<?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-1097378249035454432</id><updated>2011-11-12T12:12:32.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2913504123456749508</id><published>2011-08-25T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:13:53.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~49 Days, a very nice korean drama~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zuk5mcV4FL8/TlaPkjwMynI/AAAAAAAAASw/v-tOlBfe-N4/s1600/49-Days10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zuk5mcV4FL8/TlaPkjwMynI/AAAAAAAAASw/v-tOlBfe-N4/s320/49-Days10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today  just finished watching this korean drama...49 days....it's really  nice...really touching...and almost cried alot of times....haha....it's  about a girl who's not supposed to die...what she went through and know  the truths about her life....and her body is left in a vegetative  state....and the only way for her to return to her body is to get 3 tear  drops from the ones that love her the most...the tear must be 100%  pure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best korean drama...i've  seen so far....storyline....characters...twist....all damn nice....it  really changes how i think...how people think...good morale values in  it...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERIO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2913504123456749508?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2913504123456749508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2913504123456749508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2913504123456749508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2913504123456749508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2011/08/49-days-very-nice-korean-drama_25.html' title='~49 Days, a very nice korean drama~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zuk5mcV4FL8/TlaPkjwMynI/AAAAAAAAASw/v-tOlBfe-N4/s72-c/49-Days10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5010886731392703891</id><published>2011-07-26T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:09:56.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Finally holiday~</title><content type='html'>Finally holiday...been quite a busy for the past few weeks...but now i'm free...but still got things to do....need to attend some class for self improvement and do some personal work for portfolio and such....the future is coming faster and faster to me...it feels like i just started going to college...and now....gonna graduate soon....time flies....i heard before...someone said....time flies faster when we get older....that's all for today....will post somemore when i got time~ CHEERIO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5010886731392703891?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5010886731392703891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5010886731392703891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5010886731392703891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5010886731392703891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2011/07/finally-holiday.html' title='~Finally holiday~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-868136747482857063</id><published>2011-05-14T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:52:55.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Hey I'm back in KL~</title><content type='html'>well...i'm back in kl...class started last week....and it's been quite fun...went swimming with friends.....this semester...we can choose to take both modeling 2 and animation 2...it's a good thing...since my animation sucks like hell....i will try my best in it....now i'm in class DG0908-1...hope that i can know some of new friends in the class...&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my dominance war v entry...and maybe will refine it some more or just leave it like that....it's a very good experience....to get critiques from different people....and see and learn from them...but...I almost gave up on it....luckily i didn't...i gt motivation from my friend....he said...just finish what you started...even though this is just a simply phrase...but it got a lot of meaning in it....so...i decided to continue with it and finished it....and yea...it's done...i couldn't have done it without the support of my friends and the people in the forum...so thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Ok...and there's the other thing...i wanted to make more friends...to be more socialize....there is this girl...maybe i have a little interest in her....i wanted to get to know her....i've seen her quite sometime now...but didn't know her name...and didn't ask about it either...then i think of it now...is it wrong to have more friends? i don't want to regret not knowing her.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-868136747482857063?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/868136747482857063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=868136747482857063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/868136747482857063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/868136747482857063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-im-back-in-kl.html' title='~Hey I&apos;m back in KL~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3982492500628597111</id><published>2011-04-04T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:17:56.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Hey im back in Miri~</title><content type='html'>Okay...been damn long since i update....i'm back in miri by the way...holiday for a month...and its only me and pat that came back, ben's still in sunway. Hmm....i've join Dominance War V, still progressing....and now resting for abit....i will continue soon...hope so...haha....&lt;br /&gt;ohya...my parents want me to go for blood donation...then got rejected cuz my blood haemogoblin is too high....and after that go for body check up....its not that good....so need to eat less fast food or oil food...and more on veggies....and gotta exercise....don't burn midnite oil....i will try....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i also went out with chan, doreen, bao, hua yuann, yu kee, siew ping, han thing, lu ming. Hmm...its qutie fun lo.....but sometimes i still feel lonely...i miss my best friend.....damn miss him....he's in singapore now....damn busy...well...all the best to him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's not all....i feel pat and ben don't treat me that good already....i don't know what i've done....haih....it kept me thinking and thinking what's my mistake.....i treat them so good....how come they treat me like this....well....i've learn something from this....don't treat someone you know who won't treat you like how you treat them....maybe just even then it's better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll waiting...for her....when will she show up? where are u? how long will i still have to wait? i'm so lonely....i need u....i thought about it...to be single....and everytime i think of that...i feel myself being empty.....like there's a hole in my heart....incomplete....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3982492500628597111?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3982492500628597111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3982492500628597111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3982492500628597111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3982492500628597111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-im-back-in-miri.html' title='~Hey im back in Miri~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1081827081193666505</id><published>2011-02-12T11:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:06:24.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely vday</title><content type='html'>why did i try so hard to get her attention?...to get her to be interested in me? I already know the outcome...still...i tried so hard.....and to end up having another lonely valentine's day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-1081827081193666505?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1081827081193666505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1081827081193666505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1081827081193666505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1081827081193666505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2011/02/lonely-vday.html' title='lonely vday'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1749485141535668868</id><published>2011-02-07T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:58:56.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Really hope so~</title><content type='html'>Valentine's day is coming and i think i'm gonna be lonely again this year...when will be my chance? there's this girl who i'm in love with....but...i don't think she like me...but sometimes her actions makes me think otherwise....so i'm really confused....and this is dragging for quite sometime now....and i don't really have the courage to ask her out....i need a push or some positive reactions from her....i really hope i can be with her....hope we can be more understanding of each other and to know more about her....hope that she have time for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate...but i don't know how to be not desperate....i need love to keep me going....without it...i'm an empty soul....&lt;br /&gt;so...to those lovers out there....wish you guys happy and cherish your love relationship =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-1749485141535668868?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1749485141535668868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1749485141535668868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1749485141535668868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1749485141535668868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2011/02/really-hope-so.html' title='~Really hope so~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8783076700879370128</id><published>2010-12-24T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T07:44:04.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Feeling left out~</title><content type='html'>Today is christmas eve....went out with eugene and cj....then watch movie and have dinner with them....&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go for the countdown but no one's there....walao....sad dao...then my housemates and friends all go somewhere far to eat and go for the countdown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all here alone....no one to accompany me to go for countdown....&lt;br /&gt;One thing i hate the most is being left out....makes me feel i dun have friends....haihhhh....&lt;br /&gt;y i keep getting all these negative feelings? why do u keep treating me like this??? FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-8783076700879370128?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8783076700879370128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8783076700879370128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8783076700879370128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8783076700879370128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/12/feeling-left-out.html' title='~Feeling left out~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7885691531433076050</id><published>2010-12-04T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:07:03.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Where are my friends?~</title><content type='html'>I'm sad....to hear that...where are my friends? or do i even have friends?&lt;br /&gt;Friends treat each other nicely rite? I'm all alone....after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in KL....in a house...got 2 good housemates....but I feel like they don't care anymore....&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of stress? people changed? or is this fake.....faking it all along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I take relationship seriously.....now i really am pissed off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm like this....hoping someone will cheer me up...i want to go home....&lt;br /&gt;I hope it isn't like this back at my hometown.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-7885691531433076050?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7885691531433076050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7885691531433076050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7885691531433076050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7885691531433076050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-are-my-friends.html' title='~Where are my friends?~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2242450501141977289</id><published>2010-11-14T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T02:50:40.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~L!Fe-How everything doesn't turn out the way u planned~</title><content type='html'>Oh, how i'm pissed of the things that doesnt turn out the way i planned. I know this makes life interesting but its just not fair. It making me disappointed with life. Whenever i feel like this i want something good to make me forget this feeling. I always keep my feelings bottled up in myself. Im scared if will burst and hurt my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out and have fun to release out all this motherf*cking feelings trapped in me.......wanna go to somewhere abandoned and destroy stuffs with a sledge hammer.....or go clubbing with my close friends....get drunk and get wasted.....&lt;br /&gt;The way i think about it, this world is cruel, filled with cruel people. People get hurt everyday, let's just pray for the victims to be better. And pray that luck is with them. And also with us. Cherish every moment you're with close friends, lovers or family. Nothing last forever and everyone will separate one day, and that makes us who we are today. That makes our bonds become stronger....also sometimes this bond make break and never to heard from it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2242450501141977289?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2242450501141977289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2242450501141977289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2242450501141977289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2242450501141977289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/11/lfe-how-everything-doesnt-turn-out-way.html' title='~L!Fe-How everything doesn&apos;t turn out the way u planned~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1589982569813494710</id><published>2010-11-13T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T09:20:32.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Heart Melts~</title><content type='html'>It's been quite long, ever since i go to this korean wave thing, i saw someone, it was probably love at first sight. But now, everytime she is busy, so busy until no time to chat with her, i wanted to know more about her but there's always no chance. I feel like it is just an excuse to push me away, hoping i will give up eventually. But I wont give up so easily. Even if she told me she's busy, it's a good enough reply to keep me happy the rest of the day. Usually she will just ignore or no reply. Maybe all of this is just me thinking too much cause i tend to do that alot.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I think i can't help it, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger. Mostly i will go to her facebook profile and see what she's up to, sometimes i feel jealous, sometimes feel happy to see her smiling so happy like that. One of the good point i like about her is her smile, hope i can make her smile. I want her to be mine so badly. And i want her to return my feelings too. That is what i hoped for. I dreamed of her, but its not really a good dream, we're walking and i saw her, but she didnt see me..and she just walk pass me, like there's no one there. I know this dream is a bad sign. Even though i quite know where this is going, i still keep hanging on and not letting go of this small hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-1589982569813494710?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1589982569813494710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1589982569813494710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1589982569813494710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1589982569813494710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/11/heart-melts.html' title='~Heart Melts~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3725984271781442858</id><published>2010-11-07T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T06:27:46.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~what a sick day~</title><content type='html'>Today woke up at 930am++ then took a bath, after that felt a bit weird, feeling weak, no energy...then go back to sleep again, hoping i will be better after some rest. Woke up and feeling worse, feeling nausea. Then eat some medicine and sleep somemore. Whole day i've been sleeping and resting, without even touching my assignments, wasted today away....i have a test tomorrow and i havent study for it....damn...life's a bitch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3725984271781442858?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3725984271781442858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3725984271781442858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3725984271781442858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3725984271781442858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-sick-day.html' title='~what a sick day~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4028598183084536316</id><published>2010-10-12T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T02:31:48.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~11/10/10 Rest In Peace Lokie~</title><content type='html'>Today, i called my mom, like usual, everytime i got back from college i will call her....she ask me wanna hear a bad news or not? i said yeah....she say Lokie is dead.....i'm a bit speechless....and sad....&lt;br /&gt;So many bad things happened at a time...I hope you will be happy in the afterlife.....goodbye and good luck my beloved dog, Lokie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4028598183084536316?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4028598183084536316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4028598183084536316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4028598183084536316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4028598183084536316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/10/111010-rest-in-peace-lokie.html' title='~11/10/10 Rest In Peace Lokie~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3766531409633470330</id><published>2010-08-28T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:45:39.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27August</title><content type='html'>Hmm..today went out with chan, today we celebrate useless mei's bday even though already past. Firstly, chan came to my house, chat and exchange some movie, games etc. After that then we go to bamboo cafe, its kinda like a home cafe or something, not much people know about that place but its quite popular...haha...its quite nice, i think it only opens at night, open till 2am...can hang out with friends at that place...inside the cafe is quite dark...so the atmosphere is quite nice in there...haha...so chan and i chat while waiting for our useless mei...she's late...after some chit chat then here she comes...then we go order and eat our dinner there....hmm...it's kinda funny....it's like they haven't talked in ages...they only come out when i'm back in miri...HAHA...and everytime we will hear useless mei complain about her school, i know i know...the school sucks...after finished eating, useless mei go to her "friend"'s place....and chan took me to go for a ride....site seeing...at canada hill....its nice...i so miss that place....feels nostalgic...haha...the dark starry night...and the city lights...with some cool breezes....haha...that's all..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3766531409633470330?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3766531409633470330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3766531409633470330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3766531409633470330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3766531409633470330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/08/27august.html' title='27August'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3418926944536072786</id><published>2010-08-20T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:20:25.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sohai day with best bud~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;haha...today is such a funny day...outing with aaron...first off...i went to his house...then his dad drove us to imperial area.....then we go our "usual hang out place"....eat some spaghetti....and have some drinks together...chit chat...then went to a cybercafe near the place...then play alot of games....lfd2, demigod, hon, cs, etc etc...then after that...resting and time for dinner....again...we go back to the hang out place and eat some more spaghetti...after finished it...then order the 2nd round...wow....so unbelievable....haha....so we had 3 spaghetti meals altogether...and at the same place....and we back to the cybercafe again and play somemore.....and that's about it....one day just flew away with some games and spaghetti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3418926944536072786?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3418926944536072786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3418926944536072786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3418926944536072786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3418926944536072786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/08/sohai-day-with-best-bud.html' title='~Sohai day with best bud~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2742690620690634794</id><published>2010-08-01T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:40:09.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~whenever i feel unsatisfied with life...i will come here and complain about it~</title><content type='html'>what a day....hmm...how will u feel when u did something and put alot   of effort into it...but someone else come and just take it away from   you and still complain...well...i'm doing my moral notes and   exercises....after finishing it all night...the next day..my friend ask   me to lend it to him...what the fuck?! could even copy from the   textbook...all the answers are in there...and notes....why u didn't copy   in the class? need&amp;nbsp; to ask from me at a time like this? if I didn't   lend it to you, you will say i'm a bad friend? say u wanted to save time   to do other assignments? what about me? why don't i just copy from   someone else? ok...i'm being a selfish bastard...but you never think of   how other people felt....&lt;br /&gt;hmm...im stressing and now i'm complaining..maybe i just need some rest...stress makes me talk like this....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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it~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5174142871848425144</id><published>2010-07-23T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:34:04.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Update~</title><content type='html'>hmm...since chan asked why i didnt update...here's an update for ya....life's been pretty stressed lately....maybe because of the assignment from my college...and nothing much going on in my life...the usuals....hmmm...ohya...i missed alot of movies at the cinema....cause some of my time is busy like hell....but still manage to watch some movies though...recently watched prdators and inception....haha...inception is very nice...recommend to watch....so...i think thats about it...cherrio~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5174142871848425144?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5174142871848425144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5174142871848425144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5174142871848425144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5174142871848425144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='~Update~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2211105988293439277</id><published>2010-06-26T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:55:20.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Happy Birthday Chuan Jiet!!!~</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;happy 19th birthday to chuan jiet. hmmm...ok..lets start...i first met with eugene...he pass through sunway pyramid...so i join his bus....then we go to chuan jiet's apartment...by the time we got there he is still working...he's working in a small italian restaurant...and it's near his house too....so its good....hmmm...and we eat at there....its like damn expensive...rm24 for a spaghetti carbonara....drink about rm6 for an ice lemon tea....bt chuan jiet gave us 40% discount with the taylor student discount. and after spending about few hours at the restaurant..they were watching football...betting on it....its like their crazy about it....haha...im not much of a football person...so i don't really get it...i know its very fun to scream "goal!!!" .After that, we sang happy bday song to cj...and eat the delicious cake...i think its called opera...nt sure why....its coffee + chocolate and something else....haha....and after that we went back to cj and lawrence's apartment....ohya...forgot to mention, lawrence is also with us....then we go play pool at club9...wow...its not bad...its good...we play and watch abit football....then...play pool is nice...havent done that in a long time...haha...then we go to asia cafe to drink and watch football again...then chat abit...then about 4am..then we go back to their apartment...wow...im like damn tired...haha....CHEERIO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2211105988293439277?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2211105988293439277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2211105988293439277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2211105988293439277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2211105988293439277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-chuan-jiet.html' title='~Happy Birthday Chuan Jiet!!!~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5914192723877837726</id><published>2010-06-23T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:09:13.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Is it me?~</title><content type='html'>hmm...been in my class for the second sem now...but...i feel...they don't know me...maybe i'm not suited for that class? or maybe its the people in there...always thinking like that....being shallowminded....no matter what i say...it always end up bad...or is it the way i talk to people? y can't they understand what i'm saying...&lt;br /&gt;haih..maybe its my fault oso...im not that good at communicating with people =.=....always says the wrong things....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5914192723877837726?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5914192723877837726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5914192723877837726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5914192723877837726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5914192723877837726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-it-me.html' title='~Is it me?~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2878161339099493182</id><published>2010-05-23T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:08:36.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Boy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The boy is waiting stupidly in the cold....and no one knew  what he was going through...faking a smile so that others wont worry about him.or cause any ruckus...acting tough...to cover up the scars on his  body....wishing that someday...all of this will just be a dream....wait  and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;wait...even now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...still waiting....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2878161339099493182?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2878161339099493182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2878161339099493182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2878161339099493182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2878161339099493182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/05/boy.html' title='~The Boy~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-6911644452771585331</id><published>2010-05-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T08:12:17.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~My Wavering Heart~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hmm...i'm so in a mess right now...i don't want to hear from someone anymore...i don't wanna care about that....i will forget everything about that...whatever..maybe i'm just being childish but...like what i said last time...how to get fruits from a tree that doesnt even bear fruits...so..i decided to give up...actually...i already give up some time ago...just that i don't wanna talk about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;...and now...i think im falling in love with someone...love a first sight? hmm...it's always this...and in the end...it's just something else...and got real disappointed...but...i feel different this time...or maybe its just a hunch...haha....and u know...my communicating skill is not that good...im more of a quiet guy...that lives in solitude...haha...no la...i got alot of friends....but...im not really talkative...haha...but can be talkative with someone im comfortable with....then i'll just say anything to them...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my heart wavers...because..im still not sure this love is gonna go...abit scared...excited...but...i know...if i dont take action now...nothing's gonna change right? so...i'm gonna give it a shot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-6911644452771585331?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6911644452771585331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=6911644452771585331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6911644452771585331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6911644452771585331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-wavering-heart.html' title='~My Wavering Heart~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2689777412000259088</id><published>2010-05-07T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:59:31.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Leaving Miri, Hello KL~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;im gonna leave miri soon...going back KL...class startson monday....and settle some things...haih....alot problems lately...hope something can take me from all the problems....for awhile enough already.....haih....wadever...hmmm..hope in kl will be better...will cheer up...concentrate on studies....go out watch movie with friends...do some digital drawing....go out play...XD...haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;came back at a wrong time this time...haha...gonna plan before come back...haha....should choose holiday time to come back....okok...that's all i wanna say today...bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2689777412000259088?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2689777412000259088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2689777412000259088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2689777412000259088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2689777412000259088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/05/leaving-miri-hello-kl.html' title='~Leaving Miri, Hello KL~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3328897467228576316</id><published>2010-05-01T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T04:15:23.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Miss my bestfren~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;wow...i damn miss my best friend...haih...feel want go out with him...and talk about everything...haih...need some heart to heart talk also so hard....wanna express myself and tell him all the shit that i've been through...and hear his shitty days in the cruel fucking bitchy world....hmmm..been very fucking depressed lately...short and hot tempered....and keep enduring it in myself...not even releasing one bit...feel like crying...feel like dying...wth...FML....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;haha....dont bother la....im going back KL soon....hope my mood will be better there...and hope to find a gf soon....XD...haha....i don't want to always feel like this...its bad for my health also...being this emo....i'm fucked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3328897467228576316?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3328897467228576316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3328897467228576316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3328897467228576316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3328897467228576316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/05/miss-my-bestfren.html' title='~Miss my bestfren~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3033612256777740462</id><published>2010-04-27T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:55:36.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Loneliness~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;haha....hmmm...after working...I decided i wanted to go out to have fun tonight....but...no one seems to be free now....haha....so ended up not going anywhere...and after that..happens few more nights...they busy...haha...i know they are studying and i came back at a wrong time...haha....but...i kinda need some friends accompany.....been very lonely lately...if can out 2 times a week that will be nice...haha......hmmm....what to do now?...if only my best friend is still in miri...haha...he's in miri but he got national service...so...can't enjoy our time together....haha....before he went to NS...i went to his house to sleepover...talk alot of things....secrets...etc etc...haha...drink beer....talk secrets...woah...that's damn nice...haha....and when he finished his NS..maybe will go singapore....and we'll be busy studying our ass off...haha...but will probably find him if im free...haha.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3033612256777740462?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3033612256777740462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3033612256777740462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/S8spt7LDJ5I/AAAAAAAAASI/j0ZSxCLkNv0/s1600/XamdLostMemoriesSS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/S8spt7LDJ5I/AAAAAAAAASI/j0ZSxCLkNv0/s400/XamdLostMemoriesSS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461504842071746450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hmmm...just finished watching a very nice anime...haha....it's about life...things that happened in life...alot of things...haha...and some cool things as well....they are called x'amd...find out yourself if want to know more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The ending is very touching and the timing and plotting was damn nice....if anyone trying to find anime to watch...i recommend this anime...hehe...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5841763845576041839?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5841763845576041839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5841763845576041839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5841763845576041839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5841763845576041839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/04/xamd-lost-memories.html' title='~X&apos;amd: Lost Memories~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/S8spt7LDJ5I/AAAAAAAAASI/j0ZSxCLkNv0/s72-c/XamdLostMemoriesSS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-9179051176429055032</id><published>2010-04-07T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T08:53:07.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Working...woots~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hmm...been working lately...haha...2 days ago started...wow...selling house...haha...i'm a salesman...woots....hmm...i'm not that experienced..i don't really understand the loan thingys...haha..and it's quite boring when there's no one..but it's quite relaxing for a job la...haha...watch ASTRO....sit there idling around...read some novels....draw some things....haha...eat.......the sales executive is my tang jie, Hazel...she's a pretty girl...haha...tall tall gal...ohya...she have an Audi A4...i think..nt really sure...haha...a damn sexy car....brunei plate...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;today at work quite funny...too damn bored...then my colleague, Becky went to take a nap...haha...she told me to wake her up if there are customers...haha...there's no customer for like one hour...so left her sleep there for 40 minutes....so funny...she wake up panicking...haha...she thought there's customer...hahahmm...my salary is rm700...and each house i sell..i get 0.1%....hmmm...which is...single storey house i get rm250...double storey is rm300....single storey semidetached is rm350...and double storey semidetached is rm500...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-9179051176429055032?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/9179051176429055032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=9179051176429055032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/9179051176429055032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/9179051176429055032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/04/workingwoots.html' title='~Working...woots~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-372343769059035522</id><published>2010-03-31T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T09:01:05.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~MyLife 31/03/2010...FML~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;╔╦╦╦═╦╗╔═╦═╦══╦═╗╔══╦═╗╔══╦╗╔╗╔╗╔╦═╦═╗&lt;br /&gt;║║║║╩╣╚╣═╣║║║║║╩╣╚║║╣║║║║║║╚╝║║╚║║═╣╩╣&lt;br /&gt;╚══╩═╩═╩═╩═╩╩╩╩═╝   .╚╝╚═╝╚╩╩╝╚╝   .╚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;═&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;╩╩╝╚═╝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...now im gonna talk bullshit about my life..since i ain't got things to do other than this...haha...hmmm...first start off with studying...well..now's back in my hometown...holiday...haha...for one fucking month....but...maybe will go to work or something..doesn't matter....haha...but i friggin' need some money......ohya..starting next semester all the students need a quite powerful computer...gonna learn maya....haha...so...decide to buy one desktop...but..nt sure how my parents think...especially my kai ma....she dont' want me to buy the desktop you customize yourself...so...still thinking about it...haha...next sem is 2nd year 1st sem...hmm...time fly so damn fast...oredi one year studying in the one...haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmm...KL life is pretty nice...the place I live also not bad...it's not like super damn nice ok? I just got a roof over my head...and there's air-con...so i wont complain about the hot weather...haha...and...the house is located near my college...haha....can just walk there...around 5-7 minutes...haha...and also can walk to sunway pyramid...is just next to all the blocks of the TOA area...haha....and...in sunway pyramid...there's lots of lenglui...woots...damn sexy and cute....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...and now...wanna talk about my gan jie....my da jie and sha po jie...hmm...i used to have sister complex...but now...i think im slowly letting go of them...but no matter what happens...they will forever be my sisters...haha....they are so busy with their lives...and dun have any space left for me...so they push me aside...telling me that..everyone have their own path to walk....be more mature...that's wad shapo jie told me....hmmm....i got draw something for the both of them....dunno if they really like or not...its their portrait drawing by me....haha....hmm...guess that time...like form 4 &amp;amp; 5..they just playing around with me...treat me nice wad...and now...throw me away...making me hanging by a thread...but it's slowly breaking apart....I used to support them...to cheer them up when they are down....there's a time when da jie was damn emo...but now she okay liao...but i'm not the one who cheer her up.....haha....wadever la....all those are in the past...now its just nothing...but i will still support the both of them...miss u both always....hope i can be treated like the old times....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now, there's my love life...I like someone....who doesn't know about love....hmmm....wad should i do? I think i love her....but still not sure...maybe just brother sister love? am i the one who's confused? or am i just desperate for her? now...i don't feel like giving a shit anymore....been avoiding her....nt sure yet...but will face her soon....hope everything will be better...ohya...i'm losing hope in love...OMG...did i just fucking said that?! I usually very obsessed with love...but not this time...feel like its dying over time....because...love been giving me disappointment up till now....i'm not sure if this is a true feeling or not.....maybe just being tricked by myself...haha...i'm a person with many masks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, i'm here....in my house....in my room....sitting on my bed...thinking...it's holiday but...i'm alone....my best fren gone to national service..and by the time he's back...i'm studying...and he's going singapore after that...what a coincidence....the time i came back...he go NS....and last time...it was...I come back miri....he go KL....what the hell.....haha....and my close frens....they all busy with their studies...projects...assignments...all these things....hhaha....but can't help right? study more important than going out with frens....guess i came back at a wrong time...haha....when they holiday...i'm busy studying...my college is so fucking awesome...haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...and...maybe soon...i will learn to drive...almost one year i didn't drive....haha...got my driver license but didn't mangae to drive a car...that's such a waste....i think i forgot how to drive already....or is it just that i'm not used to drive....not sure...havent try it yet...haha....wish me luck...XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmmm...alot of negatives things in my life...but i know..there's more positive...but...the negatives are stronger...easier to notice....people are like that...they see the negative and didn't notice the positive things around them....because it's too good....nothing to worry about right? my life is really fucked up...my thinking also...the confused...ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-372343769059035522?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/372343769059035522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=372343769059035522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/372343769059035522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/372343769059035522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/03/mylife-31032010fml.html' title='~MyLife 31/03/2010...FML~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4181566302431628069</id><published>2010-03-24T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:55:58.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~False hope?!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I've been wondering to myself...i think my da jie don't want me anymore...or maybe its just me thinking too much...till now...she didn't even call me didi or wadsoever...like there's nothing between us anymore...last time she treat me so nice...make me feel that she is really my jie...but...I don't know what to do now...maybe to her..it's just fun and games...just play big sis? or wad? but to me...she's really important to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Now, eventhough she doesn't call me her didi anymore...I still call her da jie...and normally when i find her in msn or wad...she's busy or doing something else...like ignoring me...wth....so...not sure what to do....just to give her some space lo....maybe i'm just giving myself false hope...izit? in the world we live in...things are never how we wanted it to be...that's what makes life life...it makes life unpredictable...maybe that's why I started believe in wishes....to give myself some false hope so that i can move on...in times of sadness...i would make a wish...wish everything will turn out okay....i know i'm useless...to believe in such a thing...but whatever...i am me...no one can change what I believe in....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and...my shapo jie...hmmm...she got married...so early lor...but...will support her de la...hehe...hope she can be happy with her husband...wish jie the best ya...hehhe..she still treat me like oweys...but...she's mostly busy...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4181566302431628069?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4181566302431628069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4181566302431628069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4181566302431628069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4181566302431628069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/03/false-hope.html' title='~False hope?!~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4243690812318428023</id><published>2010-03-13T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:08:56.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~izit my fault to have so much hope?~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know what to do anymore...izit my wrong to have som uch hope in the things i though could have been better? to teach someone about love? i know its not something you can teach...its more like..something one need to experience on their own..cannot be taught by others..and the best thing is...she doesn't even want to accept it...doesn't want to get hurt? well, if that thinking goes on...maybe love will never reach her...how? nt sure what to do?......haihz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;these fucking confused feelings...really screwing with my fucking mind...damn it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Being emo, thinking too much...small gas...wah...all so negative...what to do? Even my best friend advice me not to care for this kind of girl....what the fuck...i'm in love with a girl who doesn't know love and doesn't want to know it...how am i supposed to go on like this? Feel like giving up...my best friend advice me not to care her for long time...see what will happen then...hmm....maybe he's right...i got the feeling that he doesn't want me with this girl also...but he will support me anyways..haha...thanks BRO!!! Wish u all the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmm...i think i will stop all this shit for awhile...till the time comes...maybe I will abandon this? or hold on to it? I don't know? I need a break...my body will really worn out if it continues....and what I really meant to say is...i'm sorry for the way I am....and I never meant to be so cold...haha..crossfade ya...express the feelings with this song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4243690812318428023?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4243690812318428023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4243690812318428023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4243690812318428023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4243690812318428023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/03/izit-my-fault-to-have-so-much-hope.html' title='~izit my fault to have so much hope?~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2913583868764235868</id><published>2010-03-03T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T03:13:40.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~What The Fuck~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What to do? my lecturer keep rejecting my work. fuck her..everything i do...wont approve...what the hell...maybe i;m just not suitable to do this kind of things...I don't know what to do...what should i do now? im thinking so damn hard...my brain's gonna explode...what the helllllll....sob sob....now really don't know what to do...alot of things....all the things come at the same time..woots...i'm gonna die...realll feel like crying now...i'm moody....i'm emo...i'm an asshole....i'm pathetic...i'm useless...i'm a noob...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sad sad sad sad sad sad sad......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2913583868764235868?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2913583868764235868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2913583868764235868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2913583868764235868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2913583868764235868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-fuck.html' title='~What The Fuck~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5028874688737396047</id><published>2010-02-21T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:08:03.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~what should i do?~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;the pain inside me...it's killing me.....i don't know what i should do...i like the relationship that we are in....but i want to be more than that to her....but i also scared that it will be worse....later can't even be her friend...how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;should I? should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I feel so pathetic right now.......maybe to my frens...this is hard to believe? haha...I don't know what to tell them...I've been keeping this secret all along...act differently to my feelings...so that no one will found out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;maybe this is not a good time to reveal the secret...maybe should keep for another few years? but it's already too late...can't go back...that's probably why i abit regret...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i miss her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5028874688737396047?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5028874688737396047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5028874688737396047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5028874688737396047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5028874688737396047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-should-i-do.html' title='~what should i do?~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4270987078198754066</id><published>2010-02-19T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:23:18.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~I don't know~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmm...now is oredi third sem...alot things happened till now...but yesterday is most different. I told my frens one of my secrets that i kept for 2-3 years...i love her for quite a long time...but got alot of other feelings confuse me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;flashback....that time i was form 2...i like her...but got rejected...everytime tried to get close but failed...even with my friends supporting...and then time pass...i wanted to forget her...then started liking other girls...actually that time i already let the feelings go...but then..it was form 4-5....she suddenly came and we started to get close...the feelings from before start to come back...i didn't tell anyone how i felt back then...just kept it to myself and act as usual...but i really wanted people to know but i just cant say it...she became my kai mui...and my friend and I are her kai gor. She usually come to us. Our time together was wonderful..but sometimes there was ups and downs also...haha...i'm very happy when i'm around her...but i didn't say it out to anyone...when she leave..there's always this pain in my chest...but everytime i tried to endure it...maybe i just don't want people to know of this secret...just wanna be brother and sisters??! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;actually...i'm not sure myself...i want to be more than a brother to her...to care for her, protect her, love her...but i'm not sure what she feel about me...probably just a brother? hmm...yesterday go friends house to share secrets...then i really wanted to tell this secret out...actually i felt better...after telling....like there's always been something there...then now it's gone...but i feel really painful....i can't even sleep...its too painful....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when i think about it...i like the relationship we are in...but..i'm just scared if i tell her...everything will be over...when i'm with her...i always feel at ease and comfortable...even when talking over the phone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;and yesterday went out with her and my friends....everytime i wanted to get close to her..but i always try to limit myself...and create a distance around her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sometimes get jealous of her with other guys...but also..i tried to endure it...somehow...its always bothering it....now...i don't know what i should do....i just know that i'm in love with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4270987078198754066?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4270987078198754066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4270987078198754066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4270987078198754066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4270987078198754066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know.html' title='~I don&apos;t know~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8686607109233684397</id><published>2009-11-07T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:35:17.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Funny Moments #3~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqckRcibI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Yq6mDcxvIak/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqckRcibI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Yq6mDcxvIak/s400/DSC01499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401551473339042226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pat eating ice-cream like a little boy...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqcSsweKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_3r0K6IRmGo/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqcSsweKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_3r0K6IRmGo/s400/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401551468621756578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"F U"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqcMT08JI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mB2ph3Jj67o/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqcMT08JI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mB2ph3Jj67o/s400/DSC01109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401551466906579090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"F U 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqbpG60EI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XDB664UjpOg/s1600-h/DSC01115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqbpG60EI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XDB664UjpOg/s400/DSC01115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401551457457197122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let us in...wuuu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqbPlV6JI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Y03Idsr2yw8/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqbPlV6JI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Y03Idsr2yw8/s400/DSC01273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401551450605480082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpG5AlKwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0i3D9e9R_n0/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpG5AlKwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0i3D9e9R_n0/s400/DSC01275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401550001436699394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lets play golf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpGeGlGFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cAUPzSF8vrg/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpGeGlGFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cAUPzSF8vrg/s400/DSC01400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401549994214103122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shhs...i'm stealing this thing..hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpGC-_ggI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EIdYjzjOW18/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpGC-_ggI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EIdYjzjOW18/s400/DSC01512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401549986934522370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's watching ahem ahem...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpFyODUtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6vEO6IhzkM/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpFyODUtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6vEO6IhzkM/s400/DSC01428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401549982434284242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My letterfont in calligraphy...letter Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpFqOu0qI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-pQ_fiMGMfs/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYpFqOu0qI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-pQ_fiMGMfs/s400/DSC01559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401549980289651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice music, i'm loving it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYoRkpKNQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xA7T4H_uoNk/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYoRkpKNQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xA7T4H_uoNk/s400/DSC01727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401549085436687618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" weeeeeee!!!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYoRSCgG3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/ov7HKj5097U/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYoRSCgG3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/ov7HKj5097U/s400/DSC01725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401549080442706802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"abluhbluahbluuuh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-8686607109233684397?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8686607109233684397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8686607109233684397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8686607109233684397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8686607109233684397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-moments-3.html' title='~Funny Moments #3~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYqckRcibI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Yq6mDcxvIak/s72-c/DSC01499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-6242848624224119566</id><published>2009-11-07T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:40:38.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~2nd Sem~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha..it's been so long since i talk about myself and the things happening...well...alot things happened actually, well...not all good things and not all bad things...in college...alot of assignments...um..not just alot...it's f*cking lot....haih...do work until didn't sleep at all...almost die the next day...and i get sick easily if not enough rest...test coming soon, final project also need to progress liao...what the hell..time move damn fast, i feel like just starting the 2nd semester and now this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my love life is dead, waiting for it to be revived....haha...when there's love...there's always pain....what is love actually? hmmm...maybe now concentrate more on study lo.....Hope everyone can achieve their happiness....and cheer up those who are heartbroken....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Long distance relationship doesn't last? both of my good friends are now single...about 1-2 years....so i'm not really sure about this....never have a long distance relationship before....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm...this semester quite enjoy...haha...play games with housemates, go out have fun...the thing is i'm getting low on budget...using more and more...but not all on food....mostly on materials....wa...so damn expensive, masking tape rm2.30.....use 2 weeks need buy new one...omg...and gouache colour rm25.....graphic pen rm7.50....design mecha pen....rm20...charcoal pen rm11........i want to buy but don't have the money to buy...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday i'm so pissed...there's this f*cker...walao...act so cool...then take my newsprint paper which i leave on the table beside me...like everything he owned it....he tear out a piece and walk away....this is not even his own class....so rude for what? where's his manner? cannot ask people? Rich guy can be rude? man...i was so damn angry that time....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a TRUE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;geNuiNe MotHerFucking dicKLess Brainless ShitHead basTaRd &lt;/span&gt;DOG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;SORRY FOR THE FOUL LANGUAGES, i just want to express my feelings out...and say he's a dog...=P&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss my hometown....haih...everytime stressed or got some bad things happened...i want to go home....miss my friends and family.....but...everyone very busy with their lives lor....everyone walking their own path of their future...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;missing everyone....&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/1097378249035454432-6242848624224119566?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6242848624224119566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=6242848624224119566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6242848624224119566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6242848624224119566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-sem.html' title='~2nd Sem~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-602372940369771728</id><published>2009-11-06T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:57:12.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~SUCKS~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm...so long didn't touch my blog....hehe...was busy with assignments and other things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nowadays the internet connection in my housing area sucks...and P1 sucks even more...damn...its getting slower and slower...eventhough we always reach the p1 40gb limit...well...i'm the one downloading lots of movie and games...XD..but nevermind that...now can't even do my research or anything...disconnected....really fucked up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhow, hope few days more it will get better...i will try to post when i have the time...but...i know there are not much people interested in my blog...but i want to thank those who came to read my blog...=) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thanks!&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/1097378249035454432-602372940369771728?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/602372940369771728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=602372940369771728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/602372940369771728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/602372940369771728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/11/sucks.html' title='~SUCKS~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-57772508762430481</id><published>2009-07-19T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:39:31.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Funny Moments #2~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Another day of funniness...haha (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgA5tX6AI/AAAAAAAAAMw/kDSdjUeoquQ/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgA5tX6AI/AAAAAAAAAMw/kDSdjUeoquQ/s400/DSC00915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360163181364242434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Deng* Im too full...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgBMdxPRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/d_OLL1yOttQ/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgBMdxPRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/d_OLL1yOttQ/s400/DSC00917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360163186399067410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tissue wasting...(everyone was looking at us...haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgA8WcAGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pkXqsK6Uwo8/s1600-h/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgA8WcAGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pkXqsK6Uwo8/s400/DSC00913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360163182073348194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum Yum..Mum mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbVwGo40I/AAAAAAAAAMI/c1VOpXtyhqg/s1600-h/DSC00907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbVwGo40I/AAAAAAAAAMI/c1VOpXtyhqg/s400/DSC00907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158042004972354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carls Jr. ~OH YeaH~ (Before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbWFQdy2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/o2zScbasCms/s1600-h/DSC00912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbWFQdy2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/o2zScbasCms/s400/DSC00912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158047683332962" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Superstar Large(After)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbV0aa98I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aJ-m12YA-DY/s1600-h/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbV0aa98I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aJ-m12YA-DY/s400/DSC00910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158043161688002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trash + Leftover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbVrAurjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/t4_IxIpBIXY/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbVrAurjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/t4_IxIpBIXY/s400/DSC00893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158040638008882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Sun...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbVbtIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/lf8fv6R6pyU/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMbVbtIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/lf8fv6R6pyU/s400/DSC00892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158036529260514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat+Kee+Seng Kin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY9EN5zgI/AAAAAAAAALw/Cn-_39j5x0U/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY9EN5zgI/AAAAAAAAALw/Cn-_39j5x0U/s400/DSC00891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155418884165122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgAkOHCFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gB9SoSOJpSE/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMgAkOHCFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gB9SoSOJpSE/s400/DSC00890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360163175595968594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HeeHee...i like this one...Pat so not natural...looks funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8_K6CXI/AAAAAAAAALo/SLAVT6FYa4o/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8_K6CXI/AAAAAAAAALo/SLAVT6FYa4o/s400/DSC00883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155417529420146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Senior, Kai..funny leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8o5j_vI/AAAAAAAAALg/awBUmD2yEvI/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8o5j_vI/AAAAAAAAALg/awBUmD2yEvI/s400/DSC00881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155411551092466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8qatwNI/AAAAAAAAALY/5oTnckgnYa8/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8qatwNI/AAAAAAAAALY/5oTnckgnYa8/s400/DSC00879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155411958579410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum Yum...Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;"This french fry looks like me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8dvYcFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9ucC83zFZfo/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SmMY8dvYcFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9ucC83zFZfo/s400/DSC00878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155408555602002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kai &amp;amp; Kee&lt;br /&gt;"I think everyone know wad's on his mind...hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Funny Videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3781ce6ec64a0fd4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7498657953699463347</id><published>2009-07-12T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:50:30.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Funny Moments #1~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmm...today was a funny day...XD..Ben, Pat, Kee and I were walking to have our dinner...at sunway pyramid...then..stopped at a car...Kee saw a cat..then go pet it...then we all take pic of him and the pic..then Pat take me with them...then Ben take the 3 of us...but no one take Ben's photo...haha...then we all laugh until stomach pain...hahahaha...hmm..after that..eat at chicken rice shop....not so good..abit lame...haha...so expensive...then go back luuuu~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9K45z6vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4LfbyFisMD4/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9K45z6vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4LfbyFisMD4/s400/DSC00816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661963993475826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kee &amp;amp; cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9LgsZ7fI/AAAAAAAAAKw/l80yiqAKfoo/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9LgsZ7fI/AAAAAAAAAKw/l80yiqAKfoo/s400/DSC00817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661974674664946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kee &amp;amp; 2 cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9MCTA2GI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rPX6QmxCbRc/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9MCTA2GI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rPX6QmxCbRc/s400/DSC00819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661983694968930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9Mo4oYDI/AAAAAAAAALA/8S6ITehPmvg/s1600-h/DSC00838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9Mo4oYDI/AAAAAAAAALA/8S6ITehPmvg/s400/DSC00838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661994053296178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me+Kee+2 cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9M4jUe3I/AAAAAAAAALI/d0T3q19SCe8/s1600-h/DSC00839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9M4jUe3I/AAAAAAAAALI/d0T3q19SCe8/s400/DSC00839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661998258879346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Pat+Me+Kee+2 cats&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/1097378249035454432-7498657953699463347?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7498657953699463347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7498657953699463347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7498657953699463347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7498657953699463347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-moments-1.html' title='~Funny Moments #1~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Slo9K45z6vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4LfbyFisMD4/s72-c/DSC00816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-239127586742747997</id><published>2009-07-06T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:02:26.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Pop-up work at my house~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today..after drawing class...they let us go back early because maybe will have blackout..but..they leave us with home assignments...8 pieces ar....haha...after that class..Ken, Shaz, Bee Lian, Leon and GC came to my house..to do the pop-up thing...Shaz came to play prototype...XD...crazy guy..violence...wa...today so tired liao..headache..recently headache ar...stressed....life shortening ar....old liao..XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsdRhjrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4ti7ZcsQ3Nc/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsdRhjrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4ti7ZcsQ3Nc/s400/DSC00750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355291993622810290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ken F*******...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRs3CPKKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/cVTX6CLUi6k/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRs3CPKKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/cVTX6CLUi6k/s400/DSC00752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355292000538011810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHR_nq_InI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vqbfXmWJTWc/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHR_nq_InI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vqbfXmWJTWc/s400/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355292322831475314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beelian...looks so pitiful...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsueKAxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bZfxkeXYr6I/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsueKAxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bZfxkeXYr6I/s400/DSC00751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355291998239195922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sexy man..GC...XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsL_ZN6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/iCYmDCGqIeM/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsL_ZN6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/iCYmDCGqIeM/s400/DSC00749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355291988983363490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRr3S9cNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YhLCScJwjjY/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRr3S9cNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YhLCScJwjjY/s400/DSC00748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355291983428284626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A dead purple guy inside my room....haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP6ODYL2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/aGmYI2vq4vQ/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP6ODYL2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/aGmYI2vq4vQ/s400/DSC00747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355290031031856994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leon on six rainbows....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP4h1-ezI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mmHaBNj0nYA/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP4h1-ezI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mmHaBNj0nYA/s400/DSC00746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355290001984617266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm emo...psp time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP4UilkbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3UWQVBC22TA/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP4UilkbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3UWQVBC22TA/s400/DSC00745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355289998413631922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP4Cn6I5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/EEkt-7xPwMI/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP4Cn6I5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/EEkt-7xPwMI/s400/DSC00744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355289993604113298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP3pLrPqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/z0E5VJvLKH0/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHP3pLrPqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/z0E5VJvLKH0/s400/DSC00743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355289986774810274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everybody doing different things...&lt;br /&gt;Shaz: Eating chicken + rice&lt;br /&gt;Ken:PSP&lt;br /&gt;GC: Teach Beelian pop-up and sit or lie somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;Beelian: Pop-up&lt;br /&gt;Leon: Gaming on my laptop&lt;br /&gt;Me: Daydreaming...&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/1097378249035454432-239127586742747997?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SlHRsdRhjrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4ti7ZcsQ3Nc/s72-c/DSC00750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1402040928116218551</id><published>2009-07-04T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:25:03.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Today did something very stupid~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HaHa..i just got my haircut..then went back...then saw an ice cream seller...then i pretend to run towards him lor..then he turn my direction..he though i want an ice cream..then i feel bad..so cannot say don't want lor..i bought one...but...its nice and delicious....XD....abit pity him...everyday will see him drive around PJS area....haha...so..i like doing stupid things...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..at night...walk walk then chit chat with Ben and Pat...at Sunway Pyramid...then..talk until don't know where we are going...we've been walking round and round...pass the same place over and over again...haha...then finally back...about 30minutes..walk in circles....&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/1097378249035454432-1402040928116218551?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1402040928116218551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1402040928116218551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1402040928116218551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1402040928116218551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-did-something-very-stupid.html' title='~Today did something very stupid~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-6913869951947960009</id><published>2009-07-03T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:20:23.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~HL. Love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk32g6o1YqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/N5Zs53IXpLo/s1600-h/___love_by_xdashkax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk32g6o1YqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/N5Zs53IXpLo/s400/___love_by_xdashkax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354206577370161826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All of us are in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It hasn't all been smooth sailing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mistakes may have been made,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But the love we felt when we first met our sweethearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...is certainly the most cherished thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We will take those feelings, one by one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...and carry them with us into our futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Are you in love right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-6913869951947960009?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6913869951947960009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=6913869951947960009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6913869951947960009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6913869951947960009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/07/hl-love.html' title='~HL. Love~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk32g6o1YqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/N5Zs53IXpLo/s72-c/___love_by_xdashkax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7537251772228426446</id><published>2009-07-03T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:22:41.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~KFC...Fast Food Fever~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Haha..recently been eating so much fast food....since yesterday...haha...don't know why..maybe its because just took money from my account....haha...today met Yuri on the way to school...she's walking very fast like usual...like she's late for something or whatever...haha...or maybe just my legs too short...haha...then we go buy bread...cause i havent eat my breakfast...haha..then later go in class...chit chat with Shaz and Ken....then later Beelian say accompany her to visonart to choose reference to print..so..go lor...then came back abit late...haha....today's class...its good...XD...alot of cool drawings...wa...siaw pei's drawing so nice...she's patrick chang's friend from Miri...and patrick liow's housemate....haha...so geng wor...but too bad don't have pic....after that we went to KFC to eat...then after finished went to CG class...do some boring but useful stuffs again...after that..i went to visionart with patrick...then met Ben Shuen, Elvis and Patrick...haha...so..went with them...haha...Ben went to buy movie tickets for his friends...then we went to eat at KFC again...wa...2 KFC in one day...yesterday just ate at popeye's...haih haih...not healthy....then i saw Dorcas at ice skating there...she's working..wa..she's so tired....and still working...nothing i can do..but to cheer her on...haha...jyjy...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sJK0KeVI/AAAAAAAAAII/r2LLxejQ-IA/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sJK0KeVI/AAAAAAAAAII/r2LLxejQ-IA/s400/DSC00717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354195174279510354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GC, Beelian and Leon...his laptop..haha..doing CG thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(Photo Unavailable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;( She says she's fat in the photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(She's not going to talk to me if i didnt change it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blurr Blurr Dorcas &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sIyQGd4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/jUJ7zkjWHFo/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sIyQGd4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/jUJ7zkjWHFo/s400/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354195167685801858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emo Terry...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sIQSjhPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EK34v83EEdY/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sIQSjhPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EK34v83EEdY/s400/DSC00714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354195158569288946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Shaz..don't know what's he thinking..haha...looking like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sIJ-aFbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/djwH9XhKu-M/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sIJ-aFbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/djwH9XhKu-M/s400/DSC00713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354195156874171826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ken staring at Shaz..don't know what's he thinking either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tE3WxIhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xukvmHSibrg/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tE3WxIhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xukvmHSibrg/s400/DSC00718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196199848092178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Leon..concentraing...Beelian...headache..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tFNkBbBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MkkFnp5ZoPM/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tFNkBbBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MkkFnp5ZoPM/s400/DSC00720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196205809265682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tE2bzVfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_2Jff1IsHC0/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tE2bzVfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_2Jff1IsHC0/s400/DSC00719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196199600772594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahha! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tFXAhcxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z-jvzjud3Ho/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3tFXAhcxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z-jvzjud3Ho/s400/DSC00721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196208344724242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sotong &amp;amp; Channiece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No paparazzi please...XD&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/1097378249035454432-7537251772228426446?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7537251772228426446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7537251772228426446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7537251772228426446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7537251772228426446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/07/kfcfast-food-fever.html' title='~KFC...Fast Food Fever~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Sk3sJK0KeVI/AAAAAAAAAII/r2LLxejQ-IA/s72-c/DSC00717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7244330962206824290</id><published>2009-07-02T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:59:20.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Pop Eye?! Popeye's~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Today, went to AVH..listen to Dean's talk...Veronica Ho...wa...its very motivating....haha...she's very good also...know what to say...haha...drop down alot of notes..listen to a very nice voice guy reading the slides...then applause...haha...Then...Leekee, Ken,Vincent, Shaz and I go to Sunway Pyramid...to had our dinner...then Vincent say pop eye....we all blurr blurr there...then..Shaz laugh at him...haha....then eat lor...its not bad la...haha...quite expensive..but the coleslaw and mashed potato...nice....the chicken more crispy then KFC....and the drink add 30 cents to go LARGE...haha...but Shaz didn't know..so he had the medium coke...XD....haha...the fish bowl rice quite nice...haha...have red beans inside...at first tasted weird..but after eating more bites its quite good lor...haha....we all eat liao then went to see the ice skating competition...have a leng lui from United States...and a sexy man from Switzerland...wa..he have a very sexy aura....haha...cool man...then i invite Shaz and Patrick to my house...haha...to do the pop-up thing and teach Patrick CG things...wa...we do awhile then i show them my games...then start playing liao lo...goofing off....Shaz play the game..then about 730pm...very late liao...he say wanna go back..still there gaming..."wannna go bekk liiao luuuu" ....haha...then go lor...ohya...i told them to be quiet..because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;there's this black guy...he's an as*h**e....my housemates/friends...talk outside...or close door very loud...then he come out and scold them...." Fuck you...what's wrong with you guys...one more time and you'll sleep without doors!!" My friends say sorry...then he said, " It's not about sorry...are you fucking stupid or what? its your mental problem...or something..." then my friends they all...scared really will break down our doors....so...we try our best to make no sound...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphpODDBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/k0wzrputfkc/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphpODDBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/k0wzrputfkc/s400/DSC00706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353840452502227986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;My Fish Bowl Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphVCCMvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-SAXtnGm_NU/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphVCCMvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-SAXtnGm_NU/s400/DSC00705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353840447083131634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;LeeKee..he's shy..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphOm4nwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nqHLNL20oGM/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphOm4nwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nqHLNL20oGM/s400/DSC00703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353840445358644994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ken (Thinking of stealing shaz's food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Skypgx_3GlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/z6VKLpYFw8w/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Skypgx_3GlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/z6VKLpYFw8w/s400/DSC00702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353840437678774866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Shaz (Currently stealing ken's cookies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkypgZ9OXeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KJ2pWSs02dg/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkypgZ9OXeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KJ2pWSs02dg/s400/DSC00701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353840431225265634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Vincent's burger, 3 big coke, and 1 medium coke..hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkytIiu3haI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XfHZvSxACX8/s1600-h/DSC00709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkytIiu3haI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XfHZvSxACX8/s400/DSC00709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353844419310618018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Shaz (WTF...that's more than rm2 already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkytIQ_HvFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6HMpaepRECU/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkytIQ_HvFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6HMpaepRECU/s400/DSC00708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353844414546951250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Vincent (cute, fake smile..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkytIBLcvfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XRL7DFG45Io/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkytIBLcvfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XRL7DFG45Io/s400/DSC00707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353844410303692274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Fries + Chilli sauce&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/1097378249035454432-7244330962206824290?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7244330962206824290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7244330962206824290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7244330962206824290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7244330962206824290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/07/pop-eye-popeyes.html' title='~Pop Eye?! Popeye&apos;s~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkyphpODDBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/k0wzrputfkc/s72-c/DSC00706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8179808760609940293</id><published>2009-06-30T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:25:50.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Surprise Day~ XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Today, 30th June 2009, Today..as usual...go to class...haha..this week is exploration week...some class have holidays....but some don't but..nevermind...I like going to college better than stay at home do nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Then...walk to college...then walk up the stairs...its was all dark...haha...then didn't go up liao....go outside saw ah gor...Kenneth.. A.K.A..Ken...haha...he go buy drink...then we both went into the darkness...haha...then go to student lounge...saw Dorcas, Kok Wai, and Wai Lun...Shaz inside the library looking at some magazines...haha...so hardworking...haha...then lecturer say..if after 230pm still don't have electricity..class's gonna be cancelled...then..at 230pm..straightaway have light...then go into class....Stephen invite another lecturer...he's better than Stephen alot...haha...he's more humorous...funny guy...haha...but they both look quite alike...after class...i follow Ken and Shaz...then Dorcas ask me go where...then i say follow them wor...then together go lor...Terry's with her too....we're in sunway pyramid....then...Dorcas want to put her things to her car...and she ask me to accompany her...so i go lor...then when reached..she put her things..then..SURPRISE...she gave me the present...late 13 days...she wanna see my reaction...haha...and my reaction is O.O....haha...then we go to KFC...with Ken and Shaz and Terry...haha...Dorcas didn't eat...then...she go check skating thing...so..i go order things to eat lor...haha...Twister...my fav.  eat..then chat with Ken and Shaz...after awhile Dorcas came back...then we go Starbucks...then Dorcas forgot something in the car...so Ken and Shaz leave first....i accompany Dorcas to her car...then go back to Starbucks...she wanna eat there...then she order lor..blueberry muffin...and Java chips coffee...ohya..the cashier speak very funny ar...but very good...haha...pro qin...XD....then...she let me try her blueberry muffin...haha..its very soft...haha...i so long didn't eat muffin...and the last time i eat de muffin is very hard...so this is different...and she also let me drink her coffee..its soooo Good...then...she drink..then let me drink again..with the same straw..haha...its an "Indirect Kiss"..haha...then..she wanna go back liao lor...we leave lorhx......"byebye..take care...drive safely"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Then...i go back...take out the present...its was a bear dog things...XD..haha..soooooooooooooo CUTE!...haha..white  colour...then...i saw the receipt..wakao!..RM59.90...so expensive...then i sms to Dorcas...then..i ask..wad is the other surprise...after awhile...she phoned me...she say stand up..and turn off the light...then..its glowing in the dark..haha...i like that..haha...and its white colour cause she know i like to draw things...like..drawing my pencil case...haha...so..i have something to design and draw liao lo...thank you very much, Dorcas!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorKnqkUjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3DV_afNIoZc/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorKnqkUjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3DV_afNIoZc/s400/DSC00671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138568529465906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In History of Art class..Exploration Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorK50Em0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/cYq4fz1gdEQ/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorK50Em0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/cYq4fz1gdEQ/s400/DSC00673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138573401168706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shaz...his animal face..XD...when eating...haha...funny faced purple man guy...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorLMjbDYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/M05SYJf0l7Y/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorLMjbDYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/M05SYJf0l7Y/s400/DSC00677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138578431610242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah gor...A.K.A.....Ken ( Badguy...XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorKxTEPUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Zxx4blGVPZg/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorKxTEPUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Zxx4blGVPZg/s400/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138571115248962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorLQzoPmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/72eXp3rxb30/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorLQzoPmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/72eXp3rxb30/s400/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138579573325410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;At Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkotMeCwLsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VaJFpRShcA0/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkotMeCwLsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VaJFpRShcA0/s400/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353140799329545922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Dorcas..enjoying her muffin...haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkotMl0JE4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/75fkZKqCqIc/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkotMl0JE4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/75fkZKqCqIc/s400/DSC00684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353140801415746434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Java Chips Coffee and Blueberry muffin...yum yum...XD&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/1097378249035454432-8179808760609940293?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8179808760609940293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8179808760609940293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8179808760609940293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8179808760609940293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/06/surprise-day-xd.html' title='~Surprise Day~ XD'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SkorKnqkUjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3DV_afNIoZc/s72-c/DSC00671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1501799721472640901</id><published>2009-06-24T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:38:35.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Tagged by Dorcas =)~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The person who tagged you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dorcas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friends or maybe more...in the future..XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Your 5 impression of him/her is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Cute &amp;amp; Childish( sometimes), taller than me XD, good girl, hate EMO?!, always think too much..=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;umm...cheer me up lor....and still got alot other things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she said to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;IMY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Be Happy!!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hmm...the way she treat me...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Be Sad.. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;probably my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Just want her to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caring^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;umm...people thinks i'm annoying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Being kind...doing the right things...but not everything goes well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters that you hate about yourself is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Being emo..ignoring the people i care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Everything good..XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. For people who care and love you, say something to them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I love you! *HUgs and KissES* ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Pass this test to 10 persons who you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaron Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chan Tyng Kang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;3. Hua Yuann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;4. Carine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;5. Eugene Uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;6. Shaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;7. Dorcas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;8. GC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;9. Beelian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;10. Ken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. Who is no.6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Big Bald Guy..XD...no la...He's a tall rugby player...funny guy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or a female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. If no.7 and no.10 are together, is that a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HaHa..so not going to happened...XD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. What's no. 2 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Um...Form 6....and then Computers..gua?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. When is the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ages ago...XD..no la..just a few months maybe...blurr blurr jor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 likes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i dunno wor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Big Bro and Big Sis...he's the smallest...XD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hmmm...let me think...XD...no la...of corz...she's my godsis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. How about no.7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dorcas? hmm...maybe lor...XD..depends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;27. Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Probably...XD...She's a DinoSaur Wor...ROAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Uh....really...its UH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;29. What is the hobby of no. 10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Poking people, hurting people...don't know own strength, disrespect others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;30. Does no. 5 and no.9 gets along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Yea!! haha..jkjk....they havent meet before...one is in New Zealand...one is in Sunway =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SMK Baru...form 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;32. Talk something casually about no.1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Bestfriends Forever..even in old age......XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;33. Have you tried developing any feelings for no.6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Probably...XD...haha...he's a guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;34. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Not really sure...XD...quite far from school...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;35. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Pink gua?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;36. Are no. 1 and no. 5 best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ok ok la...So-So....but not bestfriends...XD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dorcas? she said she's the MAN-nest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;38. What is no.6 doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dating gua...haha...dunno what that purple-man is doing.....XD&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/1097378249035454432-1501799721472640901?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1501799721472640901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1501799721472640901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1501799721472640901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1501799721472640901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-dorcas.html' title='~Tagged by Dorcas =)~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-837211929991123159</id><published>2009-06-22T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:55:27.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Stabbed~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today, wakao...there is a few people..whom i wont mention...i was walking out from LCS class..then...guy A say, " I havent eat wor...how o?" i reply,"now go eat?"...then he said the same thing again....and again...then guy B say, " Aiya! you very fan ar! "..then i get it...they stabbing me....walao...i admit i'm annoying....but..need do these things to hurt people meh? Didn't accept the fact that i'm like that...or even try to accept it...its makes me feel hurt...you know? So...the both of them not even my friends...i've been tricked...so they're playing with my feelings....ah..don't want care them liao....say jiu say la...sure have someone say you back in the future..then that is the time you regret la...treat own classmate like that...not even HUMAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-837211929991123159?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/837211929991123159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=837211929991123159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/837211929991123159'/><link rel='self' 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pacifier as a present....i was like What the FUCK!...but whatever la...thanks anyways...XD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When we were in our Design 1 class...we were all doing our work..then suddenly...*thumm*..the lights went out....blackout..woohoooo...so..we do our assignments in the dark...using phone or camera lights...manage to finish it...yay!!....Today is really...not sure how to describe it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-710873794558914815?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/710873794558914815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=710873794558914815' 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type='text'>~My Bloody Birthday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Today...is my birthday..woohhoooo...woke up by Leekee...he phone me at 330+am...then we all go to mamak stall to eat...XD...they all chia me...then go back..straightaway sleep...haha...then..woke up again at 9++am...haha...go do something then go to Ice Rink...ice skating...about 12pm...then start skating...wa...so hard ar...then..later more stable..but..i land on my butt twice...so painful...hard to walk after that..then hurt my arm again...then i get plasters from Dorcas...haha...sorry for all the troubles...XD...and thanks for taking care of me....haha...then...skate skate...then go to Carl's Jr to have my lunch/dinner....haha..chilli cheese burger..ohyeah...eat drink eat...then..go to get my present...wooots....then go back lor...XD...LeeKee cannot walk properly..so..he have to use my shoulder to walk...reach home..i see the present...then..it's korean style tshirt...jacket and scarf....haha..but i like it...thanks..Beelian, Patrick and LeeKee....haha...today my legs' skin peeled off...then arm oso...no skin..haha..pain and pain..bloody...haha..but..im happy today...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4940539479211155362?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4940539479211155362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4940539479211155362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4940539479211155362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4940539479211155362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-bloody-birthday.html' title='~My Bloody Birthday~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4616451114467569700</id><published>2009-06-15T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:25:02.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~???~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today, felt very strange..felt loneliness...felt sadness....haha...but..still ok ba...haizzz...today i'm still sick...sore throat, coughing, headache....at Drawing class....took medicine from Beelian..she also sick...so...she bought medicine lor....and...she felt better but i got worse...eat lunch at KFC...Johnson wanna go there..so...follow lor...haha..Johnson, Sam, Patrick, Mei Kuan, Ninja, Channiece, and me...after that late go class...itsd time for test..then no seat liao..so have to get another seat from the other class then have to sit at the front table..that's from the other class....then..took the test..it's quite hard because i didnt study much..so...some listen to Ms. Pinky..so..can answer some...XD....but...i feel...sad....haha...sit alone...but...sotong come and talk to me...haha...he's worried about me...abit la...but ok la..since someone is worried about me...and saw vincent's presentation...about spinning books....its like an old trend...haha..and he showed us a little movie clip of himself..quite funny..but...it seems like Pinky doesnt really like it...maybe it's not suitable for her...haha..too useless...gua....hmm...went home after that...at night eat dinner at KFC again..this time with my housemates....Patrick, Ben Shuen, and Kai...then later reload my phone..rm100 at seven eleven...because have birthday bonus...then...at home chat with housemates...and LeeKee broke his back...now its cacat...so..scary..i'm not gonna breakdance liao...haha...no la..im not gonna do powermoves...maybe just toprock and downrock...haha..hope he will be able to breakdance again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4616451114467569700?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4616451114467569700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3094464358926100087</id><published>2009-06-11T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:49:21.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~BANG~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oday, Elvis took Patrick's key..so he cant go out..i got a call from him..then i rush back home to let him out...give him my keys..then after that in class..he give it back to me....i sat behind Dorcas..then..i ask if someone's sitting beside her or not..then she say no..but she want to reserve it for Terry...XD....im jealous....so..watever lor...after malaysian studies...went to Ming Tian with Dorcas, Terry, Leon....when we are almost leaving...i stand up and hit my head on the Sign Board...for ordering the drinks...everyone looked at me....paiseh...but..im okay la...then now..swelling up liao...haha....today...Dorcas was tired...she didnt sleep at all last night....her eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;are in pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and walk also abit not stable....then..i ask her..." can walk ma?" then she angry me lor...she said," God give me leg so i can walk"...then i straightaway speechless and sad...i just worried about her ba....and got this kind of reply. Haizzz....what to do? emo also no use....&lt;/span&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/1097378249035454432-3094464358926100087?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3094464358926100087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3094464358926100087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3094464358926100087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3094464358926100087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/06/bang.html' title='~BANG~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3594168385134499918</id><published>2009-06-09T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T03:52:38.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~huh?!~</title><content type='html'>Today..go to class..then..change class again...then change again..cuz' the air con not working properly...it's too hot...and..went inside...then dorcas sat beside me...then william choose our design packaging...dorcas was making something using string...after finished art class at J4...dorcas, terry, shaz, leon and me go sunway pyramid to have lunch...by the time we finished lunch...we are late for class....then we head into the AVH ( audio visual hall) then...sit at far behind...first time sit there....feels different....haha...after almost finished class...dorcas finally complete making the string thing...she spent alot time making it....and her hands cram 2 times from making it....hmm...today was just about that....haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3594168385134499918?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3594168385134499918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3594168385134499918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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192);"&gt;Today, hmm....thinking about presentation...then i wanna do breakdance...then...ask leekee to teach me...then...i learn from him a few steps....from morning until lunch...then after eating...rest about few hours..then continue again...finally better at it..but still not so stable...so...dance more...then dance even more...then...my hand got blister...skin almost feel off...haha....then i wear patrick's glove on my blistered hand..dance some more...and then i take off the  glove before i want to go out..i try to do it again...then..."OUCHH"...hurt my blister....skin rubbed against the floor..almost come off...then..i don't want to do it...maybe later try again...but..my whole body very tired already..muscle pains, blister, exhausted etc etc..Hope tomorrow will be okay....today whole day just about that..dancing and such...haik haik...no time for homework....ok..that's all...Take Care~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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fit..haha..so..i need to be fit...oh yeah....hmm...then..stomachache again...endure it..then go to see leekee practice breakdance...at studio...its just near sunway pyramid......i just dance abit...and see leekee breaking...but..i learn new things lor...haha....but..im tired and weak already..after that straight go home...then suddenly on the way home...Dorcas call me...then she ask me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;things about her blog...someone wrote bad things about her....yesterdat i just saw that...and i'm still blurr blurr about it...hope she can settle it....hmm...today...i think something wrong with the time...its moving too fast...XD....a lil' too fast don't ya think....hmm..that's all i wanna blog for now...see got anything to update or not...haha...im too easy to jealous...even the smallest thing can make me jealous....haik haik...i also don't like that....but..i am who i am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back from pyramid again...wa...today used extremely over extreme overbudget....almost Rm100...buy the things i need..such as...shower gel, apples XD, breakfast and etc etc...Ohya...when going down the escalator...saw a couple....WAH!! so nice....the girl standing higher than her bf..then she hug him..and cuddle with him....in the open...my friends and i saw dao it...the 3 of us so envy them....i also want my special someone to treat me like that...not afraid or embarrassed to show our love...just like only the two of us in the world...haha...think too far...but..i will really love that...haha...&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/1097378249035454432-3905022704525454598?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a4e0e71d35914d2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8723845137202499097</id><published>2009-06-05T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:42:25.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sad~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Been feeling down lately...because of love....haik haik...i don't know what to do anymore....the girl i like...she with someone...but not as couple...but as best friend...and..i'm not exactly sure myself that its real or not...maybe he lie to me...today most of the time i'm with Dorcas...but...i always hurt to see Terry and her together...feels jealous....then they switch name tags to wear....and Terry wear Dorcas' hoodie...its makes me so jealous...to see them like that...haha...but i think it's okay...if they are just best friend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today, Dorcas is sick...and...it got worse in the CG lab....fever started..then she feels tired....i'm worried...then...i help her refill her water....she don't want to admit it...in the morning...still saying she's MAN....after finished class...she go back first...then my friends and I went to Sunway Pyramid...A&amp;amp;W....then suddenly...a sms from Dorcas..she say she almost bang a car...she fell asleep then luckily the car horn her....so...i more worried....I message to her a few times but..she didn't reply....then i call her...listening to her voice in the phone...my heart is aching...painfully...she sounded like no energy liao...so..i talk abit then hung up...after that..i chat with Terry...ask about Dorcas...he say she is ok....then im relieved abit lor...then he like bu shuang me....so..watever la...then...after all that...im emo again....luckily i have my friends to support me....go to their room and see some funny things...then go McD at 3am...don't know why also...they planning from yesterday...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-8723845137202499097?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8723845137202499097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8723845137202499097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8723845137202499097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8723845137202499097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad.html' title='~Sad~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1518010992553116152</id><published>2009-06-04T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:07:50.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Emo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today was saddest day since coming here..in KL....It involves the girl i like...Dorcas...and a guy name Terry....i think he like her la...not sure...haha...at first..i sit beside Dorcas..then the lecturer class started...my group and i were called up there to answer some questions....then..after i go back..i saw Terry sitting in my seat...so..i sat in his place instead...haik haik..always like that de...so..bu shuang lo...then Patrick Chang come and talk to me...he say i'm so pathetic...be more brave la...so i go and sit back there after their team got up there...when he got back...he sit on my leg...its real or joking...i'm not sure...then Dorcas come back...and Terry sitting on her seat...so she sit on the other chair...beside Terry...so..i..EMO lor...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After that..there's another thing...GC...he sat beside me...we talk..then i tell him secrets lor...and..i'm still emo that time...really sad...Dorcas ignore me...when i try to talk to her..she walk away really fast...no chance to talk to her...after Design 1 Class...we all go sunway walk walk...then have talk abit...she always think i'm angry at her..but i'm not...so...abit...xin tong..then later i talk with her about GC..then i say i told him secrets...so she angry me liao lo...she walk away so fast...i said sorry many times...but also no use...so..my emo become MORE EMO....no mood liao...so...thinking of going home..but don't want to make Dorcas misunderstand also...and my bags and stuff at Terry's car..then..they all try cheering me up...i ended up feeling better...they saw Dorcas with Terry again lor...maybe i'm just being selfish...haizzz....then we go mcd...both of them buy ice cream...then i was thinking of ice skating..haha..never done it before..then...Dorcas need to go back already...so...we all go back...Still feeling bad....its all my fault...SAD...EMO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-1518010992553116152?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-740195525144715655</id><published>2009-06-03T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:05:01.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Bittersweet Feeling~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmm..its been so long since i last update my blog..haha..hmm..college life was so-so...not good and not so bad either...but after here about one month...i feel...bittersweet feelings...haik haik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Its like...i'm happy yet i'm sad...i wanted to smile yet i wanted to cry...these feelings are so painful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here goes the story, i met someone, a very cute and friendly person, she's my friend and my classmate....so many things happened......i like her..and *SECRETS*...maybe there's nothing that I can do....since i'm such a noob....but i really like her...don't know what will happened in the future...hope the best~wish the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On the other hand, there's another story. Its about my friend...at 1st..we both are so close..then after few days..i've been contacting, messaging and calling him to ask this and that..maybe he was too annoyed and didn't want to care about me anymore...so...that morning..i saw him...then he ignore me...he walk fast fast..then ask me.." why you don't want go class?" so..i straightaway go there...at that time..i knew...i lost a valuable friend....its most probably is my fault...i should know he is a more sensitive guy..yet i still keep asking him...sorry about that....i apologize...Hope its not too late to apologize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And now, its about my beloved godsisters, its been so long since they last contact me...i'm not sure what they are doing or where they are now...maybe studying..haha...i still miss them as always..but everytime they like don't care me...i feel very bad about that...during school year..they treat me very nice...just like the big sisters that i always wanted...but...now...they changed already....i'm sad about that....maybe that's what its like to be mature...to let go somethings of the past...eventhough its something u care alot...If i have a chance..i just wanted to tell them..i miss them...hope them the best....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think that's all im gonna blog for now...sad and tired...haha...take care. YANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-740195525144715655?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/740195525144715655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=740195525144715655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/740195525144715655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/740195525144715655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet-feeling.html' title='~Bittersweet Feeling~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4603801566062800925</id><published>2009-04-21T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:20:45.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Fuck My Life~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Se2sA_MbCjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/90sKL9O_OTE/s1600-h/man+crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Se2sA_MbCjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/90sKL9O_OTE/s400/man+crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327103067212679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..i kinda hate living in this cruel world. Everytime makes mistakes, getting scolded, disappointed...unhappy, anger and rage....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Just like this morning, i was having my driving test...then i failed at the center..i drove to close and drove across the bump..then the JPJ fail me straightaway...just abit only...WTF...and i go back and got scolded by my parents..they say why i can't do it properly, not everything can have second chances...they say im not hardworking enough...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Actually..i don't know what the fuck is wrong with me and this motherfucking world...really DU LAN...maybe i just attract misfortunes and bad lucks...or did God want to punish me for the things i did in the past...if like that..maybe i can accept...how i wish everything would just be the way i expected...till forever i am unsatisfied with this world!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nowadays..i've been very down and upset...have abit happiness..but last awhile only...my heart is aching and crying...and my body is getting weaker and weaker...im sick now too...i know i cant do anything to change this fact..but...i hope everyone can achieve their happiness...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hope your wish and dreams come true~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4603801566062800925?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4603801566062800925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4603801566062800925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4603801566062800925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4603801566062800925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-my-life.html' title='~Fuck My Life~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/Se2sA_MbCjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/90sKL9O_OTE/s72-c/man+crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8167821153981605171</id><published>2009-04-15T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:59:55.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sad 'cause been forgotten~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;hmm...it's been so long...both of my jie probably forgot me already. My da jie didn't find me...maybe she busy with her boyfriend...so don't want me as a didi liao...and sha po jie...she everytime stressed and moody....study and exams...probably don't have time to talk to me or anything...or she also forgot me liao...everytime i try to chat with her in msn...she say she busy or something...so...is that it? my bonds with my two god sisters?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Hmm...only time can tell...i also not sure what to do now...better concentrate on my studies and pratise my skills on drawings...haha...but i really really miss them...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;SAD~&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/1097378249035454432-8167821153981605171?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8167821153981605171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8167821153981605171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8167821153981605171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8167821153981605171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-cause-been-forgotten.html' title='~Sad &apos;cause been forgotten~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5525799153877703152</id><published>2009-04-06T23:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:28:45.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~101 Ways To Annoy People~</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;101 Ways To Annoy People&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Sing the Batman theme incessantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 2. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sensual massage." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 3. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 6. Amuse yourself for endless hours by hooking a camcorder to your TV and then pointing it at the screen. &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 7. Speak only in a "robot" voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 8. Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 9. Start each meal by conspicuously licking all your food, and announce that this is so no one will "swipe your grub". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 10. Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 98 copies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 11. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 12. Sniffle incessantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 13. Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 14. Name your dog "Dog." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions "to keep them tuned up." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 16. Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 17. Claim that you must always wear a bicycle helmet as part of your "astronaut training." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 18. Declare your apartment an independent nation, and sue your neighbors upstairs for "violating your airspace".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 19. Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 20. Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with Lysol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 21. Practice making fax and modem noises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 22. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and "cc:" them to your boss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 23. Make beeping noises when a large person backs up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 24. Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 25. Erect an elaborate network of ropes in your backyard, and tell the neighbors you are a "spider person." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 26. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with the prophesy." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 27. Wear a special hip holster for your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; remote control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 28. Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 29. Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 30. Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the ink cartridge across the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 31. Give a play-by-play account of a persons every action in a nasal Howard Cosell voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 32. Holler random numbers while someone is counting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 33. Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 34. Drum on every available surface. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 35. Staple papers in the middle of the page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 36. Ask 1-800 operators for dates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 37. Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copyright warnings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 38. Sew anti-theft detector strips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; into peoples backpacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 39. Hide dairy products in inaccessible places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 40. Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 41. Set alarms for random times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 42. Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 43. Instead of Gallo, serve Night Train next Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 44. Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 45. Honk and wave to strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 46. Dress only in clothes colored Hunters Orange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 47. Change channels five minutes before the end of every show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 48. Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 49. Wear your pants backwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 50. Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints by the cash register. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 51. Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 52. ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 53. only type in lowercase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 54. dont use any punctuation either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 55. Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 56. Pay for your dinner with pennies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 57. Tie jingle bells to all your clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 58. Repeat everything someone says, as a question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 59. Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's roadmaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 60. Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assassination/UFO/ O.J Simpson conspiracy theories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 61. Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, its gone now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 62. Light road flares on a birthday cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 63. Wander around a restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 64. Leave tips in Bolivian currency. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 65. Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 66. At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 67. When Christmas caroling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 68. Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 69. As much as possible, skip rather than walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 70. Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 71. Pretend your computer's mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 72. Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up," and repeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 73. Drive half a block. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 74. Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 75. Ask people what gender they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 76. Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 77. Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern drawl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 78. Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 79. Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies "Sugar" or the Mr. Rogers theme song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 80. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head. like a parakeet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 81. Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 82. Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 83. Change your name to "AaJohn Aaaaasmith" for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each "a."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 84. Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 85. Chew on pens that you've borrowed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 86. Wear a LOT of cologne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 87. Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 88. Sing along at the opera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 89. Mow your lawn with scissors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 90. At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batabatabata-suhWING-batter!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 91. Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 92. Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 93. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; about "psychological profiles." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 94. Stare at static on the TV and claim you can see a "magic picture." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 95. Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 96. Never make eye contact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 97. Never break eye contact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 98. Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 99. Construct your own pretend "tricorder," and "scan" people with it, announcing the results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 100. Make appointments for the 31st of September. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 101. Invite lots of people to other people's parties.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5525799153877703152?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5525799153877703152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5525799153877703152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5525799153877703152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5525799153877703152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/04/101-ways-to-annoy-people.html' title='~101 Ways To Annoy People~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-9167804269092104900</id><published>2009-03-26T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:06:08.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~A Lamb Trapped Inside a Cage~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A lamb trapped inside a cage..eagerly to escape...but...the farmers are pointing the shotgun at the lamb everytime it tried to escape...so..the lamb just wait and wait...hoping someday it can finally be free...in this cruel yet sorrowful world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;my life is kinda like that...haha...the lamb refers to me...and the farmers refers to my parents...everytime i want to do something  i wanted...it's mostly rejected...only got a bit chance to be successful...like 10% chance...and everything i do need to get approval from them...and they mostly disagree what i suggested...and in the end...i didn't get what i want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hmm...i think that's what makes the world interesting...everything don't really go as u planned and we mostly don't get what we want....kinda sad though...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I WISH EVERYONE CAN HAVE A HAPPY LIFE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;seeing everyone happy is also my happiness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-9167804269092104900?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/9167804269092104900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=9167804269092104900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/9167804269092104900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/9167804269092104900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/03/lamb-trapped-inside-cage.html' title='~A Lamb Trapped Inside a Cage~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-6190705245361898370</id><published>2009-03-18T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:01:06.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Something about my " dad "~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm...i'm kinda fed up with his attitude...always makes me angry...ruin my happy mood...Let's start...he's thing kind of guy who blame others...eventhough its his fault...for example...the home computer got virus...then he blames the games me and my brothers are playing...wth...he's such a BLAMER....joking or not joking...it still hurt people's feelings...Other than that...he also likes to say people...for example...my fren need transport...and my dad go fetch them...then he will say..." Why not they transport you? They have so many cars at home..." or say they are rich people.....To me...it's just helping those who needed the help ba..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-6190705245361898370?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6190705245361898370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=6190705245361898370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6190705245361898370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6190705245361898370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-about-my-dad.html' title='~Something about my &quot; dad &quot;~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3317223670823864596</id><published>2009-03-12T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:29:06.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED BY EUNICE...wth! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;100 truths, tag 10 people to do the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't forget to tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last beverage → Sprite ~Freedom from Thirst~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last phone call → Mom?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last text message → ChanChan...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last song you listened to → Busta Rhymes-Woo Hah(Bounce Remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last time you cried→ the day before yesterday....hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dated someone twice → Maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Been cheated on → Who dont?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it → Does pet counted in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lost someone special→ When i lost myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;IN THE PAST MONTH HAVE YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fallen out of love → yeah...i've fallen out of it...haha...fallen quite far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Laughed until you cried → Almost, i was watching MADtv knock knock jokes....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Met someone who changed your life → Yeah, but this is a secret i cannot tell...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Found out someone was talking about you → Not sure about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;How many people on your top friends do you know in real life?→ Dunno how i should answer this...i have lots of good friends in real life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you have any pets → Not actually mine...family's...we have 3 dogs( one dog have only one eye...LOL...), and a dragonfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you want to change your name → Not really...i'm good with my name now...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What time did you wake up today → umm...approximately 5.20am ( having driving lesson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What were you doing at midnight last night → Sleeping?! or listening to my iPod nano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Name something you cannot wait for → A new cellphone? LG Q or PRADA II or any good cellphones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The last time you saw your father→ A minute ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What's one thing you wish you could change→ Change my bad habits...Of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Have you ever talked to a person named Tom → Tom Cruise? Tom and Jerry? Not Really...HAhaHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What's getting on your nerves right now → MY TERRIBLE SPM RESULT...FML!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What's your name → SimYang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Elementary/Primary School→ Sk.St.Columba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Middle/Secondary School → Smk. St.Columba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;High School → ????UNKNOWN????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hair color → Black with abit natural brown...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Long or short → Half-half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Are you a health freak → sometimes i get sick pretty easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First surgery → My mouth...when i was little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First piercing → NOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First best friend → Chai Han Kiong...my best friend...but he went to bintulu and didnt hear from him ever since...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First sport you joined → Cant recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First pet → Dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First vacation → Cant Recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CURRENTLY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eating → No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Drinking → No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Waiting → To find my lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Want kids? → Yeah...Probably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Want to get married?→ Of Course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Careers in mind? → Not Sure...somethings to do with drawing, design, manga, and games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kissed a stranger → Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Drank Wine/Beer/alcohol → RED WINE!! YEAHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lost glasses/contacts → Where did my glasses go?! Woots...i stop wearing them since Form 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ran away from home → Sometimes feels like that...but no choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Broken someone's heart → Yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Been arrested → Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cried when someone died → Currently no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yourself → Only myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Miracles → REALLY HOPE THERE IS SUCH A THING CALLED MIRACLE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love at first sight → Probably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Heaven → DUNNO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kiss on the first date→ that is if my lover want it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Angels → &gt;&gt;SECRETS&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is there one person you want to be with right now? → Yes. My beloved sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time?→ That's flowerhearted....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you believe in God? → Im a Buddhist...but not too religious...!XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TAG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. WHO?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. FML!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. Anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Who ElsE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. ThE pERsoN reaDinG tHis...&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/1097378249035454432-3317223670823864596?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3317223670823864596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3317223670823864596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3317223670823864596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3317223670823864596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-eunicewth.html' title='TAGGED BY EUNICE...wth! =)'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3257871954075631895</id><published>2009-03-10T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:02:53.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I FUCK Because I CARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes when we say I don’t give a fuck, it actually means I don’t give a damn or in Cantonese ‘Ngo mm diu chat lei’ 我不吊七你 or in Hokkien ‘Kan lu pun sui’ 干你都衰, which if being translated directly would mean the same as I don’t give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can we equate the word fuck to the word care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when we say I don’t give a fuck, it means I don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we can actually say, give a fuck = care , so when you offer a fuck to anyone that you like, it’s an act of love and it actually means that I care for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes to the Cantonese version, ngo mm diu chat lei, or Hokkien, kan lu pun sui, which actually means I don’t care in Cantonese/Hokkien. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So next time when u go out there and you like someone, spread the love baby… spread the world with love and peace, say FUCK YOU proudly as this is the best word and I mean the best word to express that you care for someone…. Say FUCK YOU¡¡on Valentines Day to show that you actually care. When you fuck, you care!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; SPREAD THE FUCK YOU word today!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THIS IS NOT MY POST...I JUST WANTED TO SHARE THIS WITH YOU..HAHA...I GOT THIS FROM WWW.CIBAILANG.COM...DO VISIT THERE...ITS BECAUSE WE LIVE IN A CIBAI WORLD...&lt;/span&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/1097378249035454432-3257871954075631895?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3257871954075631895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3257871954075631895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3257871954075631895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3257871954075631895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-fuck-because-i-care.html' title='I FUCK Because I CARE'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7332163202049826739</id><published>2009-01-15T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:19:39.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ ...it's been so long since...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Haha...it's been so long since i didn't blog...kinda bored with it actually....but now i think i will still be blogging sometimes...when i have nothing to do and want to post somethings....nowadays...i've been at my godmother's house...normally..i would use the laptop there...since it's so boring there...i would watch anime, play games, and such...there's so many anime and so little time to watch all of it....sometimes i think i watched too much anime...but WATEVER....i love it...addicted to anime...oh ya...and manga too....hmmm...i think that's all i wanna say until now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ByeZzz~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-7332163202049826739?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7332163202049826739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7332163202049826739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7332163202049826739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7332163202049826739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-so-long-since.html' title='~ ...it&apos;s been so long since...~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5017301173490371596</id><published>2008-10-18T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T07:01:08.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~NooB FaMiLy 3rd MeEtIng + BaO ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SPnsE1ZEw0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YAfmX6BvkEc/s1600-h/18102008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SPnsE1ZEw0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YAfmX6BvkEc/s400/18102008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258493607727645506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 18 October 2008, this is our noob family third meeting...haha...at WaWa's house....hmm...it was 1pm like that...i'm the first one to arrived....after that is SaSa....he bought some of snacks....then Aza....after that is BaBa....We go there is to study...but ended up playing...partying...haha....we eat there also....hmmm....after awhile...Bao said he's coming here...so...he arrived after few minutes....we chat chat chat....watch movie...online....chat some more....time pass so fast when we're having fun....haha...we take some photos together...with Bao helping us take....about 9pm...everyone have to go back already....haha....hmm...i didn't want to go back yet....WaWa is alone in the house....i'm worried about her....so...i decide to accompany here until her sister come back....but after chatting awhile...she told me to call my mum...by the time my mum arrived...her sister will be back....she said....so...i phoned my mum....then " ByeBye, take care and good night ". Today's meeting was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5017301173490371596?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5017301173490371596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5017301173490371596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5017301173490371596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5017301173490371596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/noob-family-3rd-meeting-bao.html' title='~NooB FaMiLy 3rd MeEtIng + BaO ~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SPnsE1ZEw0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YAfmX6BvkEc/s72-c/18102008%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-6628473517159384001</id><published>2008-10-10T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:04:01.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Another Love?! ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmm...since so long already...i didn't have someone i really like...haha...hmmm....it's complicated now....i like her....but...i only left 30 days like that....so...i don't know if i want to tell her or not....or maybe she knew it all along...haha...i'm not sure la...i only know that i like her....she's the kind of girl that doesn't like to lose to boys....and like to jio ppl....haha....i don't know why i like her...haha...love doesn't need a reason rite? Haha...i'm going to miss her....probably never to see her again next year....hmm...i still don't know if this is...puppy love or wat? so...let time decide for me....~TIME, I'M COUNTING ON YA! ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-6628473517159384001?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6628473517159384001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=6628473517159384001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6628473517159384001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/6628473517159384001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-love.html' title='~ Another Love?! ~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3486661235200710358</id><published>2008-10-07T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:05:18.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Sha Po jie Came Back~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sha Po jie came back on 3 October 2008....Last friday...she tell me that she reach here liao...and ask when i can out...Yesterday, 6 October 2008...we went out to parkson meet....we said we're going to meet there at 7pm...i reached there earlier...about 640pm like that....so..i go find Da jie....hmm...lucky....she's in parkson working today...sometimes she work either at parkson or boulevard....depends....haha...I chat with Da jie until Sha Po Jie came...then i gave them both candy...that cannot get from Miri...Hmm...after awhile chatting....she reach here liao...at 7pm...just on time....haha...then we walk walk chat chat....then she wan go MCC....at the uppest floor...um...the computer is just too lousy....haha...lagging like hell and can't even open the games that i wanna play...need about 5-6 minutes to sign in MSN...what the heck!...never going there again....so i give my remaining time at the MCC to Sha Po jie....cuz she want to online and chatting with her bf at KL....after that....i went to find Da jie...i'm so bored....waiting...and waiting....Da jie's work ends at 930pm....so i wait lo....haha...when it's about 924pm...i went to find Sha Po jie at the MCC...accompany her there....until the time finished....Da jie phoned her son( not real son la...haha...his name is dennis)...asking him to come to parkson...and asking him if can take me back home or not....the four of us go to some cafe...i don't know the name of the cafe...haha...we ordered drinks only....then dennis said to play snooker....Da jie, Sha Po jie and me were just beginners...so...he teach us....hmm....so fun...i kinda like it....but i'm still not very good at it....i need to go home at 1030pm like that....so...i watch they play their last match....dennis won...haha...Sha Po jie almost win though...haha.....we got into the car then took me home....i'm gonna miss them....miss them very much....time passed very fast that moment...when i'm spending time with them....but i was very happy.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3486661235200710358?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3486661235200710358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3486661235200710358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3486661235200710358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3486661235200710358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/sha-po-jie-came-back.html' title='~ Sha Po jie Came Back~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3761429788503109432</id><published>2008-10-03T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:38:14.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Happy Birthday 18th Eugene!! ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SOY8W2zMPQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BeicIkpGB84/s1600-h/strangers.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SOY8W2zMPQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BeicIkpGB84/s400/strangers.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252952378739277058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Eugene's 18th birthday...i started at 6pm...but Aaron and I were still looking for presents at that time...haha...i also saw Da Jie at Elianto....surprised me...haha...she waved at me and i waved back...and by the time we found the present...it's about 635pm...about 35 minutes late....reach at Eugene's house around 7pm....the food is almost finish...haha..no la...still have...just that everyone is finished eating....Aaron seems kinda bored there...haha...after that...Aaron and I go outside for a walk...talk about some personal things....mostly love problems..haha...Then...everyone come out...saying that they wanna go parkson watch movie....haha...we had nothing to do...so...we make a phone call...then go with them...Bao give us a ride there...haha...we arrive there...whole gang...they all went to the arcade....Aaron and I decide to walk on our own awhile....hmm...we just walk and walk..we watch the 915pm movie...." Strangers "...a thriller film....when the movie started...i was so scared...wishing my da jie and sha po jie were by my side....so scared....then after that...after awhile i mean....i'm not too scared...haha...and Eugene, Aaron, Bao....were scared....in the beginning they're not scared....but now they were....opposite..haha....they wanted to go out....and regret not to go karaoke with the rest of the guys...haha...i think it's better to finished the movie..rather than imagining the rest of the movie ending...the movie is worth watching in the beginning...but suck at the ending...haha......after that movie...Bao take Eugene, Eunice, Aaron and me...to CM cafe to find the rest of the guys....then Bao decide to send us home 1st....haha...Aaron 1st...then me...then Eugene and Eunice....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the ride...Bao~ =)&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/1097378249035454432-3761429788503109432?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3761429788503109432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3761429788503109432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3761429788503109432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3761429788503109432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-18th-eugene.html' title='~ Happy Birthday 18th Eugene!! ~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SOY8W2zMPQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BeicIkpGB84/s72-c/strangers.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-3054139894796468236</id><published>2008-09-20T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:24:30.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Thinking too much~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm...i won't delete posts like that....maybe it will just be a funny memory in the future...haha....maybe i'm just being emotional....EMO~....haha..whatever la....everyone should just be yourself....express your feelings out...don't keep it inside...to let it out feels better....but someone just may get hurt.....so..i don't really know what to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Need someone to understand me and correct me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;haha...BaKA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-3054139894796468236?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3054139894796468236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=3054139894796468236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3054139894796468236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/3054139894796468236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/09/thinking-too-much.html' title='~Thinking too much~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4015145490152223024</id><published>2008-09-20T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:21:07.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~I NEVER HAD A FATHER!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I never really had a father....my father is someone who is caring, understand my feelings, give me advice....and such....such..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...but there's someone here....since i first saw him...i never did like him....he sometimes can be good...and sometimes can be hot-tempered.....what the hell....but i'm living in his fucking house....god damned it....i still have to respect that ASSHOLE....once i got out of this house....hmph...get that fucking face of yours out of my face....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ANGERED~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;don't know since when...i started being scolded when it's not my fault....it happens too many times i lost counted....today...when having dinner....i pull out the chair....got sound when it was pulled out....then he said,"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU ALL!!"....what the hell...i got scolded for pulling the chair....i was so angry...ARGh...can't stand him liao....PTGIMMOSTMF~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe i'm just angry....or thinking too much....but i really do HATE him....i may forgive him....may talk to him....but all i did was pretend...wahh...so easy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I"M SORRY FOR BEING LIKE THIS....it's my feelings....don't know who can understand this...pressure and hatred....the feeling of being blammed for everything......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P/S : Don't worry...i won't be like this to anyone i cared for......SOWIES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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FATHER!!~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7750040442745585758</id><published>2008-09-19T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:19:51.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ My Boring School Life &amp; ME ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;HaihhXx....So Bored...at home....going to school is better than staying at home doing nothing....haha...i have study...but still very bored after that...died of boredom? haha...maybe it's possible....i have hp liao...but still...no people find me....nothing much to do....arghh...at school...have friends....can chit chat with them....enjoying my few months at the school....haiihhh....i love the cold strong winds blowing in my face....always enjoyed that....now...it's just exam exam exam....so sienn...baka...baka...baka~ everything is happening so fast....i feel as if i was just form 2...in 2D6...hanging with my best friend...Aaron....and some buddies....that was the best year in st.co....i miss those days...we would arrived at school about 12 midday....then i will call my friends to go to our spot to enjoy the wind....we would talk about alot of things..from our love problems to computer games.....hahaha...during PJ is the best subject...we would change into our PJ shirts and went to the field to play....basketball...soccer...baseball....and just running around....haha....oh ya...the teachers in my class that time...they sucks....they just go in our class then open the book and start reading....when the subject is over...the teacher will just leave....there's about 3-4 useless teacher....haha...so our grades aren't that good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;wAaaAAa~~~i really missed those days.....and now...in my present class...5L3....the worst science class...haha...happy go lucky class....haizz....i got 2nd last place in class.....i suck.....don't know what will happen if i change to the art side in the 1st place....but to think of that...i much prefer now....having to know so many friends...and my jiejies.........so i will not regret it...i'm satisfied with all these already......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hmm....my friends and noob family...all have problems...haihh....maybe it's from the stress of SPM....hearing about that exam ruins my happy-go-lucky mood...WTF...PTGIYMAPTTOSTMF....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In the class...haha...i would normally started drawing....i will feel very good to complete a piece of completed work....sometimes...mostly everytime....i will draw something half-way......that is one of my bad habits....doing things half-heartedly....haihhxx....hmm....there's also lots of bad habits from me....small gas...hot tempered....cannot take criticsm( my friends gives a bad comment about my drawings...and i feel i wan to beat them up)....haha...but i will try to be a better person....i also don't like those bad habits...hoping they would just disappear...i hate myself for being angry the most....scared that someone will get hurt....and i also hate my self for being so useless....everytime said the wrong word...ended up hurting the people i cared for.....i know no one is perfect..but i will try to be better from now on.....haih...i hope all of my friends can achieve their happiness....to see them happy...i also will feel happy......haha.....friends and families...are really important to me...as you know...i'm a guy who likes to be with people...hate the lonely feelings....hate to be alone....but if i'm left alone...nevermind...i'm already normal with that.....other than that...i also hate being completely ignored........i also hate the people who hate me....enough of the things i hate.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hmmm....i love...um....to be with my jie jie....to be with noob family....to be with my friends....and other people  i cared about....i love candy....but can't eat too much....need to take care of my teeth....i love....fashion....hairstyle....and accessories...haha...and don't forget shopping...haha...weird ha...a boy who likes shopping.....love drawing......and dancing....popping locking....breaking....love hanging out with friends.....playing LAN games together...but most of all...i love hugs....haha...warm warm hugs.....but not simply from anyone....haha....i may be childish but sometimes can also be mature....haha...depends....wuhahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;BaKa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-7750040442745585758?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7750040442745585758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7750040442745585758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7750040442745585758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7750040442745585758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-boring-school-life-me.html' title='~ My Boring School Life &amp; ME ~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7503395227636980430</id><published>2008-08-31T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:45:42.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~NooBiE faMiLy 1sT meEtiNG~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SLss8VJHvKI/AAAAAAAAADw/2mSqozbCH2k/s1600-h/22082008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SLss8VJHvKI/AAAAAAAAADw/2mSqozbCH2k/s400/22082008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240832006354877602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Our 1st meeting was on 22/8/08...at Aza's house...we all wanted to make sushi at there...we bring the ingredients and such....Sasa also bring some other ingredients to cook the noodle....We arrived there...Sasa and me....cause he follow my car...we went upstairs....and saw an "AH MU"....then i turned out to be Baba...haha..it's dark...so can't see properly...that's so humorous...then Aza said need go through the back door...we go there....still need to wait...haih haih...slow slow...then finally...we entered the house...most comfortable is Aza's room...haha...air-conditioned room...Sasa cook noodle for us 1st....it's very delicious....haha...then later we went to buy some drinks...after that we rest awhile...then it's sushi making....we make some and eat some....then we make....make...and make...we're all full already...from eating the sushi as we make it....then we have a drink..." CHEERS to noobie family 1st meeting "....Hahaha...then take some pictures...haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-7503395227636980430?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7503395227636980430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7503395227636980430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7503395227636980430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7503395227636980430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/08/noobie-family-1st-meeting.html' title='~NooBiE faMiLy 1sT meEtiNG~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SLss8VJHvKI/AAAAAAAAADw/2mSqozbCH2k/s72-c/22082008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7537895993145172448</id><published>2008-08-30T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:27:09.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Separation~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was 25 of August 2008...this day is very special to me...i went out with my da jie and sha po jie and some of their friends and some of them are my friends...Both of my jie jie wait me at boulevard KFC there...we already said to wait at there....i arrived and we walk to Michael Steamboat...we're the 1st one there...so we eat 1st...awhile later...more of their friends come...the food is very delicious...haha...my first time go there...it was about 9pm++ when we finished eating...later...i go with my da jie and sha po jie...to Canada Hill....our friend drive us there...this is also my 1st time go to Canada Hill at night time....we arrived there...the view of the city from there is just magnificient...the lights of the buildings the ships...the cold humid air..the dark starry sky...it's so wonderful to watch that lovely view with da jie and sha po jie....it's also very quiet and peaceful...i will never forget that night...haha...we take some photo together with everyone including me and my jiejies...and i got 2 hugs from sha po jie....that time i told her not to forget didi o...after awhile enjoying there...we have to go home already....it was almost 11pm...so late already...haha...i lean on da jie's shoulder in the car...warm warm shoulder...haha...almost fall asleep...hahaha....then i ask for a hug from her....she hugged me...i told her not to forget didi also...she say she wont de la...then i continue to lean on her shoulder...then reach their home...and it's time to say goodbye....wuwuwwuu....so sad...separation with my da jie and sha po jie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, sha po jie is working at KL...she says she's okay....i'm glad to hear that...and hope to hear from her soon....and da jie is working here in Miri....it's also very hard to contact her...she work early in the morning till late at night...she will be exhausted when her work finished...I feel somehow lonely and sad...but i have a noobie family to comfort me...hahaha...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;AND MY Da Jie and Sha Po Jie are IRREPLACEABLE...my feelings for them is very DEEP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~~~&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Missing my precious Da Jie and Sha Po Jie as always&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...even now&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/1097378249035454432-7537895993145172448?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7537895993145172448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7537895993145172448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7537895993145172448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7537895993145172448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/08/separation.html' title='~Separation~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8833683723164348620</id><published>2008-08-09T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:51:55.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Loneliness~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJ12vv5hhhI/AAAAAAAAADo/L6oycCfRUBE/s1600-h/lolol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJ12vv5hhhI/AAAAAAAAADo/L6oycCfRUBE/s400/lolol.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232468904758052370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; is an emotional state in which a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; experiences a powerful feeling of emptiness and isolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. Loneliness is more than the feeling of wanting company or wanting to do something with another person. Loneliness is a feeling of being cut off, disconnected and alienated from other people. The lonely person may find it difficult or even impossible to have any form of meaningful human contact. Lonely people often experience a subjective sense of inner emptiness or hollowness, with feelings of separation or isolation from the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To me, loneliness is one of my most hated feelings...when i was in primary school...i was usually lonely...and i'm quiet...so i'm hard to befriends with....but i do have some good friends...one of them is my best friend, Chai Han Kiong...when he was in primary 6...his family had to move to bintulu...so...he left Miri...i lost contact with him after i went into secondary school...he gave me his handphone number but i lost it....i still remember him until now...hahahaha...and after that time...i only have some chinese friends...there are some iban and malay friends...but they don't treat me very nice...sometimes they like...alienated me...completely ignoring me for a whole day...make fun of my name...and such...so i'm lonely at that time...hoping my best friend would come back. And in secondary school...when i was form 1...the iban and malay friends still have a habit of bullying me...sometimes they would steal my drinking bottle...still make fun of me..and other more horrible things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But everything change when i was in form 2...there's my new best friend....his name is Aaron Wong Vun Heng...we both really like to draw...and we usually go everywhere together...both of our results are not so good though...but we really had good times together...he transfered into RRSS after he finished form 2...Oh ya...he also repeated a year in form 3 to take his PMR...We still have contact each other until now...we usually go shopping together...haha...for clothes...accessories...and such...we talk about girls and such...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other than that, there's my da jie and sha po jie...last year...we had so much fun together...hahaha...i would usually go hit their head lightly...and they would hit back...haha...they are very close to me...and i don't have a real jie jie...so...they are really important to me...and i love them very much...haha...they graduated from St.co last year...now they are working and studying....But i still not sure where they are going though...i will always remember them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, it's just me and some good friends...sometimes...they would do homework together...but you know...i'm not good in studies...just good at drawing...so..normally..i ended up alone...drawing silently on my desk...waiting for someone to talk to me and accompany me...sometimes i will show my drawings to my friends...they would comment my drawing...but i can't really take criticism...but i will try to do better...hahaha....sometimes i feel i don't belong here...hope that someone will understand me better...i just don't want to be alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;KerO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-8833683723164348620?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8833683723164348620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8833683723164348620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8833683723164348620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8833683723164348620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/08/loneliness.html' title='~Loneliness~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJ12vv5hhhI/AAAAAAAAADo/L6oycCfRUBE/s72-c/lolol.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7436667356185186216</id><published>2008-08-06T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:07:59.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~My Feelings Confirmed...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Haha...finally confirmed liao....my feelings i mean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;u know...my feelings always not clear...but some are CLEAR...haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i just admire the girl...nothing more than that....hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but the dream had made me realized that i admired her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;KErO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-7436667356185186216?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1669978979829473298</id><published>2008-08-02T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:09:21.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~My Confused Feelings~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hmm....I'm also not so sure with my own feelings....maybe the " dream" is what i actually feel...but...i'm most definitely confused....the dream made me realized my feelings towards her...i don't know what to do now...the feeling is increasing...every second...every moment....everytime....but i love this feeling...i feel happy....it's been so long since i was happy....happy...a very wonderful feeling....my feelings for her is still not clear...so i need time to give me the answer...so..i'll be waiting...even if this is my true feelings...i won't let her know it...maybe i will just secretly like her....i don't want to disturb her...'cause i feel that she already have someone in mind...and it's not me...it's my friend...sometimes i feel very sad and jealous...looking at her with my friend....taking photos...chatting with him...and so on...this is a bitterweet feeling of mine...but nevermind...at least i have someone in my heart now...the feelings to be in love....so love it..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YEAH!!&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/1097378249035454432-1669978979829473298?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1669978979829473298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1669978979829473298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1669978979829473298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1669978979829473298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-true-feelings.html' title='~My Confused Feelings~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4914375192238059068</id><published>2008-08-01T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T08:32:42.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~My Dream Heart~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I had a dream...i dreamt of a girl...my friend actually...but not so close...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In my dream...i ask her...I said, "Do you like me?"...then she said "en" then laugh a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then i said," Really?"...then laugh a bit again....we are very close that time...i mean in my dream...hahaha...then i woke up liao....i don't know why i dream of her...normally...i don't have that kind of dreams....love dreams....it feels so real this time....and i'm a bit happy...hahaha...don't know why...and now...i'm a bit interested in her....and i wan to be with her...but i don't think i CAN be with her though...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know that this is only a dream...but...the feeling is increasing everytime....i'm so confused....my dream heart?! maybe i just think too much....hahaha...nevermind...at least it made me feel a bit happy....i don't know how to face her...and i also can't take my eyes off her...AND i wont MENTION who is the GIRL....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-4914375192238059068?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-9219358833245301557</id><published>2008-07-30T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:32:00.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Shinigami on the Floating Ground~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJBs19sK8NI/AAAAAAAAADY/RInYgDs1dJE/s1600-h/shinigami2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJBs19sK8NI/AAAAAAAAADY/RInYgDs1dJE/s400/shinigami2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228798841725841618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A shinigami holding his scythe and standing on the Floating Ground with strong gusts of wind~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-9219358833245301557?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/9219358833245301557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=9219358833245301557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/9219358833245301557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/9219358833245301557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/shinigami-on-floating-ground.html' title='~Shinigami on the Floating Ground~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJBs19sK8NI/AAAAAAAAADY/RInYgDs1dJE/s72-c/shinigami2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5871127589705491937</id><published>2008-07-30T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:34:09.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~NooBiE FaMiLy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJBc4-Ek7kI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tn76UBRl0Gg/s1600-h/noob+family.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJBc4-Ek7kI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tn76UBRl0Gg/s400/noob+family.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228781301181771330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haha..this is noob family...i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;noob yaya&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;noob baba&lt;/span&gt; is chan...my brother...YEAH!!...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;noob wawa&lt;/span&gt; is my ah mei...hua yuann...she started all of this...without her...we wont have this happy family...haha....then...tze shuen is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;noob aza&lt;/span&gt;....Aza is eaten on chinese new year...it is normally eaten with keropok...haha...she used to be noob zaza...but i help to change it...and now it's aza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hahaha....so damn funny....we all are&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; NOOBIES&lt;/span&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i hope we can be a happy family...caring and loving each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haha....and hope that we will remain like this forever...even if separated...someday...we will be together again....haha...no matter where we are..we will still be in the family...cause....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ARE&lt;/span&gt; FAMILY!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YEaH!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~NooB YaYa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5871127589705491937?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5871127589705491937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5871127589705491937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5871127589705491937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5871127589705491937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/noobie-family.html' title='~NooBiE FaMiLy~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SJBc4-Ek7kI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tn76UBRl0Gg/s72-c/noob+family.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-1675505707646680248</id><published>2008-07-14T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T04:30:54.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Dragonica~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3Wo95sTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XQk_npqU_gg/s1600-h/chaoszakee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3Wo95sTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XQk_npqU_gg/s400/chaoszakee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222829054959923506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3W927j2I/AAAAAAAAADA/8b9IqDp81iA/s1600-h/Combo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3W927j2I/AAAAAAAAADA/8b9IqDp81iA/s400/Combo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222829060567830370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3W4KOFMI/AAAAAAAAADI/l6TUrKjCpQk/s1600-h/dragonica.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3W4KOFMI/AAAAAAAAADI/l6TUrKjCpQk/s400/dragonica.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222829059038123202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Screenshot_I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Screenshot_I.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Screenshot_III.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Screenshot_III.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dragonica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; is a 3D fantasy, action-oriented, side scrolling MMORPG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; developed by Barunson Interactive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="thumb tright"&gt; &lt;div class="thumbinner" style="width: 182px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:World_Map_IAH.jpg" class="image" title="The World Map, taking the shape of a dragon."&gt;&lt;img alt="The World Map, taking the shape of a dragon." src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/6/66/World_Map_IAH.jpg/180px-World_Map_IAH.jpg" class="thumbimage" width="180" border="0" height="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt; &lt;div class="magnify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:World_Map_IAH.jpg" class="internal" title="Enlarge"&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.wikipedia.org/skins-1.5/common/images/magnify-clip.png" alt="" width="15" height="11" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; The World Map, taking the shape of a dragon.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The great war between gods and demons separated all living creatures into two opposing camps; one on the side of Light and one on that of Darkness. During the Great Dragon War that took place 50 years prior to the beginning of the game, the dragons themselves were also separated into two sides; one led by the Lord of all Dragons, the other by the Dark Lord, Elga, whose heart and mind had been twisted by the evil Enchantress, Paris.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As the ruler of all Dark Dragons, Elga believed in the divine right of the Stronger to hold dominion over the Weaker. Guided by his cruel cause to wrest power from the hands of "foolish" humans, he is intent on controlling all through the use of sheer power.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;According to a Treaty created after the War of the Divinities (between the gods and demons), the Dark Forces will be handed dominion over half the world if Elga's forces manage a successful invasion. With the dragons unwilling to allow Elga such control over their world, they've finally devoted their forces and combined them with the force of Light, preparing for the inevitable battle against the Dark Lord's minions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Our story begins now as the Dark Forces have taken just over a full third of the world. Your task, by agreement with the Dragon Lord himself, is to train and develop your skills as one of the foremost warriors in the lands, in hopes of defeating Elga and the Dragonoids.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As a member of the Dragonian Fellowship, you will be forging alliances with other adventurers, helping with quests and tasks as you explore the various lands, and shaping the future of Dragonica itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There are four classes to choose. They are Warrior, Magician, Thief and Archer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Warrior seek strength only for themselves. They may seem to be mindless daredevils due to their strong lust for power, but they are gifted with a strong body and a sharp combat sense, making them worthy opponents and brave adventurers who know how to make good use of their talents and gear. If their world was in danger, Warriors would willingly throw themselves into the bloodshed to save it. They are fully prepared for the journey, to prove their strength to the world. With their extraordinary melee talents in both attack and defense, they make themselves the ideal vanguard in any battle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Magician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It’s a long, intense, and difficult path to study sorcery, isolated from the rest of the world. Magician, however, love their magic more than anything else, and thus, can overcome any hardships they might encounter in the mystical magic towers. Even though they are mere apprentice magicians, they have more wisdom and reasoning than anyone in the world. They enter their magic towers to study sorcery to establish new principles and laws in the realm of magic. However, the recent crisis that's befallen their world wields a higher calling and didn’t let them focus on their studies. Realizing that they had to resolve the current emergency in order to peacefully finish their study, they didn’t hesitate to barge into the war with the knowledge that there’s a solid difference between the lessons of textbooks and teachers and those of the battlefield.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Archer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Long-range, projectile weapons, which require much preparation time, have been said to be the greatest and most complicated weapons in all of time. Among said long-range weapons, the bow stands out as being especially notorious, as it’s often one of the hardest weapon to master. Archer are those that have struggled and practiced with bows to truly master them. It’s incredible to see that archers are not only efficient and deadly in long-range battles, but are also formidable at close quarters. With their proficient, swift hit-and run strikes, they heckle their enemies with guerrilla tactics, giving their allies time to prepare and strike. As danger loomed over their continent, they grabbed their bows to fight in the war and save their world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Thieves used to wander around the dark alleyways of cities and towns, loving what they did. However, the current calamity of the world wouldn’t let them continue with their comfortable lifestyles. They realized that they’d have to come forth from the shadows to resolve what faced their world. The Thieves formed an organization under the anonymous name of “Guild.” It began to prove itself as an incredibly helpful information provider. Thieves are so used to ambushing and sneakily attacking their prey that they’ve been rumored to have never before fought a straight, fair battle. With their unmatched urban battle styles, they are the master of the city landscape, using the architecture and buildings so well that few could capture them in any city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-1675505707646680248?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1675505707646680248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=1675505707646680248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1675505707646680248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/1675505707646680248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/dragonica.html' title='~Dragonica~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs3Wo95sTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XQk_npqU_gg/s72-c/chaoszakee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-5169021907882412985</id><published>2008-07-14T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T04:31:56.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~LaTale~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs1hk3I4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/c3jEy_SjKbU/s1600-h/game2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs1hk3I4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/c3jEy_SjKbU/s400/game2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222827043813122178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs1hiQJtMI/AAAAAAAAACY/ADPSDJ7Jn9g/s1600-h/Latale1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs1hiQJtMI/AAAAAAAAACY/ADPSDJ7Jn9g/s400/Latale1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222827043112727746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LaTale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a 2D side-scrolling game developed by Actoz Soft. Gamers take the role of adventurers in a mythological fantasy world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warriors&lt;/b&gt; wield swords, spears, daggers or knuckles. Although they lack defensive capabilities, Warriors excel at dealing high amounts of physical damage in the frontlines. At level 80, they can advance into Warlords or Bladers. Warlords are able to wield large swords, called greatswords, or spears and specialize in brute force. Bladers wield dual swords, and focus on increased attack speed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Knights&lt;/b&gt; wield either a sword or mace in one hand, and a shield in the other. Their exceptionally high physical and magical defenses allow Knights to withstand large amounts of damage. At level 80 they can advance into Temple Knights or Guardians. Temple Knights wield the same weapons are regular Knights, but receive a substantial increase in defense. Guardians only wield knuckles. For that reason, their attacks are martial-arts based.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mages&lt;/b&gt; wield staves, knives, and knuckles. They mainly deal area-of-effect damage by using their magic, which is divided into four elements: fire, water, earth, and wind. Mages are great for damage and support at a distance. At level 80, they can advance into Sorcerers or Artists. Sorcerers wield staves, daggers, and tomes. They specialize in high attack magic. Artists wield stringed instruments of many kinds, and focus on supportive magic for party members.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travelers&lt;/b&gt; wield daggers, bows, crossbows, and knuckles. Most Travelers deal damage from a distance. They lack the damage output of the other classes, but they are compensated with very high attack speed. At level 80, they can advance into Treasure Hunters or Gunslingers. Treasure Hunters wield daggers, bows, and crossbows, specializing on high critical hit rates. They possess passive skills that increase item drop rate and gold drop rate. Gunslingers are the only class able to wield guns and specialize in deadly ranged attacks that hit multiple opponents.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daggers and Knuckles are available for all non-advanced characters to wield.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-5169021907882412985?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5169021907882412985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=5169021907882412985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5169021907882412985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/5169021907882412985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/latale.html' title='~LaTale~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHs1hk3I4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/c3jEy_SjKbU/s72-c/game2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-2221527745468012781</id><published>2008-07-12T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T04:35:31.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~My New Manga, 死神 Shinigami~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHiU04PzBqI/AAAAAAAAABw/uWj31g2TOi4/s1600-h/Deathgod.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHiU04PzBqI/AAAAAAAAABw/uWj31g2TOi4/s400/Deathgod.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222087404108842658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;..yeah!! my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;...this up here is the cover of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna work hard to complete it....now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still figuring the storyline and character of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe it will be complete after 6-8 months....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so heartbroken....my 1st comic..."Sink"....was missing....maybe it's stolen...it took me about 4 months to complete it...and it just went missing like that after i borrow to my friend....he said he give me back already....but i give him back to give his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; see....then the next day it was missing....after all my effort....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before my 1st comic went missing...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; working on "Sink 2" the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;continuing&lt;/span&gt; story of the previous "Sink".....i feel so sad...no mood to draw the second one...without a story to begin with....so...i just give my friend the uncompleted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;...because he like my drawing....he always ask me to draw something for him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And now...i wan to draw another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;...hope it wont disappear again...making me sad sad again....this time....i will put more effort into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;....YEAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-2221527745468012781?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2221527745468012781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=2221527745468012781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2221527745468012781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/2221527745468012781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-manga-shinigami.html' title='~My New Manga, 死神 Shinigami~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHiU04PzBqI/AAAAAAAAABw/uWj31g2TOi4/s72-c/Deathgod.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7754651245901237073</id><published>2008-07-09T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T07:35:48.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~D.Gray-Man~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHTMAL2D_-I/AAAAAAAAABU/8r2sh1irKiE/s1600-h/Allenwalker1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHTMAL2D_-I/AAAAAAAAABU/8r2sh1irKiE/s400/Allenwalker1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221022171580858338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Set during the end of a nineteenth century on a fictional Earth, D.Gray-man mostly centers around 15-year-old Allen Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Black_Order_members#Allen_Walker" title="List of Black Order members"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, who is gifted with the ability to control a weaponized form of a divine substance from ages past, called Innocence, and becomes an Exorcist of the Black Order. This secretive organization aims to stop the plan set in motion by the Millennium Earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Earl_of_Millennium_followers#The_Millennium_Earl" title="List of Earl of Millennium followers"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; to destroy all life on Earth, thus 'cleansing' it. But the Earl has raised an army of Akuma, created by taking advantage of grief over a loved one's death, and summoned the direct descendants of Noah&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; himself, the 13-strong Noah family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Noah_Family" title="The Noah Family"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, to aid him in his second attempt. Because of the Akuma's ability to wear a human's skin, they are nearly undetectable by any human. Allen proves to be a powerful asset as his 'cursed' left eye is able to detect the Akuma. But soon, this battle nearly turns into a race to collect the 109 Innocence fragments, scattered since the Great Flood of Noah, as the search to find the most powerful Innocence, the 'Great Heart', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ensues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1097378249035454432-7754651245901237073?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7754651245901237073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7754651245901237073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7754651245901237073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7754651245901237073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/dgray-man.html' title='~D.Gray-Man~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHTMAL2D_-I/AAAAAAAAABU/8r2sh1irKiE/s72-c/Allenwalker1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-8279315090653167648</id><published>2008-07-09T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:32:00.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Shinigami~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHS9TwS-81I/AAAAAAAAABE/bX3P_VED0ZE/s1600-h/shinigami+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHS9TwS-81I/AAAAAAAAABE/bX3P_VED0ZE/s320/shinigami+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221006015108936530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~A Shinigami with his scythe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-8279315090653167648?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8279315090653167648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=8279315090653167648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8279315090653167648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/8279315090653167648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/shinigami-with-his-scythe.html' title='~Shinigami~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHS9TwS-81I/AAAAAAAAABE/bX3P_VED0ZE/s72-c/shinigami+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-4992913265363557821</id><published>2008-07-08T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:33:46.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~DIablo 3~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I've been waiting for Diablo 3 for some time now...finally it's announced....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm so happy to hear about it...and i can't wait to play....but...it is still under development....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I've been a huge fan of Diablo...the story is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amazing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The story of Diablo is based on the premise of a war between Heaven and Hell. The town of Tristram has come under attack by demons, and the player must save the town and, in effect, the world, by ridding it of the Lord of Terror. As the player delves into the underworld, some of the history behind the war between Heaven and Hell, as well as knowledge about Diablo himself, are revealed through large tomes that are found throughout the levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Diablo is the Lord of Terror and one of the Three Prime Evils of Hell, the most powerful lords of demonkind. Long before the events of the game, he was captured by a secretive order of mortal magi&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; known as the Horadrim. The Horadrim imprisoned each of the Prime Evils in a Soulstone; Diablo's red stone was buried in caverns deep beneath the town of Tristram, and as the generations passed, was forgotten. Though his imprisonment was meant to be eternal, the power of the Soulstone weakened over centuries, eventually allowing Diablo to use limited power from within the stone. He telepathically&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;turned an inhabitant of Tristram, the Archbishop Lazarus, into his pawn. In order for Diablo to actually leave the Soulstone, Diablo needed to possess a host. Through his minion Lazarus, he initially tried to gain control of King Leoric &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the local ruler, but Diablo, in his weakened state, was unable to overpower Leoric. Abandoning the idea, he caused Lazarus to kidnap King Leoric's son, Prince Albrecht. He inspired such terror in the child that the boundaries between the realms were broken and parts of Hell appeared in the mortal world, taking root in the labyrinth beneath Tristram. Diablo then chose to bide his time and wait for the opportune moment to strike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Soon afterwards King Leoric was driven to madness by the loss of his son. With Lazarus whispering in his ear, he ordered a foolhardy attack on a far stronger neighboring realm - a campaign to which Lazarus made sure to send all of the King's most loyal and good-hearted heroes. The campaign proved a suicide mission, and soon the King had only the lies of Lazarus for counsel. Leoric began brutally executing the subjects he once protected, suspecting everyone of the kidnapping of his son. Lazarus led groups of townsfolk into the labyrinth in supposed pursuit of the missing prince - but Lazarus's only purpose was to deliver the innocents up to death at the hands of the demons. At length, the few survivors of the army returned home, led by the noble Sir Lachdanan. Leoric immediately ordered their execution, and, seeing the King for the tortured soul he was, Lachdanan killed his King with a mercy stroke. Upon his dying breath, Leoric cursed those who were close to him that they should serve him in the underworld for all of eternity, creating the horrific undead knights of the labyrinth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shortly after, the time period of the game begins as the player's character arrives. He or she has to fight through sixteen levels to face Diablo, encountering various monsters and quests along the way. The labyrinth descends from a simple dungeon to dark caves and catacombs and finally the fiery pits of Hell. The player finds a portal to Archbishop Lazarus' lair, slays him, and fights through to Diablo. At the end of the game, the player character has killed Diablo's mortal form, and left Diablo once more with just a soulstone to inhabit. Now in hopes of retaining the Lord of Terror, the hero pierces his or her head with the soulstone, attempting to contain the Lord of Terror within his or herself. This was exactly what Diablo had planned all along, as the hero would be a much better host than the prince. Diablo 2 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diablo_II" title="Diablo II"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;later confirms that Diablo indeed possessed the hero who slew him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;In Diablo 3, the game takes place in "Sanctuary", the dark fantasy world of the Diablo series. This world was saved twenty years prior by a handful of unnamed heroes in Diablo 2 Warriors that survived the onslaught of the armies of the Burning Hells have gone mad from their ordeals, and it is up to a new generation of heroes to face the forces of evil threatening the world of Sanctuary. Players will have the opportunity to explore familiar settings such as Tristram.&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/1097378249035454432-4992913265363557821?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4992913265363557821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=4992913265363557821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4992913265363557821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/4992913265363557821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/diablo-3.html' title='~DIablo 3~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-7631895644500594042</id><published>2008-07-08T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:29:34.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>❤ My Precious Da Jie &amp; Sha Po Jie ❤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...i have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;...her name is Mary Lee...and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boh&lt;/span&gt; Ling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;They are very important to me.....the usually take care of me...last year..in form 4...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; very happy...i always find them...disturb them...haha...chat with them...when i have a problem...they will help me solve it...sometimes...when they feel moody...i did my best to cheer them up....oh ya...in form 4...we have a dance competition...it was a very tough and fun experience...we spent so much time on practising...not much time on schoolwork...hahaha...when the competition is near...we have rehearsal...it was not so good....hahaha...on the competition day...it was worst...i got nervous...then stunned for a few seconds...haha...my mind went blank....completely blank...but we manage to finish the dance...we were not disappointed...we were happy back then....it was very fun...spending time with each other...shopping for dance clothes...eating together...and many more fun things....&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This year...in form 5 now...haizz...feel so lonely but i have many friends...guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just too miss my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;....it's been like half a year already....i miss them so much...i feel like somethings are missing without them....feels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;On 3rd of July, Thursday...they came to school, they had something to do there...and to see me...of corz...haha...it was almost recess when i met them....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so happy that time....almost cried...haha...i chat with them until recess is over few minutes ago...and i forgot which teacher is coming in the class...so..i went back...it was chemistry...the teacher had lock the door...so i cant go in...but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;...i got to meet my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;...that's what matter the most...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Then, i had some bad news for me...they are going to KL very soon...leaving me...waaaa~...they will be less online...or maybe can't even online....haizz....so...after hearing that news...i felt no mood....but i made at promise with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; already...not to be moody...later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; also moody...so..i can't be sad...need to be cheerful and happy...last time...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; moody for a very long time...few months i think....but now..she's okay...normal cheerful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I miss them very much....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;...who always takes care of me...give me advice...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;...who always bully me...haha...and takes care of me....as you know...i like the feeling to be take care of......Now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still missing them as always...i care for them and love them very much^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;MwahXx&lt;/span&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-7631895644500594042?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7631895644500594042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=7631895644500594042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7631895644500594042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/7631895644500594042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-precious-da-jie-sha-po-jie.html' title='❤ My Precious Da Jie &amp; Sha Po Jie ❤'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1097378249035454432.post-177711065611259593</id><published>2008-07-05T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:15:06.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~WISHES~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHMhLrwhfJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BiDDR95DINY/s1600-h/ShootingStar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHMhLrwhfJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BiDDR95DINY/s320/ShootingStar.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220552877661060242" 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="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A wish is a hope or desire for something. In folklore, opportunities for "making a wish" or for wishes to "come true" or "be granted" are themes that are sometimes used.Some cultures have customs in which people are encouraged to "make a wish", such as blowing out the candles on a birthday cake, tossing a coin into a wishing well or fountain, or breaking the wishbone of a cooked turkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even though such wishes are not magically granted, the act of formulating a wish can be beneficial. The wisher has an opportunity to identify what they most desire of all the things in the world. Often, wishing is a time for first becoming aware of a previously-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unarticulated&lt;/span&gt; hope. Once identified, these hopes can become personal goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To me, wishes are true. I believe in them. Wishes are important to me. Many of us will use wishes for our own needs. But some people use them for evil, for example, wish that someone will die, world war III, and many more. These wishes are not meant to be granted. Other than that, i believe MIRACLE happens because of wishes. Don't get me wrong, that's just my opinion, it's not 100% sure of this things. I may be wrong or right. I also have wishes to be granted. One of my wishes is for good and pure wishes to be granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~WISHES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1097378249035454432-177711065611259593?l=wishwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/feeds/177711065611259593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1097378249035454432&amp;postID=177711065611259593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/177711065611259593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1097378249035454432/posts/default/177711065611259593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishwishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/wishes.html' title='~WISHES~'/><author><name>YANG!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11742028606500848085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SvYz71ATEvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/43yU9zFrfOE/S220/YANG!+B%26W.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_laBZskc3hZo/SHMhLrwhfJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BiDDR95DINY/s72-c/ShootingStar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
