tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206797102024-03-14T07:31:34.411-07:00Addictive / SeductiveFASHION, MUSIC, SEX & ALCOHOLIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.comBlogger595125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-2517792189105178962011-01-15T10:34:00.000-08:002011-01-15T10:45:10.040-08:00Purpose of Clubbing1. Get laid<div><br /></div><div><div>2. Attention seeker</div><div><br /></div><div>3. Dance, because your dance moves are so hideous you can't show em in daily life.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>4. Drink, cheapskates who want free drinks</div><div><br /></div><div>5. Play dress up, wear the sluttiest outfit and put on circus-ish make up.</div><div><br /></div><div>6. Peer pressure</div><div><br /></div><div>7. Find love *super cliche*</div><div><br /></div><div>8. Seal business deals *yeah right* </div><div><br /></div><div>9. Nothing better to do</div><div><br /></div><div>10. Take pictures and upload to facebook, prove as if you have a life </div><div><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-14140645149494031422010-12-08T13:42:00.000-08:002010-12-08T13:53:26.363-08:00so i have the sudden urge of blogging a post right now<div>random much, i know. especially at the odd hour of 542am.</div><div><br /></div><div>just being me.</div><div>nothing has changed.</div><div>so much for trying to be better,</div><div>i reckon, it all failed.</div><div>all the education, values, thoughts, all went down to drain.</div><div>i am still the same.</div><div>no progress, no future, nothing.</div><div><br /></div><div>i am still the same.</div><div>trying so hard to be someone i am not.</div><div>trying to be be at high culture.</div><div>and never try hard enough</div><div><br /></div><div>i am still the same</div><div>without passion</div><div>without faith</div><div>without direction</div><div>without dreams</div><div>without without</div><div><br /></div><div>i am still the same</div><div>i only think</div><div>but i never act</div><div><br /></div><div>to be honest, i dont know who am i.</div><div>the continual process of searching yourself is exhausting,</div><div>it sucked up all your brain cells.</div><div><br /></div><div>simplicity is bliss.</div><div>if only everything is black and white.</div><div>if only i ever know what i want, what i love and what i desire.</div><div><br /></div><div>simplicity is rare.</div><div>why cant i wake up one day and finally realized what my passion is?</div><div>why cant i wake up one day and everything goes accordingly?</div><div><br /></div><div>i want to say my plan</div><div>but i never had one</div><div><br /></div><div>years after years</div><div>of course i am getting worried</div><div>i do not want to be in this same old situation</div><div>but i do not want to force to conform into what others want me to</div><div>and before that i have to know what i want</div><div><br /></div><div>why</div><div>why is it so hard to know what you want</div><div>if human being has always know what they want</div><div>will the world become a little more simple?</div><div><br /></div><div>eg. if i want Thai food for dinner, then i look for Thai restaurant.</div><div>i wouldnt waste time, effort, thinking what should i have, walking aimlessly, looking for something.</div><div><br /></div><div>i am the one walking aimlessly.</div><div>always.</div><div><br /></div><div>i wanna pray.</div><div>but i have no strength.</div><div><br /></div><div>i am weak.</div><div>mentally.</div><div><br /></div><div>yet i fantasize. </div><div>fantasize about all the fairytale that will never happened to me</div><div>yet i fantasize.</div><div><br /></div><div>nothing makes me happy anymore.</div><div>or rather i do not know what will make me happy.</div><div><br /></div><div>i wanna set free.</div><div>be free.</div><div><br /></div><div>free.</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-44899697551493566272010-10-04T04:06:00.000-07:002010-10-04T04:08:20.414-07:00totally deserted this blog<div><br /></div><div>have been crazily in love with tumblr :)</div><div><br /></div><div>but i will keep this blog</div><div><br /></div><div>it has too many memories</div><div><br /></div><div>is like a diary, and i enjoy reading back all those posts.</div><div><br /></div><div>love pip!</div><div><br /></div><div>signing off,</div><div><br /></div><div>ian<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-16985859176642413192010-08-28T12:36:00.000-07:002010-08-28T12:40:53.043-07:00sometimes i think<div><br /><div>life is the ultimate bitch that destroyed </div><div>what you have always believed in</div><div>what you always have faith in</div><div>what you think is right</div><div>what keeps you being optimistic. </div></div><div><br /></div><div>it shattered your hopes and belief into jagged little pieces</div><div>beyond repair</div><div><br /></div><div>and expect you to be strong</div><div>to fight back the reality</div><div><br /></div><div>what if all you've left does not permit you to fight back?</div><div>where do we find faith and belief to carry on our lives?</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-54473057010165392472010-08-22T15:07:00.001-07:002010-08-22T15:07:53.235-07:00i look at my blog <div>and i think</div><div><br /></div><div>pathetic</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-3924788574584766402010-08-08T12:40:00.000-07:002010-08-08T12:51:55.204-07:00for the past two weeks <div>i had heaps of fun in singapore</div><div>ever!</div><div>probably because of Melanie :)</div><div>i love her, the drunk-bitchy-funny girl.</div><div><br /></div><div>the previous friday night was good at tantric, pretty fun.</div><div>my sexy aussie ascent got complimented, haha</div><div>wasn't too wasted, just nice to get there.</div><div><br /></div><div>saturday arvo, i spent time walking around Orchard,</div><div>had beers at Emerald Hill, acting all tourist alone. Fun!</div><div>then i met the very-attractive-charming Chris and Tanya from Perth.</div><div>went over their hotel, had a beer. </div><div>then off to Clarke Quay, for more beers! </div><div>Melanie came and joined us, she was already tipsy! haha so much fun.</div><div>we crashed Melanie's frens house party at CQ central after that.</div><div>Crazy Caucasians and awesome drunk people.</div><div>met heaps of nice guys. but the end of the house party, i was so wasted, i made friend with everyone. lol. the party did not end there, i was supposed to be in Tantric to meet Chris again. but was dragged to Home Club by Melanie and friends.</div><div>We party like true rockstars, like the rich and famous! </div><div>and the end of the night, Melanie was epic drunk. we walked along CQ barefooted, running across the streets like mad people. She couldnt remember anything the next day and lost her phone! Remorseful much? lol</div><div><br /></div><div>One word : WASTED</div><div><br /></div><div>the next day, i had the worst hangover ever.</div><div>but i had to go back home. ugh. how revolting.</div><div><br /></div><div>and just last friday, i went over Sg again.</div><div>Tantric was major boring and super crowded. i went for 5 mins and left.</div><div>met Melanie at CQ, some club i barely remember the name.</div><div>we had the VIP seats beside the DJ console. </div><div>Acting "atas" all the time. Haha. Josh and Armando were awesome.</div><div>Armando was major funny, he kept saying "if i were gay, i will fuck you"</div><div>hahahahaha</div><div>Met heaps of hi-bye friends who i barely remember their names.</div><div>Party with Melanie and friends are a lot of fun, but it killls</div><div>it seriously does. but i love all the rich and famous expat. </div><div><br /></div><div>i love my posh melbourne ascent!</div><div>i love it, i am gonna keep speaking like that before i lose it!</div><div><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-9303281317001300572010-08-04T11:04:00.000-07:002010-08-04T11:10:06.383-07:00Deserved to be singlewhen you are single,<div>you keep wondering why everyone beside you are attached.</div><div>why are all the ugly guys getting themselves hot partner.</div><div>whilst you, who think you are far better looking, more educated, smarter, sociable,</div><div>still single.</div><div><br /></div><div>and you keep whining about single.</div><div>complaining that there's no one who wants you.</div><div>no one who loves you.</div><div><br /></div><div>but deep down, sub-consciously, </div><div>you do no want a relationship.</div><div>you hate being tied-up.</div><div>you loathe routine,</div><div>you dislike comprises.</div><div><br /></div><div>all you are longing for is a fairly tale,</div><div>a cheesy romantic relationship,</div><div>a charming lover that only happens in your dream.</div><div><br /></div><div>before you wake up from your dream,</div><div>you deserved to be single.</div><div><br /></div><div>Deserved.</div><div>In both ways.</div><div><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-72712451569639523972010-07-29T11:14:00.000-07:002010-07-29T11:42:50.865-07:00One week feels like one month.<div>I am here but my soul is there.</div><div>I left my head and heart behind.</div><div>Everything's here seem like a drag.</div><div>I feel so miserable at times.</div><div>Never thought that i would want to stay.</div><div>All i wanna do now is run away.</div><div>Leave.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-16094068416332871462010-07-12T01:31:00.000-07:002010-07-12T01:34:42.191-07:00Torn Apart<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjme76nKC240roq0xnt0tzbMu3LVD3_uDqqHHM7oaQgyJgte-kskjB_4FEHpQ9jnn_5wyCggyk2VzQN1sVWULyamRjRvnqeKx6VfnSkTTXUPKNazSwK7d7utRo_JcE5pwQ_yV9pig/s1600/2926817319_ac503333d3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjme76nKC240roq0xnt0tzbMu3LVD3_uDqqHHM7oaQgyJgte-kskjB_4FEHpQ9jnn_5wyCggyk2VzQN1sVWULyamRjRvnqeKx6VfnSkTTXUPKNazSwK7d7utRo_JcE5pwQ_yV9pig/s400/2926817319_ac503333d3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492934890835189202" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart is torn apart.</div><div style="text-align: center;">8000 km in between.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Leaving is an option.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Staying seems so invisible.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope i made through.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I really do.</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-72030592956603189062010-07-07T06:52:00.000-07:002010-07-07T06:56:44.090-07:00The World Make me Sick<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnO9579dljzMdXRVewlohZ8XUwBBmupuiyVdi0EZrlNmAn0rrxXPga6RVbKEBYwPZEy632xuOwg_6TJd4U-IKr8QQO3p7utv8IQI9gWHCnrW45YJ3MZ4HVl-jlU8FF5H6QrwIBhA/s1600/4275055150_c85108c5a8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnO9579dljzMdXRVewlohZ8XUwBBmupuiyVdi0EZrlNmAn0rrxXPga6RVbKEBYwPZEy632xuOwg_6TJd4U-IKr8QQO3p7utv8IQI9gWHCnrW45YJ3MZ4HVl-jlU8FF5H6QrwIBhA/s400/4275055150_c85108c5a8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491162529594042722" /></a>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-3133074286426135532010-06-17T21:05:00.000-07:002010-06-17T21:15:42.213-07:00A Single ManI watched "A Single Man" last night, at 4am in the morning. When i was feeling all lonely and vulnerable. Perhaps it was the timing, perhaps it was the movie. I woke up this morning, still feeling little overwhelmed. <div><br /></div><div>It is rather subtle movie, you really have to look into deeper connotation to understand what it really means. It is beyond sad and depressing. A single man who is devastated because his love was killed. Death is not an option. </div><div><br /></div><div>Past doesn't matter, Present is a drag, and Death is the future.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr4sjfw5jy4HTQwHM3dU9LucZV97j30fw_KqtRJqrfr8Z1BE07iNrBavPM0hy_s5URRpPLAYCtepM4T5YSZfOWfLvOZmqOMAfh5hsTFUfau_YfTRwi-UDg4Jm5eULxkVWVTZJWDQ/s1600/Colin+Firth+Set+Single+Man+5nu23gqVLC5l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr4sjfw5jy4HTQwHM3dU9LucZV97j30fw_KqtRJqrfr8Z1BE07iNrBavPM0hy_s5URRpPLAYCtepM4T5YSZfOWfLvOZmqOMAfh5hsTFUfau_YfTRwi-UDg4Jm5eULxkVWVTZJWDQ/s200/Colin+Firth+Set+Single+Man+5nu23gqVLC5l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483961558424554578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4XugYmhBDZyAkyNYIZC58hiFhd8CspjSAQ7V2MCI9gQmJFiKdw2aMgHb_M_it12ofJgjnnhCWd1cGHwx4IO_VvPBGUe_NbjN-NAue2QpBwJcQTd7GxTbyS3t94orgbyhAU-igJA/s1600/A-Single-Man-poster.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4XugYmhBDZyAkyNYIZC58hiFhd8CspjSAQ7V2MCI9gQmJFiKdw2aMgHb_M_it12ofJgjnnhCWd1cGHwx4IO_VvPBGUe_NbjN-NAue2QpBwJcQTd7GxTbyS3t94orgbyhAU-igJA/s200/A-Single-Man-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483961550518907026" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ2OokDp-VDfYZRoCojWnlEboRY6DoIl9XmiyTxz6b7BClGRytHlADxTFeyYOvccDgbHDcHHuHqoY6Gx3ifzIORx57i9vtGAnmF4_jHjOyvdPFOy2yiSMfhBDPQdcy-YYqrM3y2g/s1600/still4_asingleman.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ2OokDp-VDfYZRoCojWnlEboRY6DoIl9XmiyTxz6b7BClGRytHlADxTFeyYOvccDgbHDcHHuHqoY6Gx3ifzIORx57i9vtGAnmF4_jHjOyvdPFOy2yiSMfhBDPQdcy-YYqrM3y2g/s200/still4_asingleman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483961541859770162" /></a><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-84087953559960724472010-06-15T08:23:00.000-07:002010-06-15T08:28:28.304-07:00i feel like i having update my blog for ages!<div>feeling very uninspired </div><div><br /></div><div>i dont want to write just another blog post</div><div>i want a meaningful piece of work that actually convey something more than explaining my mundane life</div><div><br /></div><div>come to think of that </div><div>my life is certainly NOT mundane in the past 2 months</div><div><br /></div><div>you could never imagine how time and people can have some much impact in your life</div><div><br /></div><div>i certainly experienced that</div><div>ups and downs</div><div>highs and lows</div><div><br /></div><div>i dont want what other word to describe other than CRAZY</div><div><br /></div><div>but i reckon this is life, and when you got through everything and stand back on your feet, you look back on everything you have done, is all a myth. </div><div><br /></div><div>you could never figure out what life really is.</div><div>because it is the way it is.</div><div><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-53537638811197932442010-05-21T23:49:00.000-07:002010-05-21T23:59:14.739-07:00In a world of uncertainties, do we all know what are we really looking for?<div><br /></div><div>Love?</div><div>Money?</div><div>Trust?</div><div><br /></div><div>If you attempt to challenge, but failed, should we non-stop trying?</div><div>Theoretically, we should. Because that's how we achieve success,</div><div>but in reality, how much strength do we have to challenge ourselves?</div><div>How many time you got to get your heart broken before you finally find that someone that will never let you down?</div><div><br /></div><div>We question ourselves. </div><div><br /></div><div>What is the motivation or strength that keeps us believe in love, wanting to fall in love again and again?</div><div>Is faith like a moisturizer that we should apply to ourselves everyday?</div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-1070865469278537552010-05-01T01:00:00.001-07:002010-05-01T01:00:30.326-07:00<object height="225" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11297157&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11297157&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/11297157">INFINITY</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user3629317">dean isidro</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</p>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-31489722712525154872010-04-29T05:52:00.000-07:002010-04-29T05:58:59.190-07:00I am awesome<div>I am awesome</div><div>I am awesome<div>I am awesome</div><div>I am awesome<div>I am awesome</div><div>I am awesome<div>I am awesome</div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJtetD1dUXGYg92XkAoRyjkd35xqroWLne0pm42hJTJQl7JPJ5wNZhccRJ2deMJjIcicGIj0x_qW9Qo_hcNI-s_JWKG5wLn7QbVxcYOIic53tdX72pVAIQYBnX_owjMicP_sZTQ/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451822322869265074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A Day at Mentone Beach</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi86ZJFgjHmtxNLxuMrzSLse9U5SmxYC_sEvpMgC_MhOh11x7V7Ek999gKbCnqlozI7zrzu8PlZw4q50nOFTcAW3m9DkBeWWKPREdDxjwZmYk_ZFRqyrNYXPoEzgZx1-FSV16dTBw/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi86ZJFgjHmtxNLxuMrzSLse9U5SmxYC_sEvpMgC_MhOh11x7V7Ek999gKbCnqlozI7zrzu8PlZw4q50nOFTcAW3m9DkBeWWKPREdDxjwZmYk_ZFRqyrNYXPoEzgZx1-FSV16dTBw/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451822319941130338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday Afternoon's gig</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqA5K9juKEGLuG3z-RqCZUMLA8EJG9ZUKpMEXUEk1qxr_mXnLmi6AI8-quVPQi0M5sdHX4dUHcxvTHuhSH9MZeBtxarifprlPwE3frQ6UMObRExDGKLIYsxFshWJIxqprrqyUMzw/s1600-h/IMG_0350.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqA5K9juKEGLuG3z-RqCZUMLA8EJG9ZUKpMEXUEk1qxr_mXnLmi6AI8-quVPQi0M5sdHX4dUHcxvTHuhSH9MZeBtxarifprlPwE3frQ6UMObRExDGKLIYsxFshWJIxqprrqyUMzw/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451822308761394098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My new look! Ok, just the shirt.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmpx0crh5O_0D371g7D5i9BYpHjcHEdAckAvn6SzyOYj7fy7uxM1uo-w4jTmp9iB_Q0vW66AdOSr4x_784zvyFUjGWbJA60y7aOSSKJV0juDFAg-V93p9LKTU7wymXIbZuAcb2A/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmpx0crh5O_0D371g7D5i9BYpHjcHEdAckAvn6SzyOYj7fy7uxM1uo-w4jTmp9iB_Q0vW66AdOSr4x_784zvyFUjGWbJA60y7aOSSKJV0juDFAg-V93p9LKTU7wymXIbZuAcb2A/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451822303898619858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Messing with my new scaft! lol</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Heaps of work coming.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am going nuts</div><div style="text-align: center;">still havent decided if i want to move to Clayton or stay in the city in the living room.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My biggest dilemma in my life!</div><div style="text-align: center;">ahhhh LIFE!</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-41812266182580250862010-03-20T17:53:00.000-07:002010-03-20T18:01:32.437-07:00It looks like a lot of my favorite boys and girls are born in March!<div>I would like to dedicate this post to all the March Babies :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Birthday boys and girls!</div><div><br /></div><div>To Shirley, hope that your career goes well! Rock the Runway Babe!</div><div>To Kaze, i am struggling to come out with words, i just want you to be happy and be Kaze! xoxo</div><div>To Lilin, i hope love find you as soon as possible! stay true to yourself :)</div><div>To Dior, happy that you found someone and settled down, stay positive! Hope all is good.</div><div><br /></div><div>With love,</div><div>Ian</div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-59976794350231061122010-03-16T05:22:00.000-07:002010-03-16T05:28:55.492-07:00hello, to the occasional readers.<div>sorry for lack of posting.</div><div><br /></div><div>have been busy settling down besides of low inspiration to write.</div><div><br /></div><div>everytime i write a post now,</div><div>i feel like i am doing a journalism assignment</div><div>and i have to make sure it is good.</div><div>well, at least satisfactory.</div><div><br /></div><div>anywayz life in Melbourne continues,</div><div>the good, the bad and the ugly.</div><div>u name it, i got it.</div><div>the usual roller coaster cycle comes round again.</div><div><br /></div><div>but i manage not to bitch about it?</div><div>i think i have grown more mature</div><div>or problly just because i dun have time</div><div>or problly i go on twitter more often than blog?</div><div>hahaha who cares</div><div><br /></div><div>errmmm lets see</div><div>i dun hate my life now, but i am not enjoy it thoroughly</div><div>but ya, if you are wondering, i still party all the time.</div><div><br /></div><div>well hope everyone is doing good,</div><div>just wanna be positive for once!</div><div>cheerio!</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-53541479474591656562010-03-12T19:11:00.000-08:002010-03-12T19:33:34.032-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNAuvOTbsMCPnS9qKro87JS28emGNwsNp7yw_OEySy2iLMefmV83akcQiE3jXjFvXyvAcmHuvCDAf6qdsf9-V8-ABw5HB-Pxai-jSb53iJjk5KYBsfgCii1MrR7I_av2G3d_owfg/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOd0NPrwQaVdj0h-UCKD948035gT1WkzPXn05QRMBRT6rrIWGc4UmP-C9nRxld_U_J2mT0jX0hnOLRXZJr4AA2Jl6B61ogKv-q5pDgwjczkgdb2Aiv_0kUkywceQu7dmuIm9PyeQ/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447955765983542898" /></a>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-2686228431703145812010-03-12T18:54:00.000-08:002010-03-12T18:56:13.210-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">"Writing a story is like having sex, you need a good foreplay as a intro, slowly build up the climax then relax the tension with a surprise or two."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Ian Loh, 2010</div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-77061731768439245812010-02-20T14:13:00.000-08:002010-02-20T14:23:12.580-08:00Leaving on a jet planeTo Melbourne : 7 daysIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20679710.post-30764421361164273482010-02-17T04:25:00.000-08:002010-02-17T04:33:33.112-08:0022nd Bday Thank You Post & CNYOops i thought i wrote a thank you post but i think the busy-ness of celebration caught me off a little.<div>Been so busy celebrating bday and CNY.</div><div>feeling very festive for once.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, to be frank i had a little weird birthday on the day itself.</div><div>i didnt do anything fancy. </div><div>jz dinner with family at nite, with a little surprise celebration made possible by my hometown frens!</div><div><br /></div><div>but all good :)</div><div>just easy and cosy.</div><div><br /></div><div>i wanna thank everyone that dropped their wishes, appreciate it very much :)</div><div>especially to Kaze, Su, Boon, Zhing for the present! I love it! never in my life i asked for something, and i actually get it! Thanx kaze! </div><div>To my frens in pontian, woan, chee, duan and chuan. Thanx for the little celebration that made my birthday nite! Thank you hl and hui ting for the bottle of wine ;)</div><div>Thanx Richard for the warmth hospitality in KL and the present!</div><div>Whilst just yesterday i got another present frm princess lilin! thanx lotz ;) </div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you everyone who posted on facebook, twitter, texts message and calls!</div><div>heart you guys always!</div><div><br /></div><div>im leaving back to melbourne in a couple days of time</div><div>hope everything turns out good</div><div>til then Happy Chinese New Year!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07925905177643878296noreply@blogger.com0