have been made,&lt;br /&gt;leaving behind the past,&lt;br /&gt;burdens carried forward,&lt;br /&gt;a mark of remembrance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seek not the past for renew,&lt;br /&gt;looking at the present for chance,&lt;br /&gt;hoping for the thought to surface,&lt;br /&gt;to build a future once planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-8838700642584023245?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/8838700642584023245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/fallen-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/8838700642584023245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/8838700642584023245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/fallen-out.html' title='Fallen Out'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-1592798143938008848</id><published>2009-10-10T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T01:36:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zouk Night!</title><content type='html'>Been MIA from zouk for ages!!! And what I think is that so many random new faces appearing in Zouk. Of all I suddenly met someone! So nice! I'm actually feeling exhilirated when I met the person! Haha... Hardly get to see the person. Unfortunately, the person is rather occupied. &lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard? Hmmm... I think I lost words... Or is the mixture of wine and liquor? I'm losing some of my sense of logic! Damn it! I think I'm getting tipsy! Hahaha... Haven't drink for a long time! Had wine for lunch. Then wine for dinner. Liquor topping up into my system now. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Was hoping the person would come join me for a drink. Unfortunately, the person didn't come. I'm sitting alone at the bar in velvet pre lounge. Haih... People! Have a good good night ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so left out, my best buddy dragged me out of bed to come but he's busy right now. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-1592798143938008848?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/1592798143938008848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/zouk-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/1592798143938008848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/1592798143938008848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/zouk-night.html' title='Zouk Night!'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-6491943919800756196</id><published>2009-10-09T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:31:38.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunset'/><title type='text'>My Favourite Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2513/3993879769_eb1994346a_o.jpg" alt="091009" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Across the distant across the deep dark void&lt;br /&gt;Under the gloomy sky oh my, baby I'm missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper next to me every morning&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be hearing from you again&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhhhoohhhhohhooohhooohhooohoooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time i say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had a little more time&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be able to think of you again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky i'm in love with you in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me if you're coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm waiting through the ages&lt;br /&gt;To a time where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music, feel the love&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a ring on your finger&lt;br /&gt;Though time passes through life&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty yet you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where we have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be seeing you happy again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we were in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been through what we've been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been your bestfriend once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-6491943919800756196?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/6491943919800756196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favourite-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/6491943919800756196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/6491943919800756196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favourite-song.html' title='My Favourite Song'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-4314021792507644430</id><published>2009-10-07T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:50:09.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello~! people~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you guys are aware, i'm not on facebook and i'm intentionally depriving myself off msn live messenger as much as i could. no! not because i'm an anti-social. just do not have as much time as i used to. facebook has been taking up alot of my time. msn? well... we could be stucked in front of the computer for hours just chatting it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who actually has my number, do call me up for drinks and we could catch up. i'm sure you guys have alot of stories to share with me and update me. gossips perhaps? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to write alot and read--i actually finished the junior version of encyclopedia when i was younger.  i've stopped all these many years back. i actually had penpals from various countries. seeing that sending physical mail is too much hassle, perhaps we could try another alternative? we could be keyboardpals ! we could type out emails for each other. if you do have an interest in knowing me or keeping in touch with me, i guess email would be a good choice as msn would be the last place you could find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've recently picked up reading again, hope my english would improve as i think mine has been deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've a ipod touch (i named it potty) which most thinks that is an iphone as i carry both my curve and ipod along side. i'm able to access emails most of the time. i actually check emails whenever i'm idling... and i do idle alot in between assignments, waiting for the shoot to begin, and etc. hahaha... so i still spend time online but to check mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to stop blogging entirely because i have been inspired to blog and make photography a job. it is what i call an indentity i do not wish to lose. a definition to define myself in this ever evolving world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for this blog, i would not be promoting it anywhere else as it's a private blog and collection of some my shots and emotional ventilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i welcome questions, enquiries, inquiries and ventilation.  perhaps we can strike real proper conversations. i always enjoy comments and now i do not moderate my comments anymore. there are people whom i've not added. do let me know ya. thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living a life,&lt;br /&gt;spending in life,&lt;br /&gt;besieging all in life,&lt;br /&gt;wondering about life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my email is in my profile.... and i've not let go and wouldn't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-4314021792507644430?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/4314021792507644430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/announcement.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/4314021792507644430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/4314021792507644430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-444492277691497142</id><published>2009-10-06T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:55:02.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraiture'/><title type='text'>Celine &amp; Carmen</title><content type='html'>Haven't been able to do much to the blog lately but found a bit of extra time this morning before i head out for a last minute job in Sunway later. cheers people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3986110356_0074ac673d_o.jpg" alt="OPS_3531" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3434/3986110146_0bdcf1a90c_o.jpg" alt="OPS_3526" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3986110770_1af34725e2_o.jpg" alt="OPS_3541" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2635/3985353095_764d02f037_o.jpg" alt="OPS_3497" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2571/3985352777_e80b28436c_o.jpg" alt="OPS_3479" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much time for editing, just added words to the shots...&lt;br /&gt;will be posting up arthur's day soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: celine, sorry ya... for updating so late. still owe you some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-444492277691497142?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/444492277691497142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/celine-carmen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/444492277691497142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/444492277691497142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/celine-carmen.html' title='Celine &amp; Carmen'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-5656113462941073115</id><published>2009-10-02T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:31:46.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Fortuituos</title><content type='html'>Realized not many people like to drop comments nor do they bother doing so eh. hmm... nvm nvm... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized i've been having this tune stucked in my head for sometime... what do you think of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you hear me? i'm talking to you, across the water... across the deep blue ocean...  under the open skies... ohh myy.... baby, i'm tryiing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't know how long it takes--waiting for a love like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the world keeps spinning round........ you hold me right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa song ini ah? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... it seems that at each point in life we often seek for someone we want and love but what makes you feel best is someone who has known you long enough to have everything about you input into their head. sort of like best friend. the longest lasting couples around always tell me something, your spouse, your lover and your wife or girlfriend isn't just that--they are your mostest bestest friend in the world. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stranger by chance,&lt;br /&gt;acquaintance by luck,&lt;br /&gt;friend through fate,&lt;br /&gt;lover through going through all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm rushing out for artistry now... no time for more update yet... cheers... have a good good weekend ya people... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-5656113462941073115?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/5656113462941073115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortuituos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/5656113462941073115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/5656113462941073115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortuituos.html' title='Fortuituos'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7382052806490217744</id><published>2009-10-01T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:51:49.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Delayed</title><content type='html'>cheers people, been having stacking up everyday. hardly have enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think it would be nice for me to have a link list... anyone wants to let me add  or allow me to add them... please do let me know... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be adding a link list soon... keep me updated so i could link you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would like to know if anyone still comes by my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cheery words,&lt;br /&gt;smiley faces,&lt;br /&gt;joyful feelings,&lt;br /&gt;happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7382052806490217744?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7382052806490217744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/delayed.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7382052806490217744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7382052806490217744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/delayed.html' title='Delayed'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-2521377803530389271</id><published>2009-09-28T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:35:39.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunway Lagoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reshmonu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guiness Arthur&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Arthur punya Hari</title><content type='html'>Friday Night last week... 25th of September 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Arthur Guiness Celebrated his 250years of getting people drunk and do stupid things. Either way, it's worth celebrating as it has also accompanied many great occasion and made events more happening. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to Arthur!" "to Arthur"! sorry, not holding any stout in my hands. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is what i've got so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3961601752_b799d33f4a_o.jpg" alt="SerenaC,JJ,Moots" width="650" height="429" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you know these three? :D you probably heard them on radio before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3961601954_733a6478db_o.jpg" alt="Danny-One" width="483" height="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this dude... is pretty good... eventhough some of the non-chinese crowd didn't enjoy as much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3523/3961602098_7264ea5b00_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act1" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pretty lady waving... unfortunately, not to me... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2499/3961602232_ddb4be2ece_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act2" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he's like... some blackhiphop dude doing the... yo yo yo... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3960829001_59fc904dc8_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act3" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just at the right angle for this shot... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2652/3961602524_1491cb8f6c_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act4" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no! they are not twins but from this angle, i couldn't really tell who's who at first look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3484/3961602628_c7f94c3a93_o.jpg" alt="BEP_Asian-act5" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his halo went side way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after some asian chinese acts... :D came MALAYSIAN act~! ini orang got alot of hair but somehow he made them all go backwards and you can see his head~ :P still... he has pretty good songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3961603118_bac1471697_o.jpg" alt="Reshmonu-2" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at the sweats dripping down... *of course la! wearing jacket in malaysia outdoor performing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3960829473_9a28a5c40b_o.jpg" alt="Reshmonu-1" width="433" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well... without the jacket, he's still sweating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well... i've to rush off for an assignment now... :D perhaps more updates soon... don't worry... i know you guys want to see Black Eye Peas in action... hopefully tomorrow or later tonight if i've the time to spare ya... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my shots made you felt you were there.... if it doesnt.... LOOK at the pictures while imagining you're stucked in a crowd of people in black, sweat filled the air, wet bodies clashing into each other, screeching screams and shouts beside you and people clapping the clappers~! oh yes... it was a HOT night.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-2521377803530389271?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/2521377803530389271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/arthur-punya-hari.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2521377803530389271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/2521377803530389271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/arthur-punya-hari.html' title='Arthur punya Hari'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-7249177067959251827</id><published>2009-09-25T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:50:07.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraiture'/><title type='text'>Celine &amp; Carmen - Pre-quel</title><content type='html'>Got up early to be told that they are going to be late and so i sleep a little longer but ended up i'm the one who's late. This is just an introduction -- more to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3457/3952183977_d29146465d_o.jpg" alt="Celine&amp;amp;Carmen01" width="547" height="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice girls... even went for char siew fan together... hahahaha... :D i was even too lazy to determine the theme and etc... so celine thought of it herself which turns out decently alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go take a power nap (hope i can actually nap)... *shouts* "to arthur!, to arthur!" going to towards Sunway later for Hitam Mata Kacang. Hope they better not disappoint me. cheers people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-7249177067959251827?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/7249177067959251827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/celine-carmen-pre-quel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7249177067959251827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/7249177067959251827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/celine-carmen-pre-quel.html' title='Celine &amp; Carmen - Pre-quel'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506083929127093863.post-5963480313924775387</id><published>2009-09-24T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:14:20.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Close Up'/><title type='text'>First Posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happilybroken.blogspot.com is no longer the one you know anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a portal for words to be spilled and also certain pictures to be shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3528/3951004776_fd2eda4b8e_o.jpg" alt="Intertwine" width="650" height="433" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506083929127093863-5963480313924775387?l=happilybroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/feeds/5963480313924775387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-posting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/5963480313924775387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506083929127093863/posts/default/5963480313924775387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happilybroken.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-posting.html' title='First Posting'/><author><name>Joshua Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821691975016609777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JoTp2H7wVhE/SruTABwbS3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/m7Ytpw0udkk/S220/221020083074-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
