<?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-2649841194758567270</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:44:44.542-07:00</updated><category term='testing'/><title type='text'>growing in faith and towards perfection.</title><subtitle type='html'>i'm very new to blogging.. first time. had to get ALOT of help from syn yi and google.. credits for her.
anyway, i'll just advertise a few things. there will be concert and youth rally held by Father Stan Fortuna, USA. seminar is open to all non-muslims(i apologize for any hard feelings) for more info, just tag me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-2617283706528441019</id><published>2009-01-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:05:35.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring post.</title><content type='html'>i can't find any words to say for now.. i spent the whole night slacking on maple. lol -.-"&lt;br /&gt;saw how shane looked like, despite his bangla theme on maple..&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.. look forward for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader: "how convincing.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silverchair's Straight Lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ciczG2pyOD8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ciczG2pyOD8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="252"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciczG2pyOD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/ciczG2pyOD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="252"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd appreciate it if there were comments on my choice of songs&lt;/span&gt; :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-2617283706528441019?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/2617283706528441019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=2617283706528441019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/2617283706528441019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/2617283706528441019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring-post.html' title='boring post.'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-6963066661830858490</id><published>2009-01-06T04:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:40:38.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thrive?</title><content type='html'>when people twit when they chat.. doesn't it make them sound like they're drunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, it was fun in school today..&lt;br /&gt;paul made a grand entrance in school today by appearing at 8.15am after coming down from the airport.. "grand entrance", reminds me of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Soul_Eater_characters#Black_Star"&gt;Black Star&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so, let's jump to the conclusion and i'll post something interesting i learnt in English lesson.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmm, paul shared with us all sorts of goodies he bought from phillipines..&lt;br /&gt;he bought souvenirs? like this.. wood-carved penis like key chain.. lol -.-"&lt;br /&gt;that's that for today i guess.. i had a really small game of futsal with everyone after the holidays, feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shakespeare's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sonnet 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;don't&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just read it as it is. FEEEEEEL IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall I compare &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thee&lt;/span&gt; to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate.&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date:&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometimes declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;But thy eternal summer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shall not fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if there's anything you'd like to know, i'd be happy to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"forward my lecturer's intel"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. and i think from now, if my posts are way too short.. i would add in a random media. let's say the Nickelback song on my previous post.. anyone up for "top10 monthly hits"? i think u should know what that means right.. ngehehehe. now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady GaGa - Just Dance. &lt;/span&gt;Link : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D06CihM-YYg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D06CihM-YYg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="237" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D06CihM-YYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D06CihM-YYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="237" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for this post. please come back xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-6963066661830858490?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/6963066661830858490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=6963066661830858490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/6963066661830858490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/6963066661830858490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2009/01/thrive.html' title='thrive?'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-2471775097293980776</id><published>2009-01-05T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:24:04.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>a recent song by Nickelback, not sure when was it release.. u could always look it up on &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;wikipedia.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a vid of it, if u don't wanna stream it here then here's the URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0VRj2uw9L0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0VRj2uw9L0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this might look a little mini, i edited its size so u wudn't have to scroll sideways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="252" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0VRj2uw9L0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0VRj2uw9L0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="252" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, school started today.. we took off at 6.45am, got there.. not sure?&lt;br /&gt;lol. i'm not suppose to be online by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got myself a nice seat, found out Mr. Johnne's my class teacher.. wheeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;honestly there isn't much to say.. it was plain boring without paul around.. he's always entertaining in everything he does. like, say.. how often he goes down to check on chelsea or anything of that? and if he was in chemistry class today, he'd be laughing at the teacher's indian accent.. so, assembly was really really boring.. uncle fong actually expects us to listen to his for 1hr? hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, what else is there to share here? what a boring start.. ah well, random comedy from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soul Eater&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and.. u're suppose to read this comic strip left to right, and up to down still applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SWIBcxke5ZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KNkgIZZC3rU/s1600-h/LOLKID..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SWIBcxke5ZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KNkgIZZC3rU/s320/LOLKID..bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287790506340705682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't forget the "click-to-enlarge" feature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-2471775097293980776?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/2471775097293980776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=2471775097293980776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/2471775097293980776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/2471775097293980776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-1.html' title='Chapter 1'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SWIBcxke5ZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KNkgIZZC3rU/s72-c/LOLKID..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-1809507118937186184</id><published>2009-01-02T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:16:52.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the "soy story"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't think i have anything to write for now.. why not we wait till next monday when school starts? that's where the story begins.. titled quote from kiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i made out of inspiration:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SV7mffWINjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z3l6yiz0xZU/s1600-h/BANNEDSTORYLOL.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SV7mffWINjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z3l6yiz0xZU/s320/BANNEDSTORYLOL.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286916441244186162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-1809507118937186184?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/1809507118937186184/comments/default' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SV7mffWINjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/z3l6yiz0xZU/s72-c/BANNEDSTORYLOL.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-9173678242377921070</id><published>2009-01-02T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:44:50.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>did anyone see 2008?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll stick to trebutchet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everything happened so fast didn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i somehow got my "blogging mojo" back.. *quotes ee xin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mmm, i'll just stop here for now and resume.. in a few hours time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it is now 1:44am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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2008?'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-8793510371066867697</id><published>2008-07-04T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:04:41.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiance of the falling stars..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lately, i don't think much happened. hmmm. =\ anyway, let's see what happened in the past few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- didn't go to school for the &lt;u&gt;whole week&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- except for monday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- played maple at home. finally, &lt;strong&gt;NO LAG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- friday, didn't do much.. read below;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, as for friday.. nothing much happened. i think? nonono. alot of things happened. woke up at around 11 in the morning. got online.. mapled. lalalala.. got ready for stuffs at around 3. then, went to parkson.. discovered that the friggin concert starts at friggin 5pm?! and stupid dato fong put all the uber cool performance at the beginning.. where, there's nobody &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AT ALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the lights for the seats are still on some more. i hate dato fong for always being so &lt;strong&gt;BIAS&lt;/strong&gt;. and i hope he reads that. get me expelled, suspended, anything. if wanna slap me, i'll slap u back. not going to let u dishonour my dignity like that.. and every student deserves to give dato fong a slap in the face. assh*le. he's like what, one eye big one eye small as chinese say it.. something new and good for his reputation happens, he'll start putting his eye on it. if nothing special, he ignores it. reputation reputation reputation. what's with our school's CEO? not forgetting the ACEO whose almost the same.. so big ar. if her brother wasn't some YB she would be working in a restaurant.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now my post has become what, &lt;strong&gt;"Rant on &lt;em&gt;die want face &lt;/em&gt;people" &lt;/strong&gt;so &lt;em&gt;ai bin &lt;/em&gt;for what.. i apologize for my broken english. just direct translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;live bands were one of the best u can have for a school's concert and uncle fong doesn't seem to appreciate it. all he wants is people to see how international students can speak chinese. this is just plain crap. okay, enough. i'll concentrate on what i'm suppose to type. ah, so.. on the way to the concert, i just remembered i forgot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to bring joan and ee xin's tickets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ah, wtf?! then i had a plan, maybe when my aunty goes to work she could pass it to me. since maxim's very close to dewan suarah. hmmm, after i got to dewan suarah.. i tried looking for tickets for myself. and guess what, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;no stock.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wtf?! okay, i mean.. i got tickets for other people and not myself. even ee xin said &lt;em&gt;"u're funny sometimes"&lt;/em&gt;. lol, i'm not offended btw. i feel honoured! xD kkkkkkkkk, so. scott called then blablabla. in the end, he got me a ticket. yay4scott. ;D i went to maxim, waited for my aunty. when she came and pass me tickets.. i saw &lt;em&gt;jogathon mega draw tickets&lt;/em&gt; in her hands. after looking at them, i've just realize why i'm so blur sometimes. i got the genes from my mum.. but, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOW COULD SHE POSSIBLY MISTAKEN CONCERT TICKETS TO THESE?!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;AH. so, my aunty was very frustrated.. as how she always is w/e my mom does something really stupid. my aunty drove me back to my house to collect the tickets, i got them. and went back to dewan suarah.. got in the hall, sat down. reserved seats for xin, joan and jasmin. but for sitting outside, people were going in and out alot.. especially azr and me. lol. they got there really late.. and the concert was really boring. cos of uncle fong's arrangement.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, halfway thru the show.. i went downstairs to join the live band members. the breeze was amazing.. and by the end of the concert, paul was drum solo'ing. got the attention of everyone downstairs.. i'm so proud to be in his featured friends.. LOL. they'll be thinking, &lt;em&gt;"hey, isn't john a friend of that uber pro drummer?" &lt;/em&gt;lol, kkkkkkkk. enough.. i'm just kidding yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, today.. woke up at 5.30am to get ready for jogathon. woah, so early.. went to jogathon, started the race at around 7? SO TIRING! 8km. from pusat belia to tanjong lobang and back to pusat belia.. among my friends i was the first to get there, not boasting kk. =\ they came a few mins later. except, for alyssa. and her poor brother got left behind.. i think he was the last. LOL! i manage to finish it in around 45mins. pro-a-not. wuahahahahahaha. then, from pusat belia.. me and scott walked to parkson to be picked up. actually wanted to walk back home.. but, his mom suggested that she picks us up. so, after that. i came back home.. and here i am. soooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is where i'll stop.. i'll try to get some pictures tonight. and, i'm going to &lt;em&gt;iron my hair. &lt;/em&gt;;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-8793510371066867697?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/8793510371066867697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=8793510371066867697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/8793510371066867697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/8793510371066867697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/07/lately-i-dont-think-much-happened.html' title='Radiance of the falling stars..'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-8614649381544291159</id><published>2008-07-02T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:37:00.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah-Ger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there isn't much for me to post but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; just entertain with all of u this story from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TSGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(True Singapore Ghost Stories), &lt;/em&gt;the reason why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sharing this is because this story is practically the only story which affected me in the whole 17 volumes of books that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; read. well, affected not as in scared or terrified me or stuff like that. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ment&lt;/span&gt;, emotionally.. like more sentimental. let's just use &lt;em&gt;touched &lt;/em&gt;for it.. before anything.. try putting on a suitable song or just turn off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; music for the moment, ignore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;conver&lt;/span&gt;, etc. just for the sake of it. here it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH-GER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin, 21, National Serviceman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This happened a few years ago. It's about my sworn sister "Kim Mun Ah-Ger&lt;em&gt;"(just in case if you&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;'re&lt;/span&gt; wondering what sworn sister is, it's what we in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;malaysia&lt;/span&gt; call unofficial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;godsisters&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/em&gt; I call her "Ah-Ger". At that time, I was still a wayward youth who hung around with bikers and secret society members. Ah-Ger was my favourite "sister". We call our close buddies "brothers" and "sisters". She would always confide in me and it was as if we could talk about anything under the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So it wasn't surprising that one day, Ah-Ger came up to me and told me excitedly that she had found her "true love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I knew that Ah-Ger had many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;boyfriends&lt;/span&gt; previously but from the tone of her voice and her happy and vivid description of this guy, Justin, I knew that she was really serious this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She told me that Justin was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;guai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;guai&lt;/span&gt;", goody-two-shoes type with an upper-middle class family. He was then studying for his A-levels at a top junior college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah-Ger introduced me to Justin. Although we were on different wavelengths, I could sense that he was a really nice guy and was sincere towards Ah-Ger and would definitely treat her well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Justin had a good influence on Ah-Ger. She gave up smoking and mixing with all the Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bengs&lt;/span&gt; and Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(take not that Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bengs&lt;/span&gt; and Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lians&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore is different from what we have here)&lt;/em&gt;. She even told me that she wanted out of the gang shit and lead a normal healthy lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And she wanted to study hard and become a lawyer! But just when everything seemed to get better for Ah-Ger, tragedy struck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember it was my "brother's" girlfriend's birthday. Mona also happened to be Ah-Ger's good friend. The celebration was at one of the most happening discos in town. Anyway, something urgent cropped up and I wasn't able to attend the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was half-way through my business when I received a call from one of my "brothers". Apparently, there had been a gang clash at the disco between a rival gang and my friends and the casualties were heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, Ah-Ger was one of the badly-injured ones. When I rushed to her hospital bedside, she was already on the verge of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her left kidney had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;punctured&lt;/span&gt; and she had lost plenty of blood. It really hurt to see her young life passing away so meaninglessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She didn't even have a chance to talk to me when she finally died that very night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah-Ger's parents didn't want to be reminded about the tragedy so her funeral was a quick one. All this while, Justin, the person she loved the most in this world, didn't even bother to pay his respects or at least call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was really angry and one day, I took a few of my brothers and confronted Justin. I grabbed his collar and asked him if Ah-Ger had meant anything to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What he told me was absolutely unbelievable. According to Justin, Ah-Ger called him on that fateful night and asked him to meet her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Justin added he reluctantly agreed as he had to study for his upcoming A-levels and didn't wish to be distracted. He said he met Ah-Ger at around 3 am, which was about the time she passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Justin even said her hands felt cold and that she had acted strangely and seemed distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah-Ger told Justin to take care and to study hard for his exams. Her eyes became teary and she looked sad. He couldn't explain it. After bidding Justin goodbye, she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I told Justin about the tragedy, he lashed out at me and called me a liar. It was when I brought him to Ah-Ger's home that he finally believed me. He just stood there, stoned and dumb-founded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember clearly that on the seventh day after Ah-Ger's death, I was feeling down after quarrelling with my girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had drunk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and was on my way home. At that time, I was riding a "hexagon" scooter full with all the modifications and sound systems that you can expect an Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Beng&lt;/span&gt; to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My scooter was blasting techno music as I raced down the highway. Suddenly my scooter's amplifier began playing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; song, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;nian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nian&lt;/span&gt; bu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; will never forget" &lt;/em&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Sami&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt;. This was Ah-Ger's favourite song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I began to think of all the good times I had spent with Ah-Ger when suddenly, my heart froze. How could my sound system play this song when all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt; in my disc changer contained only techno music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The air around me grew chilly and I could sense a supernatural presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, I felt it! I felt a pair of hands hugging me around my waist like Ah-Ger would whenever she rode pillion on my scooter. I don't know whether it was the wind against my ears or the after-effects of being drunk but I swear I heard a soft whisper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It went "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Gor&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Gor&lt;/span&gt;, it's me." My heart stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The voice went on, "I had to leave first so please take care. Mend your wayward ways and live a worthwhile life. My time in this realm is up and I have to leave forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was definitely Ah-Ger's voice!! Following that I felt a &lt;em&gt;warm and gentle peck on my cheek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then everything became normal and techno music filled the air once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Believe me, her "farewell kiss" really warmed my heart and stirred my emotions so much that I stopped my scooter at the road shoulder and began sobbing like a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was the first time I had cried so badly for the loss of a loved one... the loss of my beloved younger sister, Ah-Ger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why did it have to end this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As for Justin, I lost contact with him. However, I head that he flunked his A-levels. It seemed that he never really got over his short-lived but magical romance with Ah-Ger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dearest Ah-Ger, wherever you are, I have heeded your advice and changed for the better. I will miss you dearly, eternally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;credits to, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;TSGS&lt;/span&gt; vol. 11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the writer of this story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-8614649381544291159?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/8614649381544291159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=8614649381544291159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/8614649381544291159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/8614649381544291159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-ger.html' title='Ah-Ger'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-9155581181326361765</id><published>2008-06-28T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:04:37.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate Ninja Showdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just a small comic strip i'd like to share with all of u. i got it off deviantART and credits to &lt;strong&gt;TheMasterPlan09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216979217727136658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SGZu9TE4o5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LPSRX7Q3sF8/s320/The_Ultimate_Ninja_Showdown_by_TheMasterPlan09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*click to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-9155581181326361765?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/9155581181326361765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=9155581181326361765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/9155581181326361765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/9155581181326361765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/06/ultimate-ninja-showdown.html' title='The Ultimate Ninja Showdown!'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SGZu9TE4o5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LPSRX7Q3sF8/s72-c/The_Ultimate_Ninja_Showdown_by_TheMasterPlan09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-8075291229275184165</id><published>2008-06-28T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:54:31.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super dancer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello all viewers and readers or fans? NGAHAHAHA. like i'd have any.. anyway, its 11:31pm right now and my eye lids are starting to gain weight. and before i run out of enough energy to hold those 0.000005 pound eye lids i better use em on my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here we go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so, woke up today.. at around 9? got ready for piano.. went to piano class, practiced pieces for exam. first time i felt so concentrated in piano class especially in the morning. the reason why i said this is cos i never seem to be able to concentrate, also.. i realize i concentrate better when having classes after school. but anyway, it felt really good.. being able to play piece by piece independantly.. ah well. before class, my mom said that she'd come pick us up.. and at the end, she said she was busy and asked jamie's aunty to pick us up instead. i mean, &lt;em&gt;wtf? she wanted to pick us up and she claims she's busy&lt;/em&gt;? anyway, i just want to say that she's very inconsiderate. just like emma.. i sound so harsh&lt;em&gt;. ngehehehehe. &lt;/em&gt;went back home.. used the pc. at around 11.. mom came back. i asked her why she was busy.. she went to do her hair. WTF?! AH. i don't want to say anything anymore.. screw the whole thing. okay, so.. mapled on thomas' server.. lalalala. &lt;em&gt;*skips whole afternoon, because nothing interesting happened at this point*&lt;/em&gt; so, me and joan were chatting.. stuffs about the super dancer thing. i mean, i really wanted to go.. everyone wud be there. xO i was desperately looking for transport.. called scott, and this was how the conversation went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;John: "what u doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Scott: "i just woke up.. why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;John: "just wondering.. hey, by any chance.. u going to the dance competition thing tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Scott: "uh no, i'm going to imperial with family.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;John: "ahh, okay.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Scott: "why u asked me this suddenly?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;John: "uhh.. cos.. &lt;em&gt;*hesitates*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;John: "cos, i need to go to dewan suarah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Scott: &lt;em&gt;sound-less&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;toot.. toot.. toot.. toot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WTF WAS THAT? I DIDN'T EVEN SAID I NEEDED HIM TO PICK ME UP? geeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway.. continued looking for transport. had walking to dewan suarah in mind. i mean, that's not a big thing.. then blablabla. i nearly gave up.. then i tried, called mom. asked for permission.. permission granted. &lt;em&gt;YES! &lt;/em&gt;then went for a bath, finished at around 6.45pm. looked outside, &lt;em&gt;"sh*t, it's raining.." *looks again* "but it's not that heavy.. 20mins walk shud be no problem. i mean, it's only 6.45pm. where in the world would heavy rain come in this time?" &lt;/em&gt;that was just my own opinion by the way.. prove me wrong if u have to, i know i am. so.. got ready, took house key.. SWOOSH&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;out the door already.. the steps i made were like.. 240 steps/min? and like 2 and a half feet of distance between feet per step. i was really worried then i'd sweat.. i mean, i was wearing a cap and if i sweat, hair would start to curl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but oh well, got there at 7:10. i am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;fast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ;O okay, self praisee.. while walking there, i thought. &lt;em&gt;"crap, i was rushing so much that i forgotten my wallet" &lt;/em&gt;i mean, that's no big.. i could always borrow. but the problem is, i don't have credit as well.. omgg. so, i got there.. waited outside like an idiot, hoping for someone i know to pop out all of a sudden and ask if i could make a call. soooo, first.. kai seng came out. he asked where azrai is.. i said, no idea.. and he also asked how come i'm not calling him, then blah. u know what.. so, &lt;em&gt;*skips* &lt;/em&gt;ee xin and joan came out of the lift! then i went all, OMG. THANK GOODNESS THEY'RE HERE!! so, they asked why i'm not inside.. and blah. u know what.. so, lalalalala. azrai came, i got tickets.. went in, watched the whole thing.. the band was "OKAY" but the vocalist was terrible and the band has a very lame name.. i mean, innumerable judgement? wtf? anyway, the whole thing was really short.. not even up to 10 dances. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, i guess i'll stop at this point.. look forward for the next post. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-8075291229275184165?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/8075291229275184165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-3839260731102644368</id><published>2008-06-25T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T04:38:44.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i feel so ignored somehow.. no offence. this is for.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rachel jie.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS U SOOOOOOOO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the fun times we had last time..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-3839260731102644368?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/3839260731102644368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=3839260731102644368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/3839260731102644368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/3839260731102644368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-i-feel-so-ignored-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-5254685209795084614</id><published>2008-06-25T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T04:36:26.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah, i think i might be the next one to jump off pelita tunku from the 13th floor and have my head burst open too. &lt;em&gt;i'm just kidding, i wont possibly do something only an idiot would do. no offence to suicidist on the 18th of June. &lt;/em&gt;may we all remain silent in prayer for this person. &lt;strong&gt;Lord have mercy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, the reason why i said that was cos.. my mom's going crazy. i don't want her to over-think and go to rehab.. &lt;em&gt;(that's how u spell it right.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay, let's start with reasons. first of all, she and my grandma had a fight.. and blablabla. my aunty told her not to go work anymore, and by that. she ment, stay off maxim for a little while to get things chilled and sorted out. and she took it SOOO seriously.. i mean, &lt;strong&gt;WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD UR OWN SIBLING LIKE.. HALAU U FROM SOME PLACE U &lt;u&gt;BELONG&lt;/u&gt;?!?! &lt;/strong&gt;so, thought-less. and because of this shit my mom doesn't want to work there anymore and is now looking for a despo job. and she said she wants to take a teacher-student dancing course so she could become a teacher for ballroom dancing. u must be thinking, "okay, so?" well, why am i complaining.. because, the course is taken in KK next year and I'M FOLLOWING. wtf?! why does she have to drag everyone into the hole she fell in intentionally? so f*kin sensitive. i hate people like thaat.. worst part of it, she's a very demanding type of person. if she wants something, she goes for it.. if too hard, quit and regret. she's been doing that ever since she got &lt;strong&gt;married &lt;/strong&gt;and that's why i have a broken family. i have a stubborn, demanding and sensitive mom. what a bad combination.. *sigh* &lt;strong&gt;I'D DO ANYTHING TO OVER-TURN THIS TERRIBLE FATE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;live with my aunty if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;become a 2nd nanny if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;walk to piano class or tuition everytime if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;take a 1hour walk to church if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;feed the dogs if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;clean the dishes if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mop &amp;amp; sweep a double-storey bungalow&lt;em&gt;(screw the spelling)&lt;/em&gt; if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;become the big brother of the family if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;split up fights everytime if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sleep in the store room if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;become her personal tuition teacher at home for her kids if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;take a bus to school everyday if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;take out the trash if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;walk the dogs everyday if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;live without being able to go online if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;live without a phone if i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;earn my own pocket money if i have to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST WANT TO STAY IN MIRI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-5254685209795084614?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/5254685209795084614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=5254685209795084614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/5254685209795084614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/5254685209795084614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/06/ah-i-think-i-might-be-next-one-to-jump.html' title=''/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-4298024675082574062</id><published>2008-06-16T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:17:05.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aaahh, finally. new post! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, for today's post. i will share with u a few jokes that thomas told us today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;firstly, u have to know this is a question and answer sort of joke, answers are located at the bottom. so.. no peek. please? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS POST CONSISTS OF EXPLICIT MATERIAL. IF YOU ARE OVER 18, PLEASE RESUME. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. why did superman changed his position, from one hand sticking out to two hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(if image is not clear, please do make use of the "click-to-enlarge" function.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212458801406924418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SFZfqcA31oI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lUzEcFa6zhY/s320/superman+pos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, really lazy to talk about jokes. let's screw all those that requires alot of time to blog and get to story-telling time shall weeeeeeeeeeee. so, first of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SO VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY SORRY ABOUT NOT POSTING FOR SUCH A LONG TIME. THIS POST WAS DELAYED FOR LIKE WHAT. A WEEK? OMGG. WHAT CAN I DO TO ATONE MESELF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;next time, i shall post more funneh bannedstory pictures i make for all my viewers. ask ju what i did. ngehehehehe. so anyway, i haven't been posting due to the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i kena virus called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dialer.Generic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and warning to all, this virus restricts u from connecting to the internet. i don't know why it does that also.. i mean, normally virus advertises all sorts of fake anti-virus so u would pay right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) rushing school projects, woah. pain in the bottom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) very very very very distracted by maple, this really huge obstacle in my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) no other reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for my excuses, i apologize SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much. anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;my project.. was funny. i manage to print it all out.. but didn't have the time to bind it. so, punched holes.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i made a mistake btw. making my paper look like bugs ate it. &lt;/span&gt;and, i tied it with.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plastic straws! &lt;/span&gt;me and azr couldn't think of anything else to tie it with so i came up with the idea of using straws. hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing, for the dedication thing.. i'm even too busy to post something on my blog and obviously, didn't manage to do anything for the dedication. if i were to host maple.. people would hate me. haha. okay, so.. nothing much to say despite how many days u people have missed. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! thomas made a private server.. i'm the event gm. ngehehehe. i scrolled lots of items last night for my second char, took me friggin 3 hrs. scrolling the shield with dark scrolls is.. AAHHH! even worse than doing project. i boomed like 70+ shields? anyway, i gave up on that. scrolled EVERYTHING else. scrolling the hat was also shit. but manage to get a perfect one. AND THEN.. THOMAS FRIGGIN WIPED EVERYONE'S CHAR. WTF?! ALL THE SCROLLING FOR NOTHING?!?!??!?! gaaahh. he owes me alot. so, if there are any enquiries on the private server, do email or add me into ur contacts list. @ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazee.ihs0y@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-4298024675082574062?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/4298024675082574062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=4298024675082574062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/4298024675082574062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/4298024675082574062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/06/aaahh-finally-new-post-d.html' title='aaahh, finally. new post! :D'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SFZfqcA31oI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lUzEcFa6zhY/s72-c/superman+pos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-9157886638954188278</id><published>2008-06-09T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T05:41:40.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHU-BURA by Kelun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i've watched the same drama unfold so many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;today kinda.. feels like i'm watching it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the instant u start smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;was when the new story began,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but i know the days will still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;be full of &lt;em&gt;uncertainty&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;apprehension&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so open up your eyes,and replace ur loneliness with something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;find ur lost bravery and hold it up &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i've finally remembered all the tears u've had to endure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so we'll join hands, and a new story will unfold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;lyrics from my favourite song and &lt;em&gt;translated from japanese&lt;/em&gt;, CHU-BURA. and for those who had been wondering what that ment whenever i'd say it out during random times, here's ur answer. heh. anyway, this song is really addictive and &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; Bleach's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AsHBDKL8PT4"&gt;8th opening song.&lt;/a&gt; i have a habit for linking interesting things.. xD anyway, i don't quite have much to say. altho i delayed lots of post. -.-" but honestly, i know u're all expecting an update everyday but i just don't have the time for that sort of thing. sry. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so anyway, school started. was very disappointed.. cos skool is just sick. especially at this time, when we have corrections.. people would be sleeping in class, alalalala. so what i did in skool today was practically nothing. got back a few papers, got &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; for my kh and bm. i'm very happy.. unfortunately, did terribly in my maths. cos i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUCK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in circles.. i got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37&lt;/span&gt; for maths PMR and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt; for math UEC. -.-" that's definitely a red. and i got 92 for my english! wahahahahaha. anyway, during lunch, everybody was asking where azrai is and i'd go all "i don't know", "no idea", "u tell me", etc. and, after lunch.. our first lesson was MATHS tuition. was talking to scott, kok ann and andy the whole way.. ah loon came in the class, and invited me to their practice session in the band room. i went, was really boring there.. don't understand why azrai wanted to stay there until school finish. i mean, i feel like &lt;strong&gt;i no longer have interest in shuffling. &lt;/strong&gt;that's all..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and as i have nothing else to write on my blog, a request a few days ago.. &lt;em&gt;in maple.&lt;/em&gt; i shall write about, &lt;strong&gt;ee xin! &lt;/strong&gt;well, i can't say much. her voice is as equally as cute as bran's really squeeky voice? and for that fact that he can really imitate a girl's squeel. lol. uh, not very tall? but that's average for girls in malaysia,&lt;em&gt; i think. &lt;/em&gt;heeh. she's born a day &lt;strong&gt;and 16 years &lt;/strong&gt;before Mango, that's on the &lt;strong&gt;21st of March, 1992. &lt;/strong&gt;so don't u dare forget it. i've posted it here.. *pfft* and, xin. i deserve to be mentioned on any of ur posts. xD talk about the fat lips my maple character has at least. D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;well, i guess that's all i have to say for now. i'd like to share with u all something &lt;strong&gt;Tim &lt;/strong&gt;from SG, i met him on maple, IGN = RAWRIOR. i like how creative he can get.. lol. hillarious guy too. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;getting to the point, he showed me this forum on &lt;a href="http://forums.playpark.net/showthread.php?t=406080"&gt;5 most horrifying bugs in the world.&lt;/a&gt; and as stated, &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT HIJACK.&lt;/strong&gt; i will respect that. so i'll just put the link here for all of u instead of copy &amp;amp; paste. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, picture time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;random pic?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209830423304634338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SE0JKskYf-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/KUldRawxjZU/s320/IMG_3389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;during scott's bday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209830437290759266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SE0JLgq71GI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cRzEdlP6jlw/s320/IMG_3856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;paul, don't do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209830431237953794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SE0JLKH1WQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/agRlMNn7V_o/s320/IMG_3392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;little emma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209830441947202530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SE0JLyBHg-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/mDIxmAIhVRw/s320/IMG_3857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-9157886638954188278?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/9157886638954188278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-3814875511831887160</id><published>2008-06-03T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:08:34.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back with the previous post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am back people! had to pause maple a while and get over my addiction. currently lv32 with 40% of exp. after just 6 days.. &lt;em&gt;*teehee* &lt;/em&gt;anyway, let me elaborate a little more on &lt;strong&gt;30th of May.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway, after the meal.. went back to play some more badminton. i tried maintaining to only one spot as i was afraid that i'd get appendix. but fortunately, nothing happened. so.... it was around 2.30pm and everyone was slowly leaving. and only having me, michelle, fabian and bron left. we were all using fabian's car. michelle's going back to her house.. which was close to mine, that's why she followed. and as for fab and bron. they decided to visit mango and play at my place for a little while. when we arrived at myy place.. scott, bran and their mom were there too. with &lt;em&gt;emma &lt;u&gt;the puppy&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;she was SOOO friggin small.. scott was right after all. she's like a &lt;em&gt;moving sock. &lt;/em&gt;and the other thing he said about her is that, they could clean her pee with just &lt;em&gt;one piece of tissue&lt;/em&gt;. i find that really easy and convinient.. because, mango's pee. omg.. u leave it on the newspaper for too long, it'd stink so bad. if u leave it on the floor, it'd stain it. and he doesn't drink enough water too. that makes the pee REALLY &lt;strong&gt;yellow&lt;/strong&gt;. i apologize for the &lt;em&gt;unnecessary information. &lt;/em&gt;xD so, we were entertained by that small little puppy.. after scott and the rest left, leaving fab and bron behind.. i went to bath mango. as always, he'd just stand still.. &lt;em&gt;ngehehehehe&lt;/em&gt;. left the pc for fab and bron to entertain themselves with.. fab had his char on in maple, he was doing cpq, meaning monster carnival. something new i guess.. later on, bron had to leave for i don't know what reason. fab and bron actually wanted to watch 200 pounds of beauty. harhar. fab bathe at my place.. he watched tv while i mapled, &lt;em&gt;i hope he wasn't bored. &lt;/em&gt;and after a while, around 6pm? his dad came to pick him up. so that was how my day went. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;May, 31st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, it was a saturday. i didn't knew i had piano lesson.. so i slept in. i feel so bad for missing &lt;strong&gt;sooooooooo &lt;/strong&gt;many piano lessons. at least 5? xD woke up, mapled a while.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey, wait. i think i got the date wrong.. oops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when i said i met ee xin on maple, that day was this day. heh. and as for 29th of May.. i have no idea what happened. completely lost track of everything. ngeheheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so, it's a saturday. altar server's meeting in church as usual. i went there, took my quiz. and aced 50/50. ;P look what jonathan answered for this question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When did Jesus resurrected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that obviously was a careless mistake.. but oh well. that's all for saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and lastly, 1st of June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ill just summarize this, rly lazy now. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to church, breakfast in LCP. saw sing ing.. i was still tucked in, leather shoes. omg. came back home, attended mao's wedding, did house chores, sleep, woke up, mapled, received a call from jonathan, he asked if he could come, i said yes, he came, with albert and allen, they visited mango, played pictionary and i missed out everything.. curse the 2x. that's all :D i'll upload photos on my next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-3814875511831887160?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/3814875511831887160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=3814875511831887160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/3814875511831887160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;May 28th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, scott came over. played maple.. it's the only way we could entertain ourselves. xD i made a new char. with the name "ihsOy" i wanted to replace the o with zero as that's how my nick's &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; spelt. but i just somehow couldn't.. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;scott came at around 9:45 in the morning. i was still sleeping.. and slept at like 3am on the night before. so, i invited him into the house.. leave emma and my mom with full of curiosity&lt;em&gt;(cos i didn't tell them he was coming, teehee). &lt;/em&gt;then, i went back to sleep until.. 12+ but when i tried sleeping again i had a really hard time cos emma was laughing SO loud. how inconsiderate.. &lt;em&gt;as always.&lt;/em&gt; well anyway, i think that's all for that day? had lots of fun. and scott left at around 10 in the night. he stayed at my place for a long time, that's for sure. *ngee* ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;May 29th, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nothing much happened today, except for the fact that there was this BIG coincidence. i met ee xin on maple! ah! if u're thinking.. &lt;em&gt;"what's so special about that?" &lt;/em&gt;well, how i met her was rather odd and special. first of all, i was finishing the jar quest, that's when u have to pair up with some stranger and she/he/it have to double-click ur charm for u. and that's when &lt;em&gt;cassandra&lt;/em&gt; the npc paired me up with &lt;em&gt;"p0px" &lt;/em&gt;that's ee xin, but of course.. i didn't know it was her at first. so, i pm'ed her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ihsOy - &lt;em&gt;"hello"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p0px - &lt;em&gt;no reply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ihsOy - &lt;em&gt;*tracks p0px and discovers she's doing pq* oh, nvm u're busy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;few seconds later..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p0px - HI SOYA!&lt;br /&gt;ihsOy - OMG U KNOW ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the conversation goes on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's how things went that day. just  wanted to let u know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 30th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was invited to KSL or KRP. KSL for Kelab Shell Lutong and KRP for Kelab Rekreasi Petronas or Petroleum? i forgot. anyway, i got up at 8+, woke up at that time so i could have enough time to prepare, but &lt;u&gt;who knew&lt;/u&gt;, i had to wait until 10+ for the ppl whose cleaning the air-cond to leave, like &lt;strong&gt;wtf. &lt;/strong&gt;anyway, went to KSL. played the whole day.. had lunch with 7 ppl in a table in i forgot what that place is.. there was this notice saying no improper attire was allowed.. like, &lt;em&gt;u must have collars, no sport shoes, no sweat towel, no slippers, etc.&lt;/em&gt; wtf is that? it sounded more like nobody's even allowed in there. anyway, we ordered lots of food.. let me list them out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Midin, fried with belacan. :D&lt;br /&gt;- Sweet &amp;amp; sour chicken.&lt;br /&gt;- Hot plate Japanese beancurd with EGG!&lt;br /&gt;- chicken mushroom omelette&lt;em&gt;(did i spell this right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- deep fried squid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll continue again in a few hours time, mom's home! i'm dead. xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-8571411298738864197?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/8571411298738864197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=8571411298738864197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/8571411298738864197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/8571411298738864197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogging-1205-am.html' title='blogging @ 12.05 AM.'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-910961677737682875</id><published>2008-05-26T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:12:54.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;alalalalalalala, hello my fellow readers. must've been "ages" since i've last blogged. well, let's start off with what all of u missed. wait! before that, i have an announcement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will start a new.. corner? sidebar thingy on the left side which is located,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;== there. titled "random fact of the day". just something new for entertainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;so, let's start shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Friday, 23rd of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;well, went to school for PMR exam. easy peasy.. xD after the exams, waited for my car. and within that period of time, simon was playing with his nike bottle. that sort of squirting kinda bottle.. he was spraying everyone, but not me? i don't know why. very unusual.. so blablabla, mom arrived very late with mango in the car. we were dropping mango off to Dr. Hii's place cos we won't be in miri until sunday. after dropping mango off, we said goodbye.. blablabla. then we had breakfast in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Morsjaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. we had breakfast in a cafe famous for its.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"niu du mian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; maybe some of u call it differently, but i don't know what. its actually mee cooked in any sort of style, but normally with fried onions, garlic and cow stomach. either wet or dry.. i had a wet one. a big glass of milo, and we're off to sibu.. when we left the cafe, i was trying, to see if i could play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Crysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;COD4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; on her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"viao"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; laptop. so when i tried opening the games, an error appeared. like.. could not launch because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"d3dx9_34.dll"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; was not found. but that wasn't a problem, i had it on my drive just in case this would appear. cos i thought i didn't have this file on my pc cos i'm using windows XP, and my cousin was using Vista. but anyway, after extracting the file. double-clicked on the game and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*doomph* "game could not be launched because video card wasn't unable to support"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. then i went all, wtf. a 3k worth of laptop and it can't even open a game that even my pc with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;crappy Radeon X550&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; could open with. now, to all readers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;VAIO is not recommended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. don't get fooled by its beauty.. its just plain crap inside. no offence to the owner of the laptop, my cousin, Jamie. xP and yea, she followed us to sibu. anyway, nothing much happened on friday.. pretty boring. except that i took ALOT of pretty pictures and ending up deleting all of them by accident. ._. cos i thought that i had them on my cousin's laptop already. smart o' me. -__-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Day 2 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Saturday, 24th of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, woke up in the morning.. had breakfast at.. at.. uh. *where's that place again -.-* ah, screw breakfast. i forgot the place.. i think i practically forgotten what we did the whole day. there wasn't anything interesting.. besides for the fact that out of 4 games i have in my hard disk, only 1 could be played. reasons behind it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Retailed Crysis WIN2k fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; wasn't complete due to the lacking of required files. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;COD4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; couldn't be played cos of crappy video card and i can bet would be the same.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;CrysisCounter Strike 1.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; couldn't be played cos i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;can't find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; the freaking application file. -.- and the game that could be played was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Chocolatier 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;joan, u're a life saver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. so, i spent the night playing chocolatier. very entertaining.. heh. that's all i have for the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Day 3 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Sunday, 25th of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;woke up, had a small plate of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"gamua"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; at home.. wasn't very satisfying cos it was take-away. so its all dry.. and no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;qing tang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. so i guess it kinda sucked.. i'm so lazy to blog right now. i wanna get back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;COD4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. but for the sake of my readers i shall continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*skips the whole trip*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; during the trip, we stopped by at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Selangau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; for some nice seafood at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hua Kee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. so nice.. steam fish there is just too good. my mom encountered with a gangster.. we were all having toilet breaks when it was emma's turn. when she was inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(everything of the following is only according to witnesses, i wasn't one of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; so, the guy was kicking and banging the door and my mom told him that someone is inside with a high volume and no mannerism. the guy continued kicking and banging when he turned back and my mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"xiong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; him. then he said to my mom in foochow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"what? u where beh song? i burn house then u know!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; my mom got terrified so we drove to some other toilet places. serves her right.. what's with her and that attitude anyway. it's not like she's boss or what.. so, when we reached miri. wanted to pick mango.. but the pet clinic wasn't open, that was very unfortunate. went to my aunty's place to divide the food we got back from sibu. my sister insisted we stayed for dinner, and we did. while having dinner.. my aunty, me, cousin Jamie and emma were talking talking and jamie wanted her mom to tell us stories on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"haunted apartment"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; she lived in. so my aunty told us all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;spine-chilling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; stories.. she even said something like, a glow-in-the-dark figure of Mary and baby Jesus would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;walk in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; when she peeps at it.. and sometimes they feel people poking them from underneath when the mattress is on the FLOOR. when i got back home, i felt unusual.. i think i missed Mango too much. cos usually when i come back, the gate would make a loud noise.. mango would wake up and look around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;really lazy to blog right now. i'll summarize everything and make it really "boring" xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so, woke up. cleaned up my bed.. went for breakfast, brought mango home, played COD4 and here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i apologize to all, and for atonement.. i shall post pictures for my viewers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;introducing, nokia n95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHDVRBTvI/AAAAAAAAADo/YMEKCd5wTTI/s1600-h/IMG_3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204620810697920242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHDVRBTvI/AAAAAAAAADo/YMEKCd5wTTI/s320/IMG_3592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;shoes'sas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHD1RBTwI/AAAAAAAAADw/LyrkBLFinpI/s1600-h/IMG_3595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204620819287854850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHD1RBTwI/AAAAAAAAADw/LyrkBLFinpI/s320/IMG_3595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mom's tadika.. so friggin old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHEVRBTxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OcABGHC5sSw/s1600-h/IMG_3596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204620827877789458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHEVRBTxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OcABGHC5sSw/s320/IMG_3596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so-called, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"haunted apartment"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHE1RBTyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6CHjZE_UauQ/s1600-h/IMG_3597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204620836467724066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHE1RBTyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6CHjZE_UauQ/s320/IMG_3597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;blurry effecto. :D credits to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHFFRBTzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YU_ntE37U9A/s1600-h/IMG_3609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204620840762691378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqHFFRBTzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YU_ntE37U9A/s320/IMG_3609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the cactus went through the roof.. ohmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJr1RBT0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ETWSSlt_SjU/s1600-h/IMG_3612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204623705505877826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJr1RBT0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ETWSSlt_SjU/s320/IMG_3612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;in miri, i live in Lorong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oya 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJsFRBT1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/JuP2nqvOzFo/s1600-h/IMG_3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204623709800845138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJsFRBT1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/JuP2nqvOzFo/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mom's primary skool. my aunty told me she used to get punished by kneeling outside her class on the floor with her hands behind her &lt;u&gt;head&lt;/u&gt;, lol!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJslRBT2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CsthvvOIhjE/s1600-h/IMG_3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204623718390779746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJslRBT2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CsthvvOIhjE/s320/IMG_3614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;another family restaurant.. well, almost. its read from back to front by the way. making a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"Mei He"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; and that's my mom's cousin in the pic, awesome cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJs1RBT3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/jjwcZSxJQeM/s1600-h/IMG_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204623722685747058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJs1RBT3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/jjwcZSxJQeM/s320/IMG_3619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;products of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Mei He.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJtlRBT4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/F3eIrNQrwrw/s1600-h/IMG_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204623735570648962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqJtlRBT4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/F3eIrNQrwrw/s320/IMG_3620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;random picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL8VRBT5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/4ybSOXuKUSE/s1600-h/IMG_3622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204626187996974994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL8VRBT5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/4ybSOXuKUSE/s320/IMG_3622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;taken by my apprentice, Jamie. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL8lRBT6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/-v2AgpZ6DSM/s1600-h/IMG_3627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204626192291942306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL8lRBT6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/-v2AgpZ6DSM/s320/IMG_3627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pork and chicken parts.. delicious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL9FRBT7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/kySE7fJpte0/s1600-h/IMG_3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204626200881876914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL9FRBT7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/kySE7fJpte0/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;dad's very very old lugagge?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDqL9VRBT8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lY78rSURLRA/s1600-h/IMG_3650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204626205176844226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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in blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, maybe i was wrong. no, not maybe.. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; wrong, the post for monday came out 19/5 cos it was saved as drafts while the tuesday post wasn't. so, anyway.. before i say anything, i'd like to make an announcement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for the dedication corner, it'd delay until exams are over and maybe even after holiday. i will try my best to come up with poetry, literature stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(and yes, i DO write these things. ask scott, syn yi and michelle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;anyway, continuing with the post. today, exams were.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English Writing, Science(UEC) &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KH. &lt;/span&gt;Science(UEC) was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNBELIEVABLY EASY.&lt;/span&gt; felt like PMR than UEC.. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;English writing sure took alot of time to do.. and for KH.. i felt sleepy the whole way.. i could barely understand the questions and my mind just wanders off away to something else.. and yea. i better get going now.. its 10.36pm in the night and i haven't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bath. ngeheheheheheh. &lt;/span&gt;call me dirty if u want, but this is the John Lee that u yet to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, and.. video called juju for at least 6 hours in total today? xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-1491986909337924457?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/1491986909337924457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=1491986909337924457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/1491986909337924457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/1491986909337924457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/05/id-like-to-apologize-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-571622754595616419</id><published>2008-05-21T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T06:21:12.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, 20th of May.. is a Tuesday? sorry people, my blog doesn't seem to be following actual time. if the next post is the next day and that's the date. i actually posted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Monday post today&lt;/span&gt;. which is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt;. this is weird.. my blog's haunted. D; anyway, tuesday.. tuesday.. what do i have to blog? not much i guess. miss karen didn't go to tuition again.. i neeeeeeeeeed youuuuu! or else i'd fail BAD in my exams. xD the replacement teachers are terrible.. they just write down what u have to do and sit there and do their own stuff. sux big.. so, on tuesday.. i had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BM(UEC)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese(UEC)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;. my art was terrible.. drew a happy birthday card. why can't they ever give really nice choices? and plus, they always limit the colours we could use.. that sucks. anyway, after finishing the art.. i was bored, so i painted my arm with my japanese name. xP painted in green that is. saw a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt;" behind 2G, it had a picture of a boy and girl. i had paint on my pallete and decided to add horns to the guy.. u know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pervert + girl = rape&lt;/span&gt;. heh. BM(UEC) was peanuts.. heheh. hopefully i can pass. Chinese(UEC) was also peanuts.. i can't take the advance chinese either. too hard for me.. so i guess that's all for this post. now for "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt;" post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-571622754595616419?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/571622754595616419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=571622754595616419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/571622754595616419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/571622754595616419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-20th-of-may.html' title=''/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-3811375707829141508</id><published>2008-05-19T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T06:05:50.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>japanese food galore.. @,@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this is the.. monday post by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u can see on the title, i had japanese food today. and instead of going to KB for &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excapade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seria&lt;/span&gt; instead.. had japanese food in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaizen Sushi&lt;/span&gt;. so, ordered lots of food.. if i can recall, we ordered.. boiled octopus(?), grilled Salmon head, i had beef ramen thingy, salmon sashimi(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best&lt;/span&gt;), mixed seafood, and so on. i tried the japanese ginger thing.. it's sweet, really nice. but i just hate the ginger smell u know.. couldn't taste a thing but ginger when i used it together with Salmon(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dipped with alot of kikoman sauce&lt;/span&gt;). so yea.. wasabi, never will try. tried it once.. the hotness is really nice. but its the smell that sucks the most! anyway, after japanese food, i took a few pics. u'll see them at the bottom later on.. and we went to.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i-don't-know-where&lt;/span&gt; Soon Lee market place. bought not many things.. helped mom with 2 sacks of rice, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;like a man&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. xP i guess that's all i have to blog about today.. i'll let the pictures talk. before i leave, i just wanna confess that i am afraid of bugs from sizes 7cm of length and longer. especially,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;those really huge grasshoppers, flying cockroaches, CICADAS, big dragonflies, flying beetles..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the reason why i did this confession, was because i encountered one just now. left Mango outside alone.. he was crying. i feel bad for not accompanying him.. i'm a bad owner. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway, i'll let the pictures do the talking. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving Kaizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRpvqRgNI/AAAAAAAAADA/sUtiPCApLqQ/s1600-h/IMG_3493_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRpvqRgNI/AAAAAAAAADA/sUtiPCApLqQ/s320/IMG_3493_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802878385848530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emma thinks i look emo with these shoes.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this picture is about the shoes, so don't go looking at those hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRp_qRgOI/AAAAAAAAADI/kac39PHjGH4/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRp_qRgOI/AAAAAAAAADI/kac39PHjGH4/s320/IMG_3477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802882680815842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAXA salt VS. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S&amp;amp;B? &lt;/span&gt;chilli pepper. who will win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRqvqRgPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/muyncJLe6hs/s1600-h/IMG_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRqvqRgPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/muyncJLe6hs/s320/IMG_3491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802895565717746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beef ramen&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pregnant fish &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; grilled salmon head&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRq_qRgQI/AAAAAAAAADY/y35d_IP-1h8/s1600-h/IMG_3478_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRq_qRgQI/AAAAAAAAADY/y35d_IP-1h8/s320/IMG_3478_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802899860685058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see my name? that was a coincidence btw. saw it on the imigration booth's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRrfqRgRI/AAAAAAAAADg/5Jj2tZ6GGNU/s1600-h/IMG_3476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRrfqRgRI/AAAAAAAAADg/5Jj2tZ6GGNU/s320/IMG_3476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802908450619666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-3811375707829141508?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/3811375707829141508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=3811375707829141508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/3811375707829141508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/3811375707829141508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/05/japanese-food-galore.html' title='japanese food galore.. @,@'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SDQRpvqRgNI/AAAAAAAAADA/sUtiPCApLqQ/s72-c/IMG_3493_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-6708127784277935210</id><published>2008-05-18T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:18:18.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no school tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so yea, there won't be any school tomorrow for i don't know what reason. xD my plans for tomorrow.. mom will be taking me and sis to KB for some japanese food in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Excapade&lt;/span&gt;.. KB as in kuala baram. wait, or is it kuala belait? beliat..? bah -.-&lt;br /&gt;now, to the point of blogging.. what happened to day. let's see.. there wasn't much, but i'll try to elaborate.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note, if u wanna skip this whole church part, i'll divide them into different parts. u will see the difference in the parts.. if u don't. i have nothing further to comment.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at like 7 in the morning when my mom took Mango into the house and he started barking.. but i ignored that and went back to sleep. mom woke me up to have breakfast at around.. i don't know what time. didn't see the clock. heheheh. so i went back to sleep.. then after that, woke up by myself at around 9.45? got up, and ready for church. so, went to church.. was still half an hour early. so we went to the bookstore(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i went to St. Joseph's Cathedral today&lt;/span&gt;). saw a few stickers.. the ones that u stick on the car windows. why do we even need them..? i mean, my mom already has like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five &lt;/span&gt;of them in the car and she bought like another two. anyway, during the homily today(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fr. Vincent was doing mass today&lt;/span&gt;), Fr. Vincent was talking about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Trinity&lt;/span&gt;. he asked everyone in church whether we believed in it, we responded. and he said, "at least people here respond better than the ones in mass i went to this morning". people laughed, i didn't find it funny.. but just giggled along. anyway, u guys should know how people teach in church stuffs. they get all metaphoric.. yea. so, Fr. Vincent was putting the metaphors with things like.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nescafe 3 in 1&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milo 3 in 1&lt;/span&gt;, etc. nvm that, let's skip this whole church thing.. u remember the car stickers? my mom wanted me to get them blessed. so i went up to the priest and asked him to bless them, i nearly dropped the rosary but i caught it in time with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;uber catching skills&lt;/span&gt;. xP after blessing them, i went back to my mom and distributed the stickers to my mom and sister. the priest followed me then, when he came he joked, "wah, after having them blessed then u share with ur family eh? how about me? *laughs*" i didn't find that funny also.. but anyway, giggled along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so, coming to part 2. we were all really hungry.. we were thinking of a place to eat while walking back to the car when i saw this catalog thing clipped between the car's wiper and windshield. i was thinking that the catalog could either be something about the Fr. Stan Fortuna seminar thing or some sales thingo. but, i was wrong. something about some new chicken rice store opposite or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sing Liang&lt;/span&gt; called the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sing Liang Chicken Rice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;LOL @ the name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, but that's lame. i just find it funny.. don't ask why. continuing, i saw the really good looking plates of chicken rice.. and i suggested that maybe we could eat there. my mom said, "why? it's newly opened so i'm sure there's plenty of people there". then i looked at the paper again and said, "look at the picture, the friggin chicken rice store is opened in March". so we all agreed eating there.. upon arrival, the place actually looked really nice.. new, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yellow?&lt;/span&gt;, and.. yea, go figure. sat down, ordered drinks and chicken rice(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;). when the food came this waitress who had no idea how to walk was trying to walk so badly that she made really sound-tearing noises(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just over elaborating it, don't mind me. actually means that she walks really loud. xD&lt;/span&gt;) so u know la, really rude. my mom so bu shuang her.. and anyway, the food was nice actually. served &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black bean soup&lt;/span&gt;, mmmmm. i guess that's about it.. going to part 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went home.. did chores, scrubbed the drain.. omg, i love the results. the drain were so clean.. i guess i do not only obtain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uber catching skills&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but also really skillful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drain srubbing talents&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; okay, i think that's about it for the day.. pretty boring. it's a sunday tho.. can't expect anything much. me, paul and azrai actually have jogging appointments every sunday. i wanted to train stamina, azrai wanted to train that too. paul.. just tagged along. he's an athlete.. he already has everything. and he runs fast.. 3 times faster than me at least. not only do i have really lousy stamina and running speed, but i am actually short-breathed. i think all of these come from asthma.. it's a genetic problem thing. and not forgetting, i'm really short too. -.- i wanna go swimming.. build shoulders + height = sexy. lol, i sound desperate.. kk, that's the end of my blog for the day. vote at my poll please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-6708127784277935210?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/6708127784277935210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=6708127784277935210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/6708127784277935210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/6708127784277935210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-school-tomorrow.html' title='no school tomorrow!'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649841194758567270.post-4902370661230090054</id><published>2008-05-17T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T04:57:23.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><title type='text'>first day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for my first post, i will go for Trebuchet. i can't believe i'm blogging.. lol. i guess going on the computer is getting really boring now.. why? cos i don't have any games to play. waiting for my hard drive to come back then i'll store it with like 1234567890 games. examples are.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;COD4: Modern Warfare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Crysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Football Manager 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hopefully i can get it from cousin abel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fifa 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;if i could find how i can get it for free without getting any cracks with trojan or spyware in them -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) and i don't know what other games i could play.. anyway, lately i've been entertaining myself with the list of entertainments below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) played with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mango&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;       - he's my new puppy by the way. Labrador Retriever.. for info, visit &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labrador_Retriever"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bleach episode 170&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;       - they only have new episode every once a week at around noon time on Thursdays. RAW episodes on Wednesdays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;iii) watched the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soul Eater&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- it's a new anime by.. i don't know who. very interesting.. but once again, another anime with shinigami, reaping and souls involved.. can really get bored of them sometimes. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv)  watched  videos on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;- the videos i watched were some movies translated into hokkien.. really funny. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nigahiga&lt;/span&gt;'s video.. his videos are 100% recommended. visit his profile at.. i'll just make life easy, here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/nigahiga?ob=1"&gt;URL.&lt;/a&gt; and for the hokkien videos.. just browse them on youtube by using the search words "funny hokkien", i recommend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOTR&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Lord of the Rings),&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hokkien James Bond&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt;(i don't know how u spell that by the way. heh -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;v) and lastly..&lt;br /&gt;- i did revision for Geo? -.- exams sux. big waste of time.. 2 hours for something i can finish in like 30mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i guess i'll stop here for today. nothing else to blog.. i'll just post some pics. Mango's crying alot.. i wanna entertain him but he won't friggin stop biting me.. hurts alot. considering how sharp his teeth are.. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his eyes are blue.. o__o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FU_qRf5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3AcyB5WdfDM/s1600-h/IMG_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FU_qRf5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3AcyB5WdfDM/s320/IMG_3441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201311584136298386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it's a little too bright for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FVPqRf6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jWyDKQGtRK8/s1600-h/IMG_3446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FVPqRf6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jWyDKQGtRK8/s320/IMG_3446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201311588431265698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, gimme that look.. sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FVfqRf7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/FQu0bzouuO0/s1600-h/IMG_3454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FVfqRf7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/FQu0bzouuO0/s320/IMG_3454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201311592726233010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FV_qRf8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/kUcpTZDRaqc/s1600-h/IMG_3458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FV_qRf8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/kUcpTZDRaqc/s320/IMG_3458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201311601316167618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FWPqRf9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/C5bJcGvSsEQ/s1600-h/IMG_3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FWPqRf9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/C5bJcGvSsEQ/s320/IMG_3462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201311605611134930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;me and paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7HwfqRf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/FImLpRN3nh4/s1600-h/IMG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7HwfqRf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/FImLpRN3nh4/s320/IMG_3266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201314255605956594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pointblank range!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7HvfqRf-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/SopohYfR0e0/s1600-h/IMG_3464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7HvfqRf-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/SopohYfR0e0/s320/IMG_3464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201314238426087394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2649841194758567270-4902370661230090054?l=ihs0y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/feeds/4902370661230090054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2649841194758567270&amp;postID=4902370661230090054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/4902370661230090054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2649841194758567270/posts/default/4902370661230090054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihs0y.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-day.html' title='first day.'/><author><name>ihs0y.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122417201477338454</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hnlFTboX9VI/SC7FU_qRf5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3AcyB5WdfDM/s72-c/IMG_3441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
