<?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-5188051994591864395</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:51:40.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EverythinG  YoU NeeD</title><subtitle type='html'>yohohoho...M bak...itz time to rule back...ermm...plz hav your cheerful time viewing my blog...any doubts or mistakes plzz let me know...TQ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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(note:i do not own dis video) http://www.novamov.com/video/4a5239fbbf34c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-2514697701411362013?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/2514697701411362013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2010/01/watch-beautiful-mind-2001-5-oscar_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2514697701411362013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2514697701411362013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2010/01/watch-beautiful-mind-2001-5-oscar_18.html' title='watch a beautiful mind (2001) (5 oscar winning blockbuster movie)'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-8529750976646837504</id><published>2010-01-18T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T01:23:00.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok...here is it!</title><content type='html'>hey guyz..m gonna serve all kinda movie n drama's juz 4 your entertainment...juz ask via chatbox below and i will upload it as soon as possible...FREE MOVIES AND DRAMA'S...by the way,i will only post the link so u juz click on it or copy/paste it n enjoy watching&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-8529750976646837504?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/8529750976646837504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2010/01/okhere-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/8529750976646837504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/8529750976646837504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2010/01/okhere-is-it.html' title='ok...here is it!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-5094477118730117993</id><published>2009-10-07T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:32:16.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat d hell goin on!</title><content type='html'>Mother, mother&lt;br /&gt;There's too many of you crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Brother, brother, brother&lt;br /&gt;There's far too many of you dying&lt;br /&gt;You know we've got to find a way&lt;br /&gt;To bring some lovin' here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, father&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to escalate&lt;br /&gt;And war is not the answer&lt;br /&gt;For only love can conquer hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know we've got to find a way&lt;br /&gt;To bring some lovin' here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Picket lines won't block our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't punish me with brutality&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me, and you can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong&lt;br /&gt;But who are they to judge us&lt;br /&gt;Together we can be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know we've got to find a way&lt;br /&gt;To bring some lovin' here to stay&lt;br /&gt;The picket lines won't block our way&lt;br /&gt;Don't punish me with brutality&lt;br /&gt;And talk to me&lt;br /&gt;So you can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what's going on&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what's going on&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what's going on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-5094477118730117993?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/5094477118730117993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/10/wat-d-hell-goin-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/5094477118730117993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/5094477118730117993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/10/wat-d-hell-goin-on.html' title='wat d hell goin on!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-2349614359457794051</id><published>2009-09-07T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:37:59.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Don't Understand!</title><content type='html'>ow tides control the sea and what becomes of me&lt;br /&gt;How little things can slip out of your hands&lt;br /&gt;How often people change, no two remain the same&lt;br /&gt;Why things don't always turn out as you plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are things that I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, these are things that I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't and I can't decide&lt;br /&gt;Wrong, wrong from right&lt;br /&gt;Day, or my day from night&lt;br /&gt;Dark, or the dark from light&lt;br /&gt;I live but I love this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How infinite is space and who decides your fate&lt;br /&gt;Why everything will dissolve into sand&lt;br /&gt;How to avoid defeat where truth and fiction meet&lt;br /&gt;Why nothing ever turns out as you plan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-2349614359457794051?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/2349614359457794051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-dont-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='yellow!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4612213114994900868</id><published>2009-08-27T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:10:44.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning sign!</title><content type='html'>A warning sign,&lt;br /&gt;I missed the good part then I realized,&lt;br /&gt;I started looking and the bubble burst.&lt;br /&gt;I started looking for excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,&lt;br /&gt;That I started looking for a warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;That I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warning sign,&lt;br /&gt;You came back to haunt me and I realized&lt;br /&gt;you were an island and I passed you by,&lt;br /&gt;You were an island to discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you what state I'm in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,&lt;br /&gt;That I started looking for a warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;That I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired,&lt;br /&gt;I should not have let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I crawl back into your open arms.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I crawl back into your open arms.&lt;br /&gt;And I crawl back into your open arms.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I crawl back into your open arms...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-4612213114994900868?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/4612213114994900868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/08/warning-sign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4612213114994900868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4612213114994900868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/08/warning-sign.html' title='Warning sign!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4298058441979119924</id><published>2009-08-15T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T03:21:02.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gravity!!</title><content type='html'>honey,&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time coming,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;such a long time running,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;do you hear my heart beating?&lt;br /&gt;can you hear that sound?&lt;br /&gt;'cause i can't help thinking&lt;br /&gt;that i don't look down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i looked up at the sun&lt;br /&gt;and i could see&lt;br /&gt;oh, the way that gravity turns for you and me&lt;br /&gt;and then i looked up at the sky&lt;br /&gt;and saw the sun&lt;br /&gt;and the way that gravity turns on everyone&lt;br /&gt;on everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time waiting,&lt;br /&gt;such a long, long time&lt;br /&gt;and i can't stop smiling,&lt;br /&gt;oh i can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;do you hear my heart beating?&lt;br /&gt;do you hear that sound?&lt;br /&gt;'cause i can't stop crying&lt;br /&gt;and i won't look down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i looked up at the sun&lt;br /&gt;and i could see&lt;br /&gt;oh, the way that gravity turns on you and me&lt;br /&gt;and then i looked up at the sun&lt;br /&gt;and saw the sky&lt;br /&gt;and the way that gravity pulls on you and i&lt;br /&gt;on you and i&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-4298058441979119924?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/4298058441979119924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/08/gravity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4298058441979119924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4298058441979119924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/08/gravity.html' title='gravity!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-7234757191361301757</id><published>2009-07-28T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:51:41.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how is it?</title><content type='html'>you didn't keep to your word,dear.&lt;br /&gt;my heart is hurting,&lt;br /&gt;you mixed with the wind,my dear,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are tearing..&lt;br /&gt;the one who flew...the one i forgot,my life!&lt;br /&gt;what i studied,finished your story..&lt;br /&gt;the world is burning in a fire full of grief.&lt;br /&gt;tell me which path you went through..&lt;br /&gt;i also want to come there..&lt;br /&gt;even now tell me what it is..&lt;br /&gt;i will come in search of your house..&lt;br /&gt;i thought that the day will come..&lt;br /&gt;when the fire was eating you up,&lt;br /&gt;i turned and walked.&lt;br /&gt;the princess of the city,&lt;br /&gt;can you close your eyes like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-7234757191361301757?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/7234757191361301757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/7234757191361301757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/7234757191361301757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-is-it.html' title='how is it?'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-7912557064517796519</id><published>2009-07-24T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:16:20.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop telling me this!</title><content type='html'>each time and every time my friends will try to comfort me,though thanks but that can never really help to 4gt her plus worsen the situation...these are the words they keep telling to me...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life goes on." - No, it does not - The life I shared with her is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is in a better place." - Obviously you did not think much of the life she and I shared. I think she was fine right where she was.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"It is all part of God's plan." - If that's the case, then God is an asshole. Am I supposed to be comforted knowing God plotted my girlfriend's death? Furthermore, in the case of murder, does this make killers 'God's little helpers'?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"It is all for the best." - For whom? My girlfriend? Me? The greater good of the nation? Tell me exactly how this is best.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"She looked so good/peaceful at the funeral." - Wow, I thought she looked dead. If you thought she looked good dead, you should have seen her alive!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"If there is anything I can do..." - Just once I wish I had said, "Can you build a deck? She always wanted me to have a deck..."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"It will all be okay." - There is only one way this could be okay: Is she coming back to life? Cause, if so, I should really get her a card or something...&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"Call me." - I barely have the strength to get through the next minute, let alone seek out support. If you really want to help, reach out to me - I'll be at home hiding under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"Try to forget about her." - Tell you what, pal: I'll cut off your left arm, then I will ask you to forget about it. Same difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is best not to say anything at all.it does hurt and time never really helped me nor does others...i'm fuckin carving for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-7912557064517796519?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/7912557064517796519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/stop-telling-me-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/7912557064517796519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/7912557064517796519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/stop-telling-me-this.html' title='stop telling me this!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4752151236635551145</id><published>2009-07-20T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:33:49.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fwGHQ6WyQFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fwGHQ6WyQFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dztdRzWxMo4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dztdRzWxMo4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-4752151236635551145?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/4752151236635551145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4752151236635551145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4752151236635551145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-3754128369700943548</id><published>2009-07-09T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:55:19.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>true facts!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of what I thought very funny.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.(Hardly seems worth it.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced  to create the energy of an atomic bomb. (Now that's more like it!)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body&lt;br /&gt;      to  squirt blood 30 feet. (O.M.G.!)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes. (In my next life, I want to be a pig.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.) (I'm still not over the pig.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour. (Do not try this at home...... maybe at work.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its  body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off. ("Honey, I'm   home. What the....?!")&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            A mantis breeder has assured me that you preying mantis can copulate with the male's head still attached, even several times. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The flea can jump 350 times its body length.  For a human, that would be  equivalent to jumping the length of a football field. (30 minutes...lucky pig... can you imagine??)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds. (What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?) &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Some lions mate over 50 times a day. (I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Butterflies taste with their feet. (Something I always wanted to know.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.  (Hmmmmmm........won't go there.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump. (OK, so that would be a  good thing....)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A cat's urine glows under a black light. (I wonder who was paid to figure that out.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain. (I know some people like that.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Starfish have no brains. (I know some people like that too.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Polar bears are left-handed. (If they switch, they'll live a lot longer.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure. (What about that pig??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-3754128369700943548?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/3754128369700943548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3754128369700943548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3754128369700943548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-facts.html' title='true facts!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-1773164015736367080</id><published>2009-07-03T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:12:27.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hanya tuk mu!!</title><content type='html'>Ku membenarkan jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku persembahkan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk bersama kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan diriku untuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;Belum pernah kumerasai begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua itu telah berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Harapanku palsu&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin hari yang satu&lt;br /&gt;Terus ku tertunggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di hatiku masih kamu&lt;br /&gt;Belum pernah ku ingin terus memburu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lemah tanpa kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ku inginmu dampingi ku&lt;br /&gt;Aku fahami aku bukan terbaik&lt;br /&gt;Untuk dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku tetap aku&lt;br /&gt;Yang terbaik untuk diriku&lt;br /&gt;Hanya satu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku membiarkan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk merinduimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku menghamparkan sakitku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk tatapan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersamamu harapanku&lt;br /&gt;Hilang dalam terang yang membutakanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lemah tanpa kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ku inginmu dampingi ku&lt;br /&gt;Aku fahami aku bukan terbaik&lt;br /&gt;Untuk dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai syurga ku menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Sampai syurga ku cintamu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan segala yang ku ada&lt;br /&gt;Ku berikan semua&lt;br /&gt;Untuk dirimu saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku mahu dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Biar sampai syurga&lt;br /&gt;Aku menunggu cinta darimu&lt;br /&gt;Agar ku sempurna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku fahami aku bukan terbaik&lt;br /&gt;Untuk dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku tetap aku&lt;br /&gt;Yang terbaik tuk diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya satu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lemah tanpa kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ku inginmu dampingi ku&lt;br /&gt;Aku fahami aku bukan terbaik&lt;br /&gt;Untuk dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai syurga ku menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Sampai syurga ku cintamu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-1773164015736367080?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/1773164015736367080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/hanya-tuk-mu.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='html'>By the time the Lord made woman, he was into his sixth day of working overtime. An angel appeared and said, "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart -and she will do everything with only two hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was astounded at the requirements. "Only two hands!? No way! And that's just on the standard model? That 's too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I won't," the Lord protested. "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But you have made her so soft, Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will she be able to think?", asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not a leak," the Lord corrected, " that's a tear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the tear for?" the angel asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women have strengths that amaze men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sing when they want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fight for what they believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stand up to injustice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts break when a friend dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends.Women have vital things to say and everything to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-2509976222612279021?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/2509976222612279021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-galz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2509976222612279021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Is made of stone&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to see you clearly&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;br /&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;br /&gt;Can i get that message home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My song is love&lt;br /&gt;My song is love unknown,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on fire for you, clearly&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;br /&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;br /&gt;And I'm nothing on my own&lt;br /&gt;Got to get that message home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna stand and wait&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna leave it until it's much too late&lt;br /&gt;On a platform, I'm gonna stand and say&lt;br /&gt;That I'm nothing on my own&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, please come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My song is love, is love unknown?&lt;br /&gt;And I've got to get that message home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-7587254047653281462?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/7587254047653281462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/06/ermmsori-guyzim-v-buzzy-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/7587254047653281462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/7587254047653281462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that,i would like to recite a poem to JESUS MESSIAH,...cause the poem coming after this is unforgettable...jesus..thx for being there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has come to rule 5 continents,&lt;br /&gt;he is like 1000 suns,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to live his life fully,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to upstage all the kings,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to encircle a charged army,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to grow tall till the blue sky ends,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to kindle fire in the breath,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to break human designs,&lt;br /&gt;he has come to stoop down like blessed clouds,&lt;br /&gt;..came like 1000 suns&lt;br /&gt;came to rule over you!&lt;br /&gt;came to rule over you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL,now coming back to my story...i start feeling angry these days i dont know why...and hell i did many sins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm half god and half beast,&lt;br /&gt;i'm the combination of both,&lt;br /&gt;beast from outside ,God's inside,&lt;br /&gt;i'm the poem which can't be understood,&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to develop God by killing the beast,&lt;br /&gt;BUT,killing the god and consuming HIM,&lt;br /&gt;ONLY beast grew up!&lt;br /&gt;yuvan,will you kill that beast?&lt;br /&gt;from the beast's defiled flesh,&lt;br /&gt;can you mould the God again?&lt;br /&gt;if the humans are the descendents of apes,&lt;br /&gt;will they become preys?&lt;br /&gt;Human who was the descendent from an animal,&lt;br /&gt;will he share the Glory of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reciting this...i started to show my hatred to all the females i met,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day we came into this world believing woman,&lt;br /&gt;..our umbilical chords get cut!&lt;br /&gt;the tree which believes the soil,&lt;br /&gt;..one day the cyclone will uproot it!&lt;br /&gt;the organs which are inside you,&lt;br /&gt;..one day even they'll deceive you!&lt;br /&gt;in that,the belief of believing woman,&lt;br /&gt;will it come with you till you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,then once again i tried to change...to bad still i can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a combination of half god and half beast!&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bird singing poetry,&lt;br /&gt;flying in air and dancing in rain,&lt;br /&gt;in each and every drop,&lt;br /&gt;my roots of life are getting chilled,&lt;br /&gt;even after all drops have got chilled,&lt;br /&gt;..but two chops are still burning me?&lt;br /&gt;yuvan,don't you know that rain drops will not burn you?&lt;br /&gt;the hot drops that're running down the cheeks are tears!don't you know it?&lt;br /&gt;you're one who has seen both burning rain and chill rain,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one who bathed others in the Rain of tears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-3395006181088670793?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Her parents were out, she was on her way to the school’s valentine’s dance, and to top it all off, the boy she had had her eyes on for weeks, Chad, actually asked her out! Sure, she felt bad about breaking up with Robert, her boyfriend of seven or eight years, but he was starting to get so old. He was always hanging around her, and at times it seemed as though he considered her his fiancé. It was about eight when her new boyfriend pulled in to take her to the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, how’ve you been?" he asked as she got into his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You act like we’ve been apart for weeks!" she responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you know, baby, it feels like that sometimes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlene was a little confused about that remark, since he had only asked her out that day, but she didn’t say anything. After all, she didn’t want to upset him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they got there, many people were just standing around, along with Darlene’s ex-boyfriend, Robert. As she tried to enjoy herself, she couldn’t help but notice that he seemed to be staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chad, I want to go home…" she whispered in her date’s ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but why don’t we go to my place for a while, you know, for Valentine’s Day," he answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ugh, get away from me!" she yelled when realized he had his hand up her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, baby, come back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was too late; she was already out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried as she walked home in the cold Texan night. Her house was nearly twelve blocks away, and she had left her only jacket in Chad’s car: she didn’t feel like going back to get it. She wondered why people had to be so bad, why things were the way they were. It was nearly eleven o’clock, and she wasn’t very close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten feet away in an alley by a pharmacist’s office, a masked figure watched his quarry. Most of the past few weeks he had devoted to this night, and nothing was going to stop him now. Silently, he walked a good dozen yards behind her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Darlene got to her house, she noticed the lights were all out. Her dad shouldn’t be asleep yet: he had to be at work in ten minutes. "Maybe he left early", she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got in, she noticed the huge bouquet of roses and a chocolate heart on the dining room table. While she stared at the huge present, she heard a noise behind her. She turned around to see a tall man wearing a sackcloth mask standing less than a yard behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Darlene."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-6420490157694256914?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/6420490157694256914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-piece-of-novel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/6420490157694256914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/6420490157694256914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-piece-of-novel.html' title='my piece of novel!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-508119153247810283</id><published>2009-06-09T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:22:29.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COLDPLAY...!!</title><content type='html'>*  Born:1997&lt;br /&gt;    * Birthplace: London, England&lt;br /&gt;    * Best Known As: Performers of the Grammy-winning rock tune "Clocks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay's single "Clocks" won the Grammy Award for best record of 2003. The U.K. rock band is made up of vocalist Chris Martin (b. 2 March 1977), guitarist Johnny Buckland (b. 11 September 1977), bassist Guy Berryman (b. 12 April 1978) and drummer Will Champion (b. 31 July 1977). Formed in 1997, the band began playing gigs and released successful short recordings in the U.K. on their way to their first full-length album, Parachutes (2000). The single "Yellow" shot up the charts in the U.K., and frequent airplay on radio and MTV made it an international hit. After a tour of the U.S. in 2001, they released their second album, A Rush of Blood to the Head (including "Clocks") in 2002; it was hailed by critics as one of the best records of 2002. Known for their moody and melodic brand of guitar-oriented rock, the band has been favorably compared to Radiohead. Coldplay's other singles include "Trouble" and "The Scientist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Martin married actress Gwyneth Paltrow in December of 2003... "Clocks" was included in the 2003 Grammys because A Rush of Blood to the Head was released late in 2002; releases from October 2002 through September 2003 were eligible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well,every single time listening to their music it makes me calm...it so meaningful and heavenly spoken..i don't know why people will never like this band..this guyz are above all the singer i have known ever since i born..to music and entertainment industries..here comes a GOOD competitor..through coldplay's songs i learned how to love parents..god and most importantly is how to love 'love'...their songs even make me cry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~guyz plzz listen to their songs..i believe their songs have the healing ability~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-508119153247810283?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-6504035237861653600</id><published>2009-06-08T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:47:40.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately...</title><content type='html'>well..things is not being easy for me this past few weeks..i don't felt it at beginning but now i'm badly feeling...itz all because of 1 freaking case...was it my fault that i love ya so much..??..was it a sin??...or maybe i'm an ugly jackass...after thinking over and over...i found my conclusion...u know what...i'm gonna change...totally change...no point having many friend whom don't even care to know your problems...SO..introducing a new yuvan raj...the guy that never wanted to socialize with others till the rest of his life...i don't wanna meet new people and keep knowing the same people coz somehow all this has really depressed me... even now i'm writing this blog just to feel good and not to giv u guyz some kinda info..actually this new yuvan is the resurrection of the yuvan when MELLISSA passed away...i'm gonna change to him now...GOD..plz 4giv me as i'm gonna commit again my sins that i have done b4..all this is beyond my will..i accept of not getting the eternity live that every being wants..i just wanna be alone and alone now...why me? why must me? i just wanna be like other guyz but why i can't...mayb,god is trying to say that my life was fated to be his and not others but i too have feelings..i dunno wat 2 do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-6504035237861653600?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/6504035237861653600/comments/default' 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/&gt;Thinking of you on my face comes,&lt;br /&gt;A smile thats rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;With lots of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;And from my heart comes love streams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;With love from the depth of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-699741686509012759?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/699741686509012759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/06/ma-poem-copyright-d-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/699741686509012759'/><link 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people are more friendly then Malaysians,the Christian community over there are so cool and the churches are also huger than the one in Malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Sydney-autralia (ermm..actually this place was nice to visit but not much of entertainment u can get there because it's all about museums and zoo's that always makes me bored..yet sipping coffee on early morning that is freaking cold and facing the sun is truly a god's gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Manila-Philippines (well,over here the people are cool...i think they are the most devoted christians i ever met...so,itz very cool to hang with them..thank god i understand everything in bible so when they questioned me i answered all correctly..if u answer correctly then they will like you more...i must say that the girls over there are cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Bali-Indonesia  (experience yourself..in my opinion Bali is a fake heaven..so,don't miss it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)London-UK  (well..well...this place is very pleasant to visit but not all of them are friendly..most of them don't like Asians..otherwise,u can have fun at the 'hollywood gazzard' where they have this all kind of actors and actresses statue..and it's like 95% real replica..don't miss it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)NEW YORK-USA  (ermm..actually new york is kinda boring...maybe because i was too young when i went there but it was amazing when i came across many awesome 'new-yorker's'...yup,yup..this is people may look arrogant but believe me..there are the most kindest ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)ho chin minh-vietnam  (okie..the only reason i love this place is because you can shop as you desire...you can get all the branded stuff in a way cheaper price over here...but this items are 20% imitated from all the famous brands...and they look exactly like the original stuff...and this not like the 'pasar malam' stuff..they have their own store which is named after the real brands like gucci n etc..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)bangkok-thailand  (this place is just like the vietnam i visited but only difference is that my pen-pal lives here..so,i visited him at once..i really had fun moments with him..congkla..'senat mo mai manglang'..means 'i appreciate what u done for me'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Capetown-South Africa  (i salute this place,i shall never forget my moments over here...over here i learn that god is great to create such a wonderful nature in such a country...the pacific ocean and Mediterranean ocean which met each other is just like a dream..if u see that i think you will never wanted go home..the summer breeze and the summer snow is just wonderful...guyz U SHOULD GO THERE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)LA-USA (when i'm back to US after 3 years..i'm ready to have fun...n hell yeah i had fun...i went to hollywood studios which is just fantastic..and the biggest fun was when i entered DISNEYLAND..huahaha...i bet the roller coaster will make you puke...sunway lagoon is just a shit compared to disneyland..plus i went during christmas so the place was just FUN,FUN AND FUN!..i love LA..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually..i'm not a rich guy who travel a lot...it's just that my dad is a high ranked worker in MALAYSIAN AIRLINES SYSTEM..so,every year..we will get free tickets...so,THANK YOU DADDY For not failing in bringing us to overseas every year..i love ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-1389316083756355141?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/1389316083756355141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-10-place-i-have-visited-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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God!!</title><content type='html'>10. The Sun – One of my favorite things to do in the morning is to walk outside on our house and look at our lovely view and feel the Suns warmth on my face and shoulders. I tip my face towards the Sun and say ‘Thank you God!’. Just letting my mind relax and focus on the wonderful warm feeling from the Sun is so blissful. Without the Sun our world would not be what it is and to contemplate how our solar system works and how the planets revolve around the Sun and why they revolve around the Sun is just baffling to me. It is truly a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Moon – The Sun lights up our day, but the Moon lights up our nights. There is something so magnificent about how the Moon goes through its cycles. There are times when I glance out and see the Moon and don’t even recognize it as the Moon. Once I came home and looked out the window and I thought there was some sort of celestial event happening. I saw this giant orange light in the sky, it almost looked like a fire in the sky. I just sat and stared trying to figure out what it was I was looking at. I called to my dad and as he entered the room I realized it was the moon. It had been distorted by some clouds passing over it. I had to laugh at myself for not recognizing the planet that I see almost every night. It’s interesting what a special relationship i have with the Moon. It was definitely one of both of my first words and i always point it out to me. When it is big and full it is such a joy for all of us to see. A complete miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Flowers - Flowers are the Eart’hs decorations, each flower is a great masterpiece. The colors, the aromas and the shapes. Completely amazing, how different each flower is, yet how beautiful. People always ask ‘what’s your favorite flower?’. Well, for me, it depends on what’s blooming that particular week or where I am. When I see the first crocus of the year sticking their little heads out of the snow, I get completely giddy. The aroma of lilacs send me to Nirvana. The exotic shape of the iris would make you think that they are delicate, yet throw a clump in your backyard and they will take over. I even like dandelions, mostly because i get such a kick out of them. My sister showed me a picture the other day of the praying mantis that looked just like a pink orchid. I could not believe it, so bizarre yet so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Rainbows - Ahh rainbows…I love them. First of all, I love the rain, especially a summer rain that cools off a hot day. The rain is my main course and the rainbow is my dessert. Our house has great views to the east. We often see complete double rainbows. Yes, there is a very logical reason we see rainbows. Rainbows are seen when raindrops, falling in the distance, bend and bounce sunlight back towards your eye. Each color of sunlight is bent and bounced in a slightly different direction. The colors separate around the bright edge of the reflection. Here’s the miracle ‘each color of the sunlight’. Is that not a complete miracle that the color of sunlight is actually made up of all those different colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Laughter - There is nothing more contagious than laughter and there is nothing that makes you feel better. I can be in the darkest mood and sound of my friends and family giggling pulls me right into the light. Try this experiment at your next gathering. Take one of your friends into another room and start laughing. I bet within 10 minutes every person will gravitate into that room, keep laughing and just watch everyones reaction. You will have everyone laughing and they won’t even know what they are laughing about, but no one will care because it just feels so great to be in a room full of laughing people. What a true gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tears - It is so perplexing to me why we actually cry. I understand feelings of sorrow and grief, but why do we cry? Why does our body produce a watery substance from our eyes, when we feel sad or sometimes extremely happy? I think tears are like rain. They are a gift from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Music - Sweet, sweet music. Music can bring up so many emotions and so many memories. There are songs that I associate with different times in my life. When certain songs play on the car radio when I am driving, like Eric Clapton’s “Bell Bottom Blues”, I can not leave the car until the song is over. It brings up such feelings of nostalgia. Music is so healing. just listening to music can change your mood in a matter of minutes. I know when my friends are having a rough time all I have to do is start singing their favorite song and they forget all of their worries. Thank you God for music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eyes - Eyes, they view this beautiful world and they are beautiful to view. Each set is so unique and so wonderful to gaze at. You can pretty much tell what kind of life a person has led by looking deep into their eyes. The eyes are so telling of what a person is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Birth - From conception to birth the whole process of creating a baby is so incredible. How those little bundles of love start from a couple of tiny cells is miraculous. How the women’s body does exactly what it needs to do to give the little create a place to grow and thrive is mind boggling. How could this happen by some freak of nature. How can anyone believe that this live just happens because of some random coincidence of chemical reactions. I just don’t buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Universe - Just thinking about the Universe hurts my head. There is so much we do not know about the Universe and I’m not sure we will ever now. It is a complete mystery. I love reading all the different theories of how the Universe was created and what is happening ‘out there’ today. Well here’s one of my theories. The Universe is God, the whole thing, including us. We are like tiny cells of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love - And the number 1 reason I believe in God, is ‘LOVE’. The most wonderful thing that we humans have. I start my day every day thinking about how lucky I am, because of all the people in my life that I love and all the people that love me. I remember asking my Mother when I was a child if we were rich. She always answered, ‘Yes we are rich, rich in love’. She was right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-5540670898765223711?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/5540670898765223711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-10-reasons-i-believe-in-god_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/5540670898765223711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/5540670898765223711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-10-reasons-i-believe-in-god_29.html' title='Top 10 Reasons I Believe in God!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4210212625043722830</id><published>2009-05-28T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T02:22:39.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things that i like the most...(tagged from vivi)</title><content type='html'>10)food!!(used to be in number 6,i juz love burger king n secret recipes)&lt;br /&gt;9)exercise(i used to not have this on the top 10 at all)&lt;br /&gt;8)computers(still in the same ranking b'coz i'm a gamerz)&lt;br /&gt;7)TV(i find some of them don't find time in watching movies or drama series..aren't it such a waste for not watching them)&lt;br /&gt;6)plkn??(i never missed my school life but i do miss my plkn life)&lt;br /&gt;5)babies(i never tell this to my friends coz they might laugh at it but it's my blog man...yup yup i love babies..their small cute fingers and toes really adorable)&lt;br /&gt;4)nature(god's gift for us..if you don't appreciate it then go get a life,nature is indescribable..the waving oceans and the sun set...most important the 'SUMMER SNOW')&lt;br /&gt;3)friends(i came across with many fantastic friends that never let me down even for a second..thank you,sathan,GB,ron,nitu,sammie,azeem,gladys,yii,wei shen,wai cheong,david,thinesh,navin,joey,john,kok,sameer and tan for being there for me)&lt;br /&gt;2)GOD(well,i love god for giving me this piece of life..though i always unsatisfied with my life but still god was there just to cheer me up..thank you god,thank you Jesus,thank you holy spirit) &lt;br /&gt;1)family(my family is everything for me,touch them means u touch me..hehehe beware coz i always love my beloved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-4210212625043722830?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/4210212625043722830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-things-that-i-like-mosttagged-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4210212625043722830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4210212625043722830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-things-that-i-like-mosttagged-from.html' title='10 things that i like the most...(tagged from vivi)'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4596938532762636332</id><published>2009-05-28T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:58:41.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does life mean to you and what's the most important thing to acheive?(tagged from vivi)</title><content type='html'>Every bird that sings is singing for love. Every flower that opens is opening for love, and every eye is in search of love. Every heart beats for love. Love is the very meaning of life. If there is no love, life becomes meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people start asking, 'What is the meaning of life?' that simply shows that they have not been able to find their love; hence the meaning is missing. Now there is no way to find it. If you cannot find it in love, then there is no other place to find it. Then you can go on searching, but it is in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that we achieve in life is dreamstuff, unless you come across something -- something which is deathless and which death cannot destroy. But to come to that, one has to work hard. It is an uphill task. We just remain interested -- we don't move into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me,.I can only live, life 24 hours a day, I can plan ahead but,&lt;br /&gt;murphy, lives in this world too. so, I should be content to accept what I accomplish each day and look forward to do it&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;to make my world a better place, than, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thank you, for asking, it reinforces, my thoughts and goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-4596938532762636332?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/4596938532762636332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-does-life-mean-to-you-and-whats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4596938532762636332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4596938532762636332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-does-life-mean-to-you-and-whats.html' title='What does life mean to you and what&apos;s the most important thing to acheive?(tagged from vivi)'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-660068512432261002</id><published>2009-05-26T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:58:42.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil!!</title><content type='html'>1.  After God perfectly sets the above stage for Adam and Eve and literally gives them everything under the sun, He tells them that there is now one thing that they cannot do. He specifically tells them that they can eat of every single tree that is in this garden - with the exception of one tree. This one tree was called the "tree of the knowledge of good and evil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this. God makes this test that they both had to pass for the future implication of all mankind as easy as He possibly could. He tells them that all they have to do is stay off of this one tree. He tells them that they can literally eat from every other tree that is in this garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible does not tell us how many other trees were in this garden - but I bet there were thousands of them. All they had to do was to obey God’s direct command to stay off of this one tree - and they would have eventually passed the test - and all of us could have been born into this perfect God environment. But they blew it big time - not only for themselves - but also for the rest of mankind that was to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to telling them not to eat any fruit that was on this one tree, God allowed one other thing to occur in this setup. He allowed Satan himself to be able to roam in this garden in the form of a serpent - knowing full well that Satan would try and tempt them to disobey His direct command to the both of them not to eat any fruit off of this one forbidden tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God sits back and watches this scenario unfold. Will Adam and Eve listen to and abide by God’s direct command not to eat any fruit off of this one tree - or are they going to allow themselves to be duped by the devil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  As we all know, they eventually fell for Satan’s lies. Satan first targets Eve, telling her that she will be like God if she eats the fruit off of this one forbidden tree. He tells her that she will have God’s knowledge of good and evil if she partakes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Eve trespasses and eats some of the fruit off of this forbidden tree, she then turns to Adam and convinces him to do the same thing. Adam then proceeds to eat some of the same fruit and once both of them have eaten off of this tree - an amazing thing then happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they had eaten off of this forbidden tree, the Bible tells us that they literally were allowed to run naked in this garden. They had no shame in doing this. They were as innocent and pure as little children. Until they had transgressed by eating off of this one forbidden tree, they had no sin in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they ate off of this forbidden tree, they had committed their first sin against God - and what happened after they did? The Bible tells us that their eyes were "opened" and they "knew" that they were naked. They then proceeded to sew some fig leaves together so they could cover their nakedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why all of a sudden would they want to cover their nakedness when they had been running around totally naked in this garden for who knows how long before this transgression took place? I believe the main reason was due to the fact that shame, guilt and condemnation immediately set in the minute they committed their first sin and transgression against God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute this shame, guilt and condemnation set in as a result of committing their first sin against God - they lost all of their childlike innocence and purity. And once they lost all of their childlike innocence and purity, they then became self-conscious of their nakedness and then had to make an attempt to try and cover it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Why was it so bad that Adam and Eve ate the fruit off of this forbidden tree? It was just fruit. The Bible says that they could tell that the fruit on it was good for food and that it was very pleasant to the eyes. So what was so bad about eating this fruit besides disobeying a direct command from God not to eat of it? What did this fruit represent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides disobeying a direct command from God the Father, I believe there was another reason that God did not want them eating any fruit off of this one tree. The clue is in what the tree was called - "the tree of the knowledge of good and evil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us that God wants us to be "simple concerning evil." In other words, He doesn't want us crossing over any lines to experiment with, to test out, or to engage in any type of sinful activity - not even one time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of fruit being on this tree, imagine that there was a bag of pot, a bag of cocaine or a bag of heroin. God’s original plan and design for all of us was that we not even attempt to experiment, even one time, with anything that is sinful such as some of the above items. The Bible says that the wages of sin is death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you cross over the line even one time to try and smoke pot, shoot up heroin or snort cocaine - you now have the knowledge of something that is sinful and evil because you have now ingested it - you have now taken it in - you have now officially tried it out. That is why this tree was called the "tree of the knowledge of good and evil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    God’s original plan and design for man was that man not have the "knowledge" of evil by engaging in it! Once you engage or enter into a specific sin - you now have the "knowledge" of it. That is why death resulted when Adam and Eve ate the fruit off of this forbidden tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Adam and Eve will have to face the consequences of transgressing against God by eating off of this one forbidden tree.&lt;br /&gt;The Consequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of transgressing against the Lord, Adam and Eve lost it all. Here are the specifics of what they lost. Study these very carefully, as these consequences had implications for all humans to follow - including all Christians who are now living under the new covenant with Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-660068512432261002?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/660068512432261002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/tree-of-knowledge-of-good-and-evil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/660068512432261002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/660068512432261002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/tree-of-knowledge-of-good-and-evil.html' title='The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4377731561233971392</id><published>2009-05-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:54:33.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today..!!</title><content type='html'>well...2day i had a very tiring day...going to college is so tiring...but it's okie..i think i can cope up with that...2day also i miss all my NS friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)neetheya raj  - 1 of the best dude ever...he and me like have all sort of same interests..when i first saw him i thought he was nothing but another arrogant indian..but i was wrong...he is one awesome guy that any girls could not afford him..dude i love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)samantha low  - hehe..she is the first girl i ever talked in NS...in god's grace i gt to be her friend..so do she...she is the kinda of girl that is alwayz silent but believe me..when u know her better..u will never think so b'coz she has so many stuff to talk to you...1 of the best friend i ever had...missin ya!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)gladys tan -  well,well,well....talking bout gladys..she's not my friend but my mom..she is ever caring girl i have ever met...she brought some big apple's donuts all the way from her place just 2 let us taste that wonderful piece...even yummy yummy delicious chocolate cookies...and the best part,we went to d church she always goes...and,that church really rockz....thx you 4 everthin gladys..we,sure gonna hav more gathering soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)navin rao - this dude is one of the most purest ever...i think he is d most gud person i hav come across...girls,he can b 1 good husband in future,so grab him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...also thank you to..wei shen,wai cheong,joey,john,thinesh,kok,yii rou ying and all other friends who supported me throughout my days in d camp..GOD BLESS YOU GUYZ!!i'm looking forward for our big family gathering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-4377731561233971392?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/4377731561233971392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4377731561233971392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/4377731561233971392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='today..!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-3586417771337879888</id><published>2009-05-25T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:40:28.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what love mean to me!!</title><content type='html'>Since a very long time ago, people have searched for the meaning of love. But even the great philosophers, with their profound definitions, could not fully touch its true essence.for me,i defined love in my own words...well,some of you may against it but it's the meaning for me...i really mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's what i call pure soulful love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)When someone loves you, the way she says your name is different. You know that your name is safe in her mouth.it's true guys..try it..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.kinda silly but i think it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs...hehe..try it..fun u know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at him because you know it would hurt his feelings..i bet most of you experienced it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Love is when my mom makes coffee for my dad and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.now that's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate..believe me..this works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)During my stage performance, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my dad waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Love is when mom sees dad smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..this is what happens to me...and i labeled all this as love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... remind us that our purpose here on earth is simply to love each other. Love of God and of all His people creates heaven here on earth, raising our consciousness and helping us to become more humane. This brings a lasting sense of peace and joy into our homes, our hearts, our relationships and everything we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things I command you,&lt;br /&gt;that ye love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ John 15:17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-3586417771337879888?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/3586417771337879888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-love-mean-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3586417771337879888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3586417771337879888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-love-mean-to-me.html' title='what love mean to me!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-8290913718884967721</id><published>2009-05-25T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:47:02.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Jdrama that made me cry!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/ShpZNT6hICI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IKP8ar8o2UE/s1600-h/summer_snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/ShpZNT6hICI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IKP8ar8o2UE/s400/summer_snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339678393420029986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shinoda Natsuo is the older brother of his younger sister Chika, and brother Jun. Their parents passed away, leaving Natsuo with the responsibility of bringing up Chika and Jun, as well as maintaining the family bike shop. His concern for his siblings goes beyond a normal brother’s love, and reflects Natsuo’s maturity and acceptance of his position as the new head of his family. His only joy in life, besides his siblings, is his diving—scuba diving amongst the corals and fish of the sea seems to take his troubles away. Enter Katase Yuki, a young lady with a terrible heart condition that makes her rethink every decision she makes. Her weak heart has caused her to be a liability at her work, and makes it difficult to make friends, friends who’d understand her limitations. When she and Natsuo meet, it starts of a strange romance, with him compensating for her weakness, and her trying to keep up with his naturally vibrant personality.and the best part is when Natsuo gave his life for Katase Yuki who had this heart problem.this drama really made a tough guy like to cry.I recommended this drama to all of you out there.Please watch this drama,because in the end of the drama you will learn something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-8290913718884967721?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/8290913718884967721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/jdrama-that-made-me-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/8290913718884967721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/8290913718884967721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/jdrama-that-made-me-cry.html' title='the Jdrama that made me cry!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/ShpZNT6hICI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IKP8ar8o2UE/s72-c/summer_snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-2672475931556481067</id><published>2009-05-25T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:25:58.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie of d month!!(MAY ISSUES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/ShpVsrODa4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3pAF3kv7CVE/s1600-h/angels_and_demons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/ShpVsrODa4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3pAF3kv7CVE/s400/angels_and_demons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339674534205418370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite his notorious relationship with the Church, Harvard symbologist Robert Langdon is once again called upon to decipher the clues to a catastrophic conspiracy. The Pope has died, and before conclave can begin to determine his successor, the four preferitti (primary hopefuls for the papacy) are kidnapped. An ominous threat of their hourly demise, along with the complete annihilation of Vatican City, is issued as an elaborate revenge scheme for a persecuted group known as the Illuminati. With their meager time limit steadily counting down, Langdon, accompanied by beautiful physicist Vittoria Vetra, must travel throughout Rome to unravel the carefully hidden signs that will lead them to a terrifying adversary, a harrowing discovery, and the shocking truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-2672475931556481067?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/2672475931556481067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-of-d-monthmay-issues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2672475931556481067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2672475931556481067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-of-d-monthmay-issues.html' title='movie of d month!!(MAY ISSUES)'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/ShpVsrODa4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3pAF3kv7CVE/s72-c/angels_and_demons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-973243876102342932</id><published>2009-05-25T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:15:29.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at last m free....</title><content type='html'>well..guyz sorry...coz i neva update my blog..i was juz to busy..but from now onwards m free...so,b prepared for more useful info coming from all sort of sources...hav fun k...btw,after this i'll giving more info about Christianity because its time for me to spread the gospel...so,check it out to...kevin and sathan..make sure u change after all this info...huahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-973243876102342932?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/973243876102342932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-last-m-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/973243876102342932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/973243876102342932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-last-m-free.html' title='at last m free....'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-1316411790615483831</id><published>2009-03-17T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:20:05.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Facts about Guyz!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb_33y1vPLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1tixiTuMy-s/s1600-h/liar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb_33y1vPLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1tixiTuMy-s/s320/liar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314238623232507058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. they prefer neat and presentable girls.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Guys hate flirts.&lt;br /&gt;   3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;   4. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;   5. "Are you doing something?" or "Have you eaten already?" are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;   7. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;   8. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;   9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.&lt;br /&gt;  10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;  11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them. .......dont think so&lt;br /&gt;  12. Guys want to tell you many things but they can't. And they have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking! but do not generalise&lt;br /&gt;  13. Guys cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;  14. Don't provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.&lt;br /&gt;  15. Guys can never dream and hope too much.&lt;br /&gt;  16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.&lt;br /&gt;  17. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;  18. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...never mind!" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;  19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands......yeh rite - watever.&lt;br /&gt;  20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;  21. When a guy makes a prolonged "umm" or makes any excuses when you're asking him to do you a favor, he's actually saying that he doesn't like you and he can't lay down the card for you.&lt;br /&gt;  22. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow". ......so true.&lt;br /&gt;  23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.&lt;br /&gt;  24. Guys hate gays!&lt;br /&gt;  25. Guys love their moms.&lt;br /&gt;  26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.&lt;br /&gt;  27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.&lt;br /&gt;  28. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;  29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.&lt;br /&gt;  30. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.&lt;br /&gt;  31. Like Eve, girls are guys’ weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;  32. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;  33. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;  34. No guy is bad when he is courting&lt;br /&gt;  35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.&lt;br /&gt;  36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.&lt;br /&gt;  37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;  38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.......very true.&lt;br /&gt;  39. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;  40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;  41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts. ........sumtimes.&lt;br /&gt;  42. Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;  43. Guys virtually brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;  44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.&lt;br /&gt;  45. Guys think too much.&lt;br /&gt;  46. Guys' fantasies are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;  47. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does!......very true.&lt;br /&gt;  48. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;  49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.&lt;br /&gt;  50. It's not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-1316411790615483831?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/1316411790615483831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/50-facts-about-guyz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/1316411790615483831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/1316411790615483831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/50-facts-about-guyz.html' title='50 Facts about Guyz!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb_33y1vPLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1tixiTuMy-s/s72-c/liar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-3072116930061598394</id><published>2009-03-16T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:16:12.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleach!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb5Q8LPXBRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FU7lGNIDZqc/s1600-h/Hollow_Ichigo_smiles_by_Mifang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb5Q8LPXBRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FU7lGNIDZqc/s320/Hollow_Ichigo_smiles_by_Mifang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313773605083350290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb5Q7xxDhaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0QXQUYzpTHk/s1600-h/AbaraiRenji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb5Q7xxDhaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0QXQUYzpTHk/s320/AbaraiRenji.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313773598245356962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichigo Kurosaki has always been able to see ghosts, but this ability doesn't change his life nearly as much as his close encounter with Rukia Kuchiki, a Soul Reaper and member of the mysterious Soul Society. While fighting a Hollow, an evil spirit that preys on humans who display psychic energy, Rukia attempts to lend Ichigo some of her powers so that he can save his family; but much to her surprise, Ichigo absorbs every last drop of her energy. Now a full-fledged Soul Reaper himself, Ichigo quickly learns that the world he inhabits is one full of dangerous spirits and, along with Rukia--who is slowly regaining her powers--it's Ichigo's job to protect the innocent from Hollows and help the spirits themselves find peace.well...this is one of my fav anime and manga..itz so freakin awesome anime...i love hollow ichigo and renji...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-3072116930061598394?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/3072116930061598394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/bleach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3072116930061598394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3072116930061598394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/bleach.html' title='bleach!!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb5Q8LPXBRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FU7lGNIDZqc/s72-c/Hollow_Ichigo_smiles_by_Mifang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-4937933661125120203</id><published>2009-03-15T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:30:13.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>huahahaha...funny pics...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb0tCetFh1I/AAAAAAAAADI/MY2TwxHM6J4/s1600-h/sweeney_todd04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb0l-SQxM_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/GSFQarKuoE0/s320/sweeney_todd04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313444887351342066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb0l95WeTlI/AAAAAAAAABw/ScKL1m0zxWo/s1600-h/johnny-depp-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb0l95WeTlI/AAAAAAAAABw/ScKL1m0zxWo/s320/johnny-depp-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313444880664383058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH..here he is...the most anticipated 'demon barber of fleet street' is gonna crack you...yeah he is nuthin else but JOHNNY DEPP..small thing bout him...&lt;br /&gt;Born: 9 June 1963&lt;br /&gt;Where: Owensboro, Kentucky, USA&lt;br /&gt;Awards: Won 1 Golden Globe, 3 Oscar and 2 BAFTA nominations&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5' 10"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmography: The Complete List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a bizarre and bumpy road for Johnny Depp. He tried to be a rock star, only to see his band split. He moved into serious acting, only to have his credibility destroyed by accidentally becoming a teen pin-up. Then, defying his idol-status, he threw himself into the cinematic underground and slowly, slowly proved himself to be one of the most adventurous and genuinely bohemian actors of his generation, both a serial Oscar nominee and the headliner of some of the biggest moneyspinners in cinema history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born John Christopher Depp II on June 9th, 1963, in Owensboro, Kentucky - the self-styled "barbecue capital of the world". His father, John Christopher senior, was a city engineer, and his mother, Elizabeth Sue Wells, a waitress. He was always very close to his mother, but perhaps even closer to his grandfather, who he knew as Pawpaw (Depp himself was known as Dipp or Deppity Dawg). He'd visit Pawpaw often, and happily recalls sunny days picking tobacco together. It was a terrible shock to the seven-year-old boy when Pawpaw died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also traumatic was the family's move to Florida soon afterwards. John Senior did eventually find secure work as director of public works at Miramar, but the family spent a long time living in motels and were constantly shifting from place to place - well over a dozen in total. It was bad for the older kids - daughters Debbie and Christie (now Johnny's personal manager), and brother Danny (known as DP, now a screenwriter) - but Johnny took it especially hard. Though an inquisitive child - at 8 he was hugely interested in Evel Knievel and World War 2 - he did not take to school and went off the rails, once being suspended for mooning the gym teacher. By 12, he was smoking, very soon came drinking, and drugs. There was petty theft and vandalism, he lost his virginity at 13. Small wonder he got into rock and roll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny first discovered a love of music back in Owensboro, when attending the church of his uncle, a fundamentalist minister. His uncle would preach, the people would clutch his feet and be redeemed, but Johnny was more taken by the gospel music. In Florida, as this troubled adolescent became a surly teenager, he received a guitar from his mother, a $25 Decca electric with a little blue amp. Having stolen a chord book from a local music shop, he, like millions before him, retired to his room and taught himself to play - Smoke On The Water and Led Zeppelin being his first ports of call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On emerging, he was a competent garage rocker. Getting together with a bunch of neighbourhood lads - one had a bass, another a PA system, they made their own lights - his band began to play backyard parties, playing songs by The Beatles, Cheap Trick and Chuck Berry. By the time he was 16, with the band now called Bad Boys, he was making $25 a night at Florida's nightclubs. There were drawbacks. Still underage, he had to enter clubs through the back-door and leave after the first set. But it was good, and got better. Convinced they were on to something, Depp dropped out of school at 16. Not so sure, his parents (who'd divorced the year before) told him that, if he was capable enough to do without education then he'd also be able to support himself without their help. Thrown into a quandary, Depp considered returning to school and even met with the Dean. The Dean, though, told to stick with music as it was the only thing to which he'd ever applied himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influenced by The Clash, Elvis Costello, early Motown and the fledgling U2, Bad Boys changed their name to The Kids and started to take off, supporting such luminaries as Talking Heads, Ramones, The Pretenders, B-52's and Iggy Pop (Depp remembers his first self-consciously punky words to Iggy being "F*** you! F*** you! F*** you!". Iggy called him "a little turd" and ignored him). Aiming for the big time, they packed their gear into trailers and relocated to Los Angeles, hoping for the big record deal. It would never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the age of 20, Depp was married, to make-up artist Lori Anne Allison, five years his senior. As The Kids were struggling, having to get day jobs to support themselves (Depp was at one point selling ballpoint pens over the phone), she suggested her husband try acting, and introduced him to her friend Nicolas Cage. Cage persuaded a reluctant Depp to meet his agent, Ilene Feldman and she got him an audition for an upcoming movie by Wes Craven, already notorious for The Hills Have Eyes. After the tests, Craven turned to his young daughter for casting advice - she liked Depp. And so Johnny made his feature-film debut as a hunky boyfriend devoured by a killer bed in A Nightmare On Elm Street. The money, he figured, $1200 a week for eight weeks, would come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music coming first, Depp had hoped this would be a one-off but, unable to see any future, The Kids split up. So he continued acting. After starring in the wretched teen sex comedy, Private Resort (and despite having been divorced from the supportive Allison), he decided to get serious and enrolled at The Loft, a Los Angeles acting school. Dividends were near-immediate as he won the part of Private Lerner in Oliver Stone's Oscar-winning 'Nam drama Platoon. Unfortunately, it was his last good part in years. He appeared in episodes of Hotel and Lady Blue, and the TV movie Slow Burn, with Eric Roberts and Beverly D'Angelo, but that was it. He'd found another band, Rock City Angels, but the work wasn't coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it did come, he turned it down. The producers of a new Fox TV series came knocking. Called 21, Jump Street, this was to involve a crack squad of young policemen, working undercover in schools to stamp out youth crime. Now a budding Orson Welles, Depp thought it beneath him, or at least wrong for a serious artiste. But no one else was right for the part, so the producers asked Depp again. This time he took it. Not only did he need the work but, he reasoned, no way would the show last more than one season. It couldn't hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the show took off, with Depp - Officer Tom Hanson - its most popular character. Very rapidly, he became a teenie idol, worshipped for his looks (nightmare!), and was receiving 10,000 letters a month. The $45,000 per episode was nice, but Depp was trapped and, possibly, ruined. Help came from strange quarters. Director John Waters, infamous for having Divine eat dog-muck in Pink Flamingos, was looking for a real heartbreaker to star in his latest happily disgraceful enterprise, Cry-Baby. He cannot possibly have imagined that Johnny Depp, one of the hottest young stars on TV, would have been so keen to lampoon himself. But, desperate to escape his new pretty-boy image, he was, and signed on to star alongside Ricki Lake and porn queen Traci Lords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his run at 21, Jump Street coming to an end, Depp took another swipe at his image by starring in Tim Burton's lower-budget Batman-follow-up Edward Scissorhands. Spikey-haired, pasty-faced and horribly scarred, with terrifying blades for fingers, he tried to bury Tom Hanson for good. And, expressing himself only with his eyes and clumsy movements, he was brilliant, easily outshining his co-star Winona Ryder to whom he was then engaged. He'd earlier been engaged to Twin Peaks siren Sherilyn Fenn, between 1985 and '88, and then to Dirty Dancing star Jennifer Gray, but Ryder, he said, was the one. Their eyes had met at the premiere of her Great Balls Of Fire movie, they'd later been introduced at the Chateau Marmont hotel (where John Belushi OD-ed) and had their first date at a party thrown by psychedelic guru Dr Timothy Leary, Ryder's godfather. Depp famously had Winona Forever tattooed on his arm (he already had a Betty Sue one, for his mum), later changing it to Wino Forever when they split. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That split came soon, in 1993, as Depp entered an extraordinary run of movies. There was the superb What's Eating Gilbert Grape?, where he played a small-town boy torn between Juliette Lewis and Mary Steenburgen, wishing to escape but tied to his dysfunctional family (Leonardo DiCaprio was fantastic as his retarded brother). There was the sweet Benny And Joon, where he drew on the characters and routines of Buster Keaton and Charlie Chaplin. Then there was another strange family and two more women in Arizona Dreaming. Depp's reputation as a class act was growing but personally he was off the rails again, drinking heavily, with rumours of hard drug-taking rife. He was dreadfully unhappy, all the more so when River Phoenix died of an OD outside The Viper Rooms, the LA club Depp co-ran (in 1999, he'd open the Man Ray restaurant/bar in Paris, along with Mick Hucknall and Sean Penn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1994, Depp began a tempestuous on-off relationship with supermodel Kate Moss. He was arrested for trashing a New York hotel room (he'd been arrested in 1989, in Vancouver, for fighting with hotel security, and would be again, in 1999, for scrapping with the paparazzi). But his work got better and better. First, he returned to Tim Burton with Ed Wood, a loving portrayal of the hopeless transvestite director, for which Martin Landau won an Oscar as the ageing Bela Lugosi (Depp would later buy a Hollywood mansion formerly owned by Lugosi himself). Then there was the excellent Don Juan DeMarco where psychiatrist Marlon Brando attempts to convince a hilarious Depp that he's not the great lover of legend - only to discover that sometimes madness is better than sanity. Nick Of Time was a taut thriller, running in real-time, while Jim Jarmusch's Dead Man was one of the most beautiful films of the last 20 years. Here Depp is Bill Blake, a young truth-seeker in the old West who, aided by a Native American convinced Depp's the poet William Blake, finds murder and mayhem, only to discover serenity and wonder in dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His reputation now solid, he was thoroughly convincing as undercover cop Donnie Brasco, falling under the spell of mobster Al Pacino - for this role Depp spent much time with real-life Brasco, Joe Pistone. Then he directed for the first time with The Brave, a screenplay he co-wrote with his brother DP. Here Depp also starred as a Native American (Depp is actually part-Cherokee) who, alcoholic and just out of jail, decides to die in a snuff movie in order to feed his family. The movie, featuring Depp's buddy Brando, was nominated for the Palm D'Or at Cannes, but never received a proper cinema release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally splitting with Kate Moss in 1998, Depp would soon meet French singer/actress Vanessa Paradis and relocate to the south of France, then Paris, where he could live a "normal" life. They'd marry in 1998 and have two children, daughter, Lily-Rose Melody and son Jack. Depp would continue to battle with the paparazzi, but now he was protecting his children's privacy. Possibly Nick Of Time, where he played the father of a kidnapped kid, made him all the more sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But though he sought normality in the day-to-day, his roles were now far from normal. He played Hunter S. Thompson in Terry Gilliam's freaky Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas, having researched his part by living in the man's house, drinking and shooting with him (Depp has a huge collection of guns, a habit he got from his father), and setting off 75-foot explosions. Next he was Jack Kerouac in The Source, with Dennis Hopper as William Burroughs and John Turturro as Allen Ginsberg. He was a rare-book dealer in Roman Polanski's odd satanic thriller The 9th Gate (Depp also collects rare books himself, as well as insects). This was shot in France, Depp meeting Paradis while there, then shelved for some time. Next came the equally strange sci-fi weird-out The Astronaut's Wife, and then it was back to Tim Burton yet again with Sleepy Hollow, with Depp as young detective Ichabod Crane, on the trail of Christopher Walken's superlatively horrible Headless Horseman. Some criticised Depp's insistence on bringing comedy to the role but he delivered some delightful moments of surprised innocence that worked well with Burton's grim backdrops and a heavy-duty thespian cast. He was rewarded with a Number One hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, there was Sally Potter's The Man Who Cried with his Sleepy Hollow co-star Christina Ricci, and Before Night Falls, the tale of Reinaldo Arenas (brilliantly played by Javier Bardem), a gay Cuban poet persecuted by Castro's post-revolutionary regime. In the latter, Depp would appear twice, in violently different roles. First he'd pop up as a pouting drag queen who smuggles Arenas' manuscripts out of prison in his anus (the handover scene, involving four rolls of paper, is hilarious), then as a sadistic interrogator with an unfeasibly large member, taking erotic pleasure in sliding his revolver into a terrified Bardem's mouth. Then came the Oscar-nominated Chocolat, wherein Depp based his accent on that of his friend, The Pogues' Shane MacGowan. Depp has continued his musical connections throughout, appearing in the video for MacGowan's That Woman's Got Me Drinking, as well as The Lemonheads' It's A Shame About Ray, Concrete Blonde's Joey and Tom Petty's In The Great Wide Open. He's also in an occasional band called P, who released an LP in 1995, played slide on Oasis's Fade In-Out on the Be Here Now album, and appeared with Brad Pitt and Keanu Reeves on the Hollywood Goes Wild LP, in aid of an animal rescue charity. Beyond this, 2001 would see him direct several videos for his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depp's refusal to pander to the mainstream continued with Blow, where he played George Jung, the man credited with helping Pablo Escobar gain entry into the US cocaine market. Depp, naturally, visited Jung in prison to get his part right. Onset, he was not always so serious, indulging in an ongoing fart-joke with co-star Penelope Cruz. His humour is as idiosyncratic as his choice of roles. He calls himself "Mr Stench", and it was telling that he chose to send himself up so mercilessly on the last ever Fast Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came From Hell, where Depp appeared as Inspector Frederick Abberline, a psychic and opium-addled cop aided by a disapproving Robbie Coltrane and tart-with-a-heart Heather Graham while on the trail of Jack The Ripper. It wasn't a big hit, but that has never mattered to a man so keen to avoid trading on his looks that he turned down the lead in Speed (which made Keanu Reeves a star), the Brad Pitt part in Legends Of The Fall, and the rather tasty role of Lestat in Interview With The Vampire (taken by Tom Cruise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After From Hell, Johnny disappeared for a while. This was due mostly to the spectacular collapse of Terry Gilliam's The Man Who Killed Don Quixote, a farrago masterfully captured in the documentary Lost In La Mancha. 2003 brought rumours that Gilliam had managed to re-finance the project, seemingly an advancement on The Fisher King, and that Depp would return to the fray. It's to be hoped that it works out. Though many disliked the pair's collaboration on Fear And Loathing, Don Quixote would see Gilliam back on familiar mediaeval ground and surely back on form. And Depp's sense of adventure and fun could only serve him well, just as it has done for Tim Burton, Gilliam's only modern rival in the (serious) fantasy genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Depp DID return, it was with an unexpected smash hit. Based on a Disney theme park ride, Pirates Of The Caribbean: The Curse Of The Black Pearl looked doomed to go the way of Renny Harlin's Cutthroat Island. However, with inspired casting that saw Geoffrey Rush ham it up wildly as the ferocious (and undead) pirate Barbossa and Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley shine as life-threatened lovers, word of mouth turned it into a huge smash that passed $200 million at the US box office in only four weeks. And Depp was the undisputed star. As Barbossa's nemesis Jack Sparrow, he could easily have taken the Errol Flynn route to action heroism. Instead, just as he had based his Chocolat character on Shane MacGowan, so he conjured Sparrow from the crumbling but still caustic remains of Rolling Stones guitarist Keith Richards. It was brilliantly weird, so weird that director Gore Verbinski actually had the other characters in the movie comment on its strangeness. And, given the performance resided in such a massive success, millions now recognised Depp's versatility and comic ability, even the critics agreed. No one was surprised when he was Oscar nominated. After Sleepy Hollow, this was the second time Depp had chosen an unpredictably comic path to Number One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for Depp's absence from the world's screen's during 2002 was the delayed release of Robert Rodriguez's Once Upon A Time In Mexico. A follow-up to the director's El Mariachi and Desperado, this saw Antonio Banderas return as the guitar-player-turned-assassin in a higher-budget cross-double-cross scenario. Now on a major roll, Depp once more stole the show as the manipulative, corrupt and black-hearted CIA agent Sands, even writing his character's musical theme. Another held-up production would be JM Barrie's Neverland, charting the author's path towards writing Peter Pan by examining his relationship with dying mother Kate Winslet and the inspiration he receives from her young children. Depp would star as Barrie, alongside Julie Christie, Dustin Hoffman (who'd earlier appeared in Spielberg's Hook) and Johnny's Fast Show buddy Paul Whitehouse, and put in a performance of huge charm, flitting between childlike scamp and serious adult artist. Quite rightly, he'd be Oscar-nominated for the second time. Filmed before Pirates, Neverland had been briefly shelved to avoid competition with an excellent live-action adaptation of Peter Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Neverland's release had come a brief cameo in Yvan Attal's Ils Se Marierent Et Eurent Beacoup D'Enfants, a comedy drama where three friends enjoyed/endured relationships of varying stabilities. Two are jealous of the third's seemingly steady marriage to Charlotte Gainsbourg, but in fact he's getting some on the side and she's thrilled by a chance encounter with Depp's handsome stranger. Very different would be Secret Window, based on a Stephen King story, where Johnny played a writer attempting to escape the pain of his wife's infidelities by throwing himself into his work in a cabin in the woods. Then spooky John Turturro appears, accusing Depp of plagiarising his work and then stalking him with severely malicious intent. Once again undermining his glamorous image, Depp would play the persecuted Mort Rainey as morose and painfully self-contained, innocent and hopelessly dishevelled, adding to the tension as his world is violently invaded. It was an above-average thriller with some thoroughly neat twists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Neverland had seen him hit the box-office heights once again, Johnny finished 2004 in The Libertine, another period drama, this time set in the 17th Century. Here he played John Wilmot, the Earl of Rochester, one of the most dashing personalities of the Restoration - a war hero, poet, drunk and womaniser, who kidnapped a wealthy heiress he then married, indulged in many affairs and, though a favourite of Charles II, managed to get himself banished from court on several occasions. Quite a character, as he was also a fine poetical satirist and prime influence on Alexander Pope. It was a shame he died of drink and syphilis when only 32, but what a part for Johnny Depp, the sensitive hell-raiser, the pretty-boy with hidden depths, romancing Samantha Morton and Rosamund Pike and making impassioned speeches to Parliament. Having used Shane MacGowna's accent for Chocolat, he also now brought him onboard in a bit part as a scruffy bard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come 2005 and it was time for a reunion with Tim Burton and oddly, after the weak Planet Of The Apes and half-baked Big Fish, on this occasion Burton needed Depp more than Depp needed Burton (Depp once said of Burton that the director had saved him from being "a loser, an outcast, just another piece of expendable Hollywood meat". Charlie And The Chocolate Factory was to be a non-musical take on Roald Dahl's classic, far darker than Gene Wilder's extraordinary Willy Wonka effort. Many were considered for the Wonka part - comedians like Steve Martin and Robin Williams, and Burton's favourite screwballs Christopher Walken and Michael Keaton. But thankfully Depp won it, and brought along his own Charlie - Freddie Highmore, one of Kate Winslet's kids in Neverland, who'd impressed Depp with his otherworldly talents. Johnny's Sleepy Hollow co-star Christopher Lee would join in the fun, as would Burton's now-wife Helena Bonham Carter, with Depp's outstanding turn as a psycho child-man earning him another Golden Globe nomination. Lee and Bonham Carter would also join Depp in the director's next piece, provided voices for the animation The Corpse Bride, based on a Russian folk tale. Here Depp's character would be led into the underworld by a spooky Bonham Carter (she is surely the best spook in the business) whom he's accidentally married while his live fiancee Emily Watson waits at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second and third parts of the Pirates Of The Caribbean saga would be filmed back-to-back. The second would see Depp escaping cannibals, swordfighting on giant rolling mill-wheels and attempting to save his soul from Bill Nighy's monstrous Davy Jones. The third, where at one point he'd play multiple versions of Jack Sparrow, would have him fleeing both Jones and Tom Hollander's ruthless East India Company official. So popular had the first Pirates movie been that its sequels became cinematic events, massive money-spinners, with the third installment becoming the third biggest box office hit of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never one to waste such freedom, Depp now offered to work alongside Benicio Del Toro in The Rum Diary, based on the work of Hunter Thompson, Depp and Del Toro having earlier enjoyed their working relationship on Thompson's Fear And Loathing. The movie would also serve as a tribute to Thompson. When he committed suicide in 2005, it was Depp who financed a lavish party and fireworks display that peaked with Thompson's remains being fired from a cannon. The project, though, would prove complicated, Del Toro dropping out and Bruce Robinson taking over as writer and director. There'd also be Shantaram, based on Gregory David Roberts' novel, which would see Depp star as a junkie robber who escapes jail and flees to India, where he works as a doctor in the slums before turning gun-runner and counterfeiter and fighting Russian troops in Afghanistan. Pre-production would again be a troubled affair, with intended director Peter Weir walking after disagreements with Depp. In late 2007, Warner Brothers would postpone the production due to spiralling costs and script problems that could not be fixed due to the writers' strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, Depp already had another hit on his hands. Seeking a new challenge he'd reunited with Tim Burton for Sweeney Todd, a filmed version of Stephen Sondheim's hit musical. Burton had actually been attached to the project some six years before and approached Depp to play the lead. Depp, though, had been unsure of his singing voice. Now, his curiosity piqued, Depp would repair to a recording studio with his old friend Bruce Witkin, formerly his bandmate in The Kids, and try out the songs. He was, he felt, good enough to pull it off. In one way it would be a troubled shoot, production having to be shut down briefly when Depp's daughter suffered a mystery illness and spent time in Great Ormond Street hospital. In gratitude for the hospital's successful efforts, Depp would donate $1 million to its upkeep, thus mirroring the actions of JM Barrie, who he'd played in Finding Neverland, Great Ormond Street having long been financed by the proceeds from Barrie's Peter Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n Sweeney Todd, Depp would play a young barber who's framed and transported to Australia by Alan Rickman, an evil judge who ravisheses and ruins Depp's wife and steals his daughter. On his return to England, Depp would seek bloody revenge, reopening his business and, with the help of an adoring Helena Bonham Carter, turning his foes into pies. It was dark and gory and great fun with Depp receiving his third Oscar nomination and, at last, after years of courageous and quite brilliant performances, actually winning something, being awarded a Golden Globe. With Shantaram and The Rum Diary both held up, he would move on to Public Enemies, to be directed by Michael Mann, where he'd slip back to the 1930s to play uber-crook John Dillinger, pursued by the nascent FBI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever testing himself and his audience, Johnny Depp is still on the run from 21, Jump Street. In the process, he's become one of the very, very few film stars whose movies are unmissable. Indeed, he's arguably the most fascinating actor at work today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-1472917337445557589?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/1472917337445557589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/johnny-depp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/1472917337445557589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/1472917337445557589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/johnny-depp.html' title='johnny depp!!'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/Sb0l-SQxM_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/GSFQarKuoE0/s72-c/sweeney_todd04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-2560165753118719485</id><published>2009-03-15T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:54:15.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie of the month!!(march issue)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzeTV4bjhI/AAAAAAAAABo/eYyIazt1PnQ/s1600-h/watchmen002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzeTV4bjhI/AAAAAAAAABo/eYyIazt1PnQ/s320/watchmen002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313366084263054866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..since march hav not finished...i can't juz giv the credits to any movies...but since this movie really makes me wanna see it continuously so i gotta giv it a credit...well...itz 'WATCHMEN'....hell yeah...well actually it is like this.... n a gritty and alternate 1985 the glory days of costumed vigilantes have been brought to a close by a government crackdown, but after one of the masked veterans is brutally murdered an investigation into the killer is initiated. The reunited heroes set out to prevent their own destruction, but in doing so discover a deeper and far more diabolical plot.  Written by evan murphy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watchmen" is set in an alternate 1985 America in which costumed superheroes are part of the fabric of everyday society, and the "Doomsday Clock" - which charts the USA's tension with the Soviet Union - is permanently set at five minutes to midnight. When one of his former colleagues is murdered, the washed up but no less determined masked vigilante Rorschach sets out to uncover a plot to kill and discredit all past and present superheroes. As he reconnects with his former crime-fighting legion - a ragtag group of retired superheroes, only one of whom has true powers - Rorschach glimpses a wide-ranging and disturbing conspiracy with links to their shared past and catastrophic consequences for the future. Their mission is to watch over humanity... but who is watching the Watchmen?" Written by T-Hen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 1980's and it's a different world. Superheroes have been outlawed, the only ones still in operation under direct control of the United States government. Suddenly, those heroes both still in action and retired find themselves targets by an unseen enemy, who wants to kill them one by one Written by Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of heroes, forced into retirement a decade before are called together once again to investigate the murder of one of their own. What they discover an age-old conspiracy to change the balance of power in a world not different from our own. Written by Kent Sanderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adaptation of Alan Moore's landmark comic book series, Watchmen is a story set in an alternative 1985, where the world is ticking closer to the brink of nuclear war, and a plot to eliminate a band of ex-crimefighters is instigated, but why? and by whom? It is up to two of those ex-crimefighters to investigate the plot that seems to go beyond the unthinkable..so waitin  for what...check it in your nearest theaters..any HEY..THERE IS NO BATMAN IN THIS MOVIE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-2560165753118719485?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/2560165753118719485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-of-monthmarch-issue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2560165753118719485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/2560165753118719485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-of-monthmarch-issue.html' title='movie of the month!!(march issue)'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzeTV4bjhI/AAAAAAAAABo/eYyIazt1PnQ/s72-c/watchmen002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-3579191792197642155</id><published>2009-03-15T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:25:25.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DevilZ INC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXi7vjNRI/AAAAAAAAABg/HelG_gS6coE/s1600-h/thaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXi7vjNRI/AAAAAAAAABg/HelG_gS6coE/s320/thaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313358655542998290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXiuf62pI/AAAAAAAAABY/9sZ-whkh9tM/s1600-h/n1599881095_30144822_6096541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXiuf62pI/AAAAAAAAABY/9sZ-whkh9tM/s320/n1599881095_30144822_6096541.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313358651987778194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXhu46z5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/27MmmsJyX14/s1600-h/private_1_d3dc47146667144f58199c7256726692cc4eed88df1ae34e22747281e6eca78al.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXhu46z5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/27MmmsJyX14/s320/private_1_d3dc47146667144f58199c7256726692cc4eed88df1ae34e22747281e6eca78al.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313358634912763794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm...at last the devil's r back...well..before this we were called the 'airwalks' but now we are going into sumthin bigger which is 'DevilZ INC'...well..we are on our way in completing a promo video song...these are our main members... sathan,yuvanraj,thaya,sugumaran,embaraj,surendren,saravanan and many more n dis is sum of us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5188051994591864395-3579191792197642155?l=alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/feeds/3579191792197642155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/devilz-inc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3579191792197642155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5188051994591864395/posts/default/3579191792197642155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alammegahtroopers.blogspot.com/2009/03/devilz-inc.html' title='DevilZ INC'/><author><name>GeMpAkZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515693238712169930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzE1vo2OQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WeM2a2ZWBRQ/S220/photo0135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzXi7vjNRI/AAAAAAAAABg/HelG_gS6coE/s72-c/thaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5188051994591864395.post-3975276222464098255</id><published>2009-03-15T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:37:36.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie of the month!!(feb issue)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzMWJdDD1I/AAAAAAAAABI/EWfh-SPuqLE/s1600-h/slumdog-millionaire-20081024032712754_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzMWJdDD1I/AAAAAAAAABI/EWfh-SPuqLE/s320/slumdog-millionaire-20081024032712754_640w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313346341257285458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzMWCLnp-I/AAAAAAAAABA/NN5WeZRcHaI/s1600-h/slumdog_millionaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5xYJK4hzcqA/SbzMWCLnp-I/AAAAAAAAABA/NN5WeZRcHaI/s320/slumdog_millionaire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313346339305138146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...the best movie for this month is SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE..The story of Jamal Malik, an 18 year-old orphan from the slums of Mumbai, who is about to experience the biggest day of his life. With the whole nation watching, he is just one question away from winning a staggering 20 million rupees on India's "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?" But when the show breaks for the night, police arrest him on suspicion of cheating; how could a street kid know so much? Desperate to prove his innocence, Jamal tells the story of his life in the slum where he and his brother grew up, of their adventures together on the road, of vicious encounters with local gangs, and of Latika, the girl he loved and lost. Each chapter of his story reveals the key to the answer to one of the game show's questions. Each chapter of Jamal's increasingly layered story reveals where he learned the answers to the show's seemingly impossible quizzes. But one question remains a mystery: what is this young man with no apparent desire for riches really doing on the game show? When the new day dawns and Jamal returns to answer the final question, the Inspector and sixty million viewers are about to find out. 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