<?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-5806500958493341645</id><updated>2012-01-26T07:32:33.041-08:00</updated><category term='swear'/><category term='mould'/><category term='istana kondo kuah'/><category term='sad'/><category term='cheater'/><category term='langkawi trip'/><category term='traitor'/><category term='gut'/><category term='dangerous'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='langkawi'/><category term='st antony prayer'/><category term='THESDAVE SINGH'/><category term='kota kinabalu'/><category term='make up'/><category term='wallet'/><category term='family'/><category term='plastic surgery'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='asshole'/><category term='diamonds'/><category term='irresponsible'/><category term='conman'/><category term='istana condo bad management'/><category term='friends'/><category term='liar'/><category term='Dave betrayal'/><category term='miracle'/><category term='car rental'/><category term='exams'/><category term='God'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='rants'/><category term='lost items'/><category term='happy'/><category term='wonderful'/><category term='praying'/><category term='stole'/><category term='angry'/><category term='real friends'/><category term='faggot'/><category term='emo-ness'/><category term='Life'/><category term='losing'/><category term='tags'/><category term='people'/><category term='faizal mohammad arrifin'/><category term='direction'/><category term='unhappy'/><category term='failure'/><category term='found'/><category term='love'/><category term='maids'/><category term='don&apos;t trust'/><category term='thief'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Me. You. And the dancefloor.</title><subtitle type='html'>"At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all you need is one." ~Peyton, One Tree Hill</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-5765388194032547787</id><published>2011-11-03T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:20:48.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1825 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03GYgkU4OY0/TrK_P_omC3I/AAAAAAAAASA/EH2jckQ6IqI/s1600/IMAGE%2528439%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03GYgkU4OY0/TrK_P_omC3I/AAAAAAAAASA/EH2jckQ6IqI/s320/IMAGE%2528439%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670805162313517938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and still counting...&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it all happened just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It's so surreal yet so vivid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-5765388194032547787?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5765388194032547787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=5765388194032547787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5765388194032547787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5765388194032547787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/1825-days.html' title='1825 days'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03GYgkU4OY0/TrK_P_omC3I/AAAAAAAAASA/EH2jckQ6IqI/s72-c/IMAGE%2528439%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-3035015854516368567</id><published>2011-10-05T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:57:44.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckyou...</title><content type='html'>why do i even care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-3035015854516368567?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3035015854516368567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=3035015854516368567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3035015854516368567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3035015854516368567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuckyou.html' title='Fuckyou...'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-3829902060860376551</id><published>2011-09-28T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T12:42:05.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>will I ever find you?</title><content type='html'>"I'm so confused... And I don't know what's going on between us. I just don't know whether I mean anything to you or not? Do you know...you are such an asshole? At first, I wouldn't have thought of even liking you. You are definitely not my eye candy..but I just don't know why do i eventually like you...i was that type of person who would ask my friends to move on and just screw that guy if he isn't worth it..and also..it's not even worth to cry for a guy..and now... I can't believe.. this is happening to me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do mean something to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry....i'm really sorry.... I really am....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's alright....don't cry....please don't cry...tomorrow you might see a pimple on your cheek...my hands are not exactly clean...and maybe on your nose too..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you....&lt;br /&gt;Stop shutting me out. &lt;br /&gt;Just let me into your world. &lt;br /&gt;And everything's gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you. This... i promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think... I've fallen for you, the biggest asshole &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;a romeo heartbreaker.&lt;br /&gt;25th September 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-3829902060860376551?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3829902060860376551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=3829902060860376551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3829902060860376551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3829902060860376551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/will-i-ever-find-you.html' title='will I ever find you?'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-2588657294266116436</id><published>2011-09-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:46:19.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewing my oath.</title><content type='html'>The Hippocratic Oath&lt;br /&gt;(Modern Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR in the presence of the Almighty and before my family, my teachers and my peers that according to my ability and judgment I will keep this Oath and Stipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO RECKON all who have taught me this art equally dear to me as my parents and in the same spirit and dedication to impart a knowledge of the art of medicine to others. I will continue with diligence to keep abreast of advances in medicine. I will treat without exception all who seek my ministrations, so long as the treatment of others is not compromised thereby, and I will seek the counsel of particularly skilled physicians where indicated for the benefit of my patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL FOLLOW that method of treatment which according to my ability and judgment, I consider for the benefit of my patient and abstain from whatever is harmful or mischievous. I will neither prescribe nor administer a lethal dose of medicine to any patient even if asked nor counsel any such thing nor perform the utmost respect for every human life from fertilization to natural death and reject abortion that deliberately takes a unique human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH PURITY, HOLINESS AND BENEFICENCE I will pass my life and practice my art. Except for the prudent correction of an imminent danger, I will neither treat any patient nor carry out any research on any human being without the valid informed consent of the subject or the appropriate legal protector thereof, understanding that research must have as its purpose the furtherance of the health of that individual. Into whatever patient setting I enter, I will go for the benefit of the sick and will abstain from every voluntary act of mischief or corruption and further from the seduction of any patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IN CONNECTION with my professional practice or not in connection with it I may see or hear in the lives of my patients which ought not be spoken abroad, I will not divulge, reckoning that all such should be kept secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHILE I CONTINUE to keep this Oath unviolated may it be granted to me to enjoy life and the practice of the art and science of medicine with the blessing of the Almighty and respected by my peers and society, but should I trespass and violate this Oath, may the reverse by my lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-2588657294266116436?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-3065700252672581631</id><published>2011-09-15T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:49:33.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spark</title><content type='html'>trying to find that spark that can ignite me once again.&lt;br /&gt;And make me feel like i'm living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-3065700252672581631?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3065700252672581631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=3065700252672581631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3065700252672581631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3065700252672581631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/spark.html' title='spark'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-6638799661709769220</id><published>2011-09-15T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:33:15.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I may laugh, I may smile, I may seem to joke around...&lt;br /&gt;Lying down deep within,&lt;br /&gt;undeniably,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-6638799661709769220?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6638799661709769220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=6638799661709769220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6638799661709769220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6638799661709769220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-9174066354088203322</id><published>2011-09-13T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:25:46.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like a kite.</title><content type='html'>I wonder how does it feel like a kite?&lt;br /&gt;Being pulled back each time when you try to fly higher.&lt;br /&gt;But once you fall, you'll be flew up again.&lt;br /&gt;The excitement goes up each time you fly higher... you're soaring, you're flying..and the kite flyer's happy.&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of adrenaline, when you're so high up..you're being pulled back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the wind died, you fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i fall, i get more holes. &lt;br /&gt;And In the end, i don't think i can fly anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-9174066354088203322?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/9174066354088203322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=9174066354088203322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/9174066354088203322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/9174066354088203322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't read you...and i don't seem to understand you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...my heart hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-5168256189635088618?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5168256189635088618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=5168256189635088618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5168256189635088618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5168256189635088618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/trying-to-figure-you-out.html' title='trying to figure you out.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-7762588519777165862</id><published>2011-07-14T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:08:41.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best in me</title><content type='html'>A boy band once sang...&lt;br /&gt;"Cause you bring out the best in me,&lt;br /&gt;Like no one else can do,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm by your side,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I'm around you, why do i feel otherwise and yet the feeling is there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-7762588519777165862?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7762588519777165862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=7762588519777165862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/7762588519777165862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/7762588519777165862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-in-me.html' title='Best in me'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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paths crossed,&lt;br /&gt;Fate it sure an evil thing,&lt;br /&gt;And made me feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i hide it in my box;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just let it out,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of getting hurt and rejected,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of all the disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear,&lt;br /&gt;Of what you want,&lt;br /&gt;And it made me think,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold,&lt;br /&gt;Hot and,&lt;br /&gt;Mean,&lt;br /&gt;But why you are still so addictive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-3753107819189282407?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3753107819189282407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-1701588962923376667</id><published>2011-05-12T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:39:49.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecture notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low quality image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='considerate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examinations'/><title type='text'>PET PEEVES</title><content type='html'>What are your pet peeves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pet peeve&lt;br /&gt;A pet peeve (or pet hate) is a minor annoyance that an individual identifies as particularly annoying to him or her, to a greater degree than others may find it.&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.thefreedictionary.com/pet+peeve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered alot of things that annoy me during the past few days when I've actually read my notes for "EOS"... yes that little pink countdown beside..is for "D-DAY".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've discovered that I am particularly annoyed with lecturers who:&lt;br /&gt;a) Uses COMIC SANS MS in lecture notes. It's darn annoying. It's cute in a powerpoint presentation for kids party but not in lecture notes. The roundy-ness and fat-ness of that font is intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Wastes too much space. (Our format of presentation is usually in Microsoft Powerpoint format). What I meant by wasting too much space is NOT using extra large fonts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting a small patch of "text box" in the middle of the page with a font size of 16 or 20. Like omg. It's like an island surrounded by sea and it's amount to sink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)do not give us the powerpoint presentation format to download.&lt;br /&gt;-instead some of them choose to give us the pdf. format which is VERY VERY annoying because we poor students are unable to edit to our own likings and they have FORCED us to print out what was "designed" by them.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, a page with 6 friggin small slides!!! Empty spaces everywhere!! Hello! Please save the trees as well instead of just humans?&lt;br /&gt;And again, slides with "background". Like leaves, sun, apples, templated backgrounds. Yes, it looks nice, but it's an EYE SORE to keep looking at it for the next 40 slides. It's very frustrating to read notes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)uses LOW quality image. I don't mind if it was distorted because it was scanned rather "creatively". But please, upload CLEAR images. It defeats the purpose to show that picture. E.G. If i have two person who have the same skin but different features on the face, I would have thought they were the same person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I am very annoyed with people who SCRIBBLE(conteng) the library books. There's a reason why it's in the library and not YOUR BOOKSHELF. It is meant to BE SHARED, which means you do not have the rights to draw at the property of the library. UNLESS, the book was wrong! Highlighting the book is not as bad as "circling" the answer for the exercise books. There are some people in the world like me who cannot afford every single book. So please, be considerate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie...sorry I think i'm complaining to much. I should be studying. :P&lt;br /&gt;So now, if you are reading this, what are your pet peeves?&lt;br /&gt;Do share and write in the comment below.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-1701588962923376667?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1701588962923376667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=1701588962923376667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/1701588962923376667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/1701588962923376667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/pet-peeves.html' title='PET PEEVES'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-7022372770985121041</id><published>2011-05-06T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:36:41.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plastic surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>To be or not to be?</title><content type='html'>Exam is on the 16th of May and I am now rambling about appearances.&lt;br /&gt;The world has never been fair at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Some people were born with a silver spoon in their mouth and some were born at the dingiest alley filled with cockroaches and rats. Ant there's some people like me, who's fortunate and blessed enough to be born in a typical average family with food laid on the table during mealtimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what relevance does my blog title have with what I have just written? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was visiting blogs of food bloggers, one of them actually talked about Dawn Yang and Xiaxue. What intrigues me more is that... he actually print screened an entry that was written by xiaxue bashing about Dawn Yang's plasticized face and intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting to read and so, I went and do a little bit more research of Dawn Yang's website...and some of the before and after pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes i was stalking. :( I have stopped my fb activities since it's nearing exams. But i need a place to rant!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first glance, Dawn is indeed pretty. She looks like a mixture of dutch and asian heritage. With her big eyes, her perfectly pointy nose, high cheekbones, luscious lips and a small pointy chin. She sounded almost "ethereal" to me. But there is a price to pay for the beauty that she is having. And I'm not only referring to her, many celebrities and people have their fair share on being under the knife. Eye-enlargement, cheek-fillers, nose job, mouth filler to make it fuller and the oh-so-famous BOTOX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, with a beautiful face, you will get special treatment. If you're a girl, a guy waiter would automatically refill your water, attend to your every little needs. &lt;br /&gt;If you're going to a club, you will be granted the VIP access whereas "normal looking" girls would have to queue to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to get a special treatment based on your looks or genuine treatment from a person with a heart? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you're married and your children does not hold any resemblance to you? Would you wake up every morning,feeling happy or would you be shocked/horrified to see another person in the mirror staring back at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to be pretty. I want to have big round eyes, sharp nose, a more oval face, a slimmer body. But right now, I'm contented by being just me. I may not have big round sparkly eyes, perfectly sculpted nose, a nice pointy chin and a figure to die for. But I have amazing friends. :) Friends who have been with me through thick and thin. Friends who wouldn't judge how I dressed like. Friends who are being sincere to me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But oh well,at the end of the day, it's always nice to dress up during special occasions and get that "cinderella" feeling once in a while. After all, it's not that bad getting "special treatments" and "compliments" once in a while, rite? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: i'm not dissing anyone who wears make up or have undergone a plastic surgery. It's a democratic world. :) Oh yes, and also people who are born with defects, e.g. cleft lip...you are of course entitled to your rights for plastic surgery. Therefore, plastic surgery ain't that bad after all and people should just stop judging.&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, just be comfortable for who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And quote from Bruno Mars,&lt;br /&gt;"You're amazing, just the way you are." :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-7022372770985121041?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7022372770985121041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=7022372770985121041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/7022372770985121041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/7022372770985121041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be or not to be?'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-214479645439805705</id><published>2011-04-25T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:41:05.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm missing you</title><content type='html'>I'm running out of coffee as exam's period is near...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring at the different packets of coffee at the "beverage aisle" and reading through each label. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Super - rich and creamy"..."Old town hazelnut white coffee.." "Tongkat ali and ginseng coffee" ... "Cafe latte".."Mochaccino"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, i thought of the exams where i have to rely on coffee to keep me awake. And my "PMR" examination...where I would stay awake and study my ass off for Sejarah(history). And I need not worry about my coffee supply...because I know my dad will always buy me coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That RM15 coffee that he will buy near his office... That thick and creamy and smells so good coffee... The hope he has for me to study hard... Each time when I need coffee, he would always get it for me. The coffee that tasted so good because you have bought it for me..daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you, dad. I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-214479645439805705?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/214479645439805705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=214479645439805705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/214479645439805705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/214479645439805705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-missing-you.html' title='I&apos;m missing you'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-3933863992303199404</id><published>2010-12-31T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:52:37.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1704168958582" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1704168958582" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-3933863992303199404?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3933863992303199404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=3933863992303199404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3933863992303199404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3933863992303199404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-5397893054093294284</id><published>2010-08-14T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T08:59:11.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kota kinabalu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Local?</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. It's been a long time since my last entry. Perhaps about 3 months? :)&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to my avid readers (if i have any) that my long hiatus is due to well... several good reasons. :) For those who didn't know what I was doing during my long absence, I was back in KK, Sabah. My small lil humble hometown. I've never felt so attached to a place before and going back there made me remember alot of stuffs. Mostly happy stuffs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even achieved one of my lifetime goals which is to climb Mount Kinabalu! So the 3 Loh sisters actually made it to the peak huh? :) I was abit worried because of my physique...which doesnt really seem to be like my sisters...who were both athletes... i think i'm the nerd amongst them? Well, I made it with God's abundant grace! And also am glad I didnt stumble upon any uninvited guests as I was travelling or (rather hopping down) from Laban Rata to Timpohon alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I'm also accepted into IMU for their local programme. At first, I wasn't really keen on doing so. After seeing so many of you(my friends), going abroad to study. I really wished I could too. Going back to KK had made me realised alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to God. Importance of family. My true friends. Communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so crucial. The 1 and a half month was really fast. Despite not doing anything on some days, I thank God for each beautiful day that He had given me to comtemplate upon. Despite of having cloudy and rainy days, I thank God for the refreshing water splattered on the soil... showering the little flowers that are about to grow and bloom. I thank God for the nice scent of fresh grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK made me humbler. I went to the Lifeline Camp in Bundu Tuhan with half of them going to local universities and finishing their degrees locally. That humbleness made me realised that, what is important is your education. Despite not being able to see Big Bens, Kangaroos, beautifully engraved cities.. they seem to appreciate what they have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning from them, I know the quality might differ between local and overseas, but if I were to be serious in studying... what big difference does it make? I would still end up getting my degree. :) And getting the same job. Sigh, but the grass on the other side always appear to be greener. Well, I won't stop applying for twinning, but, I won't be defeated if by the end of the day, I were to be given local programme. I thank God that my mom who's the sole breadwinner of the family actually supported every decision I've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I cannot believe I am pursuing medic because it felt like a dream to me. I've never liked the ideas of zombies, cadavers, alone in hospital at night, on call duties, gloomy fluorescent toilets, all these ideas freak me! But i guess, somehow, God kinda steered me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As reluctant as the reluctant saint, it never occured to me I wanted to be a doctor eventhough they looked cool on TV dramas.Mingling people's lives isn't really my forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think I'm ready to face it. I'm ready to grow up. Face the big picture. Be a doctor. :) I know this isn't gonna be easy. I'm worried of memorising things. Screwing things up. But i believe,.. "I can do all things through Christ!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with you all behind my back... Life seems brighter~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-5397893054093294284?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5397893054093294284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=5397893054093294284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5397893054093294284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5397893054093294284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/08/local.html' title='Local?'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-1443592437003486668</id><published>2010-05-12T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:49:37.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O.J.</title><content type='html'>Me: Hi Sir! What can i get for you today?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Do you have O.J.? Give me an O.J. please?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahaha.. O.J. Simpsons? Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Guy: .......?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *syok sendirii* Actually it's not O.J...It's S.O.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: ....? You dont have it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's called Seriously Orange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. soo lame kan!!! I cant believe i'm so lame....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-1443592437003486668?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1443592437003486668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=1443592437003486668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/1443592437003486668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/1443592437003486668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/05/oj.html' title='O.J.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-6403002632900793634</id><published>2010-05-05T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T10:30:48.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left out?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i kinda feel alienated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-6403002632900793634?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6403002632900793634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=6403002632900793634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6403002632900793634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6403002632900793634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/05/left-out.html' title='Left out?'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-2813154325608333412</id><published>2010-04-30T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:29:28.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='direction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I'm driven :)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you all been? I'm still alive after working at starbucks for about.. 2 months? And guess what! Surprisingly the sewage tank (grease trap) wasnt that bad after all! Instead of scooping the water out, i used the "siphon" method to actually get the water out of the tank. So it was obviously much faster and much more "neat" as compare to scooping the water out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i seem to develop some rash after working in starbucks because i had to be in contact with detergents - dishwashing, sanitizer, all the time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have been aimlessly being occupied with something for the past 5 months since my a-levels and I've come to a conclusion of what I want to be in future. :) Many times, I have asked my friends' opinions about what should I do, what do I look like to them? Some of my friends were pretty straightforward, some were just plain nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, after being encouraged by my sister, and also been doing some... soul searching and asking around, I guess I have finally decided to be a doctor. Even as I am typing the word doctor now, I kinda feel scared because I don't wanna face the fact that I am going to be posted to a dungy hospital, every morning breathe in the antiseptic smell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, becoming a doctor isnt just about being glamourous. It's about being responsible for treating mankind's wellbeing. :) And thinking about that makes me feel burden because I dont wanna be accountable for something...soo... fragile. :( I guess God has His awesome plans, no matter how much i would wanna avoid it, I'm sure He would stir me back into His plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, of course, God won't help those who doesnt even help themselves. I don't expect to receive an acceptance letter without applying into a university. So I have just applied into IMU, hoping that they have received my application. Chances of me getting into IMU is slim because they are currently looking at results of ABB and above. And i got BBB. So sad ay? That's why lar! Now regret got use meh? At first don't study hard...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were given another chance to study medicine, I would grasp this chance and won't let go. And this time, I am going to make sure I have the right approach. The problem with me is that...i just can't seem to focus. I tend to forget things easily and wonder off when people start talking too much. I guess i need to have a new study method. Lol. And i know i am not those studious person who could stay up till 5am and expect to remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do pray I would get accepted into IMU guys! And also if I do..i need to start revising for my IELTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-2813154325608333412?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2813154325608333412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=2813154325608333412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2813154325608333412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2813154325608333412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-driven.html' title='I&apos;m driven :)'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-5341884953377503175</id><published>2010-03-16T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:08:24.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 1.05 am.</title><content type='html'>I feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;- salted egg, pork, beans sticky rice&lt;br /&gt;- bibimbap&lt;br /&gt;- korean pork stew&lt;br /&gt;- a fine glass of whiskey&lt;br /&gt;- Cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;- and beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stressed out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-5341884953377503175?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5341884953377503175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=5341884953377503175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5341884953377503175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5341884953377503175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-105-am.html' title='It&apos;s 1.05 am.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-8717734111362383556</id><published>2010-03-08T09:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:10:15.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day as Barista.</title><content type='html'>Well yeah, as mentioned in the title. I am hired as a Barista/Cleaner/dishwasher... My shift was from 5.30pm till closing which is roughly about 11.30pm. The day kinda passed by slowly but i managed to make some frappes today and was a pretty fast learner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started meddling with the coffee machine...and i dont find it as something very new to me since i have one small coffee machine at home. I find being a barista is fun. But having to do other things such as washing mugs, dishes, mopping floors, clearing sewage tank..wasn't fun at all. I hate washing mugs because the detergent is too strong that it starts giving me rashes around my fingers. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mopping was alright..If only they had good music to follow the beat. I remembered i was really happy mopping the floor back at zanmai since they always put on Mika's songs..or Michael Jackson's - Beat it!..and not in starbucks...all i hear was...ntg much..only when u're outside..sitting then u can hear the music..if u're at the bar..no music. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... after work in Zanmai i dont need to worry about transportation back because Carmen, my ever lovely Person In Charge would always always make sure i have someone to send me back. And it's either Eliza..or herself. And for that, i'm very touched... :) Starbucks none lor...(At the moment)..Gotta talk to Emie, the store manager....since she kinda said transportation could be provided since i stay so near. yeah.. today parking is RM9 btw...=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup..i kinda made, frappes and drinks today..The only beverage i wasnt so sure was hot drinks..cz i guess u need a certain skill to steam milk and also prepare a nice beverage.. But other than that..life is pretty okie.. not as flexi as pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break time for&lt;br /&gt;starbucks : 8 hrs, 50 mins break&lt;br /&gt;pasta zanmai : 8 hrs, 2 hrs break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness level on first day:&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks: 2.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Pasta Zanmai: 4.8/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.. too spoilt ody lar me... tomorrow's gonna be a better day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta juggle between house chores, IELTS, interview, church, going to and fro to Mont Kiara (25-30mins drive from my house) to help my sister wit something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in times like this... i really need God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-8717734111362383556?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8717734111362383556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=8717734111362383556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8717734111362383556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8717734111362383556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-first-day-as-barista.html' title='My first day as Barista.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-8834791234250227735</id><published>2010-01-03T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:54:59.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He no longer disturbs me, so guys, be rest assured! Hahah~&lt;br /&gt;- My new year resolution is the same as last year's but improvised. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I am planning to climb mount K this June with my carolling members. Wanna join?&lt;br /&gt;- Leaving KL to KK later!&lt;br /&gt;- Having PCD now.. (Post Carolling Disease)&lt;br /&gt;- Results coming out soon! Do pray for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-8834791234250227735?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8834791234250227735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=8834791234250227735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8834791234250227735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8834791234250227735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-2215698110890866466</id><published>2009-11-26T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T03:22:43.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irresponsible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='langkawi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faggot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='langkawi trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THESDAVE SINGH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istana kondo kuah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car rental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istana condo bad management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faizal mohammad arrifin'/><title type='text'>Buying a lesson with RM30</title><content type='html'>10 days after my last post, i apologised sincerely to my friends who had bear with me with all the swearing. Though i admit it's pretty mild..but i guess you guys rarely hear me swear in my blog rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning that faggot sent an sms to my mother's phone. This is what he wrote and I shall copy it exactly, every puncutation, spelling, whatsoever here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"I believe u r yvonne's mother. Plz teach ur daughter the responsibility of paying people's money. I'm refering to the langkawi trip. She still owes me rm30.I know she haven't worked in her entire life but it does not mean she have to mess around with ppl's hard work money. She wanted evidence the necessay ppl have send her the docs but till now she haven't pay the money. Where is the responsibility??? And when u called about the money, u agreed to rm123"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rude, imbecile, dimwit.He sent this to MY MOTHER. Ha-ha. Dave you think my mom would scold me because of this SMS? PLEASE LARRR. My mom knows your poor character and decided not to reply you because it's just a waste of money to talk with someone so.... *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fellow readers, let me clear to you. Since telling all this to him is going to waste my credit. I shall spend no more time trying to clear myself from him since talking and explaining to an unreasonable and immature person would only aggravate the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I believe u r yvonne's mother. Plz teach ur daughter the responsibility of paying people's money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hello?! Who doesn’t have the responsibility to tell people the truth. Please ask your parents to teach you MANNERS and how to settle things PROPERLY and DECENTLY. Faggot, i am not owing you, in fact you are owing me!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm refering to the langkawi trip. She still owes me rm30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Oh really? Because whatever receipt you have provided were done secretly. You don’t even allow bakshish to be in the room with you when you are discussing about the payment with the guy. If you have NOTHING to hide, then why should you chase Bakshish out. I know everything THESDAVE SINGH A/L SUKHDEV SINGH. YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY YOU HAVE SPENT IN LANGKAWI? Ha-ha-ha. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I know she &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; worked in her entire life but it does not mean she have to mess around with ppl's hard work money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(FAGGOT, YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME VERY WELL? I &lt;strong&gt;"HAS"&lt;/strong&gt; worked since form 2. Unlike you, i worked hard and i earn money HONESTLY. I never cheat a single cent from anyone. You thought i don’t know you used the class fund, huh? You asked people to pay you RM2.50 but it was actually just RM2.20. Dude, even if it’s RM0.30 it is still cheating. RM0.30 x 27= RM8.10. Do you intend to cheat the rest of your life? I have no slightest intentions to spread rumours about you. But this is the truth. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;She wanted evidence the necessay ppl have send her the docs but till now she haven't pay the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Lol.. Necessay? What kind of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;necessary&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;evidence is asking someone who isn’t the manager to speak to me? U talked about Siva and Keong and Lyndsey. Where are they? Why is this FAIZAL suddenly popped out of nowhere? In fact, you really have bad management skills if you are so organized you should have known that whatever you have paid you ought to get a receipt, even after deposit payment you ought to get a copy of something in the form of BLACK AND WHITE to prove you have made a payment. For not being able to produce so, i have the RIGHTS to not trust you. First is your MISHANDLING in “booking” the car and secondly for the APARTMENT. This is all SO poorly managed. That guy came up with a crap saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;“As i told tisdif sir, my boss asking for 50% deposit. if not, i cannot reserving the room becos this unit tisdif sir asking biger unit. boss don let reserve if don pay 50% deposit. i check rekod and deposit paying on 11 november morning. siva sir giving my staff rm360 for 2 unit apartmen. den siva sir calling me tell me calceling 1 unit. my boss scolding me and telling deposit cannot giving back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HOW IS IT POSSIBLE FOR HIM TO MAKE PAYMENT ON 11TH NOVEMBER WHEN WE ARE HAVING EXAMS. EVEN IF IT IS DEPOSITED INTO THE ACCOUNT HE SHOULD HAVE THE TRANSACTION RECEIPT. YOU THINK, I AM SUCH A BRAINLESS KNOB? And Keong the agent NEVER said anything about paying deposit. In fact, it wasn’t just me who heard Keong said it is not necessary, Brian and Mr Bala also knew it since they talked to him. This is not even a credible statement. Not only that, there is &lt;strong&gt;no such thing&lt;/strong&gt; like paying deposit for car rental and aparment. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Where is the responsibility??? And when u called about the money, u agreed to rm123"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(hahaha. That is because i never knew you cheated my money, Thesdave. If you have not, i am more than happy and WILLING to give you the money. But if that money is being abused by you to get alcohols, i am not going to pay a single CENT to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOSER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is going to be abit messy and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the return ticket from Langkawi which cost for RM198. (This includes convenience fee charged by Air Asia if ticket purchased online and 10kg baggage fee)&lt;br /&gt;So, Dave claimed that he had paid the deposit for the Apartment (RM180) and Car rental (RM120) which total up to RM300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dividing it by 4 girls, it should be RM75. So, if he REALLY did pay, Dave should pay me RM123, which was initially told by my mom. Then, I found out that this crook DID NOT actually pay for the deposit. He wanted us to pay him so he can spend the money in Langkawi. On what? I don't know. GO FIGURE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reason, why i did not believe in him because he did not give any receipts for the payments. And he tried to make a fool out of me when i asked for receipts. He said, "You only get the receipt once you get a product". I don't blame him for being ignorant and stupid for not knowing that whatever payment you made, you are entitled to get a receipt. Explain this Thesdave, you go to the DOBI to dry clean your clothes, upon paying your deposit, you will be given a receipt and also the remaining balance to pay on ur next visit. So what is all this product and receipt? And if you have NOTHING to hide, why are you so angry when i asked you for detail calculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by right, if he did not pay for this deposit, he should not even pay me RM123. It should be RM198 which is the full payment for his air ticket. But i thought he paid for the car and not the condo, so i claimed RM45 from him. And now, he wants to claim back RM30 from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he paid RM180 for the condo, BUT WHY THE receipt which i HAVE NOT seen was quoted RM120? Why did he not let my friend to be in the room for discussion. Why my friend overheard the guy saying.. "I cannot do this.."? Why was it a LONG discussion when it is something so simple and clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all so absurd. Total bullocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the end, i got RM168 from Thesdave because i thought he PAID the deposit for the car. But when i talked to my cell group members, (who are more experienced in all this) they said deposit is not required. You only pay after using the car at the end of the day. So i lost, RM30 to this fag. To be optimistic, I have bought a lifetime lesson with RM30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, I vented it out here again. Because i think you guys should know what happened to me. Lesson learnt, never trust someone so easily. I was so naive. I guess it is a trait from my dad. :) He always lend his “friends” money but ended up not getting returned. People here are just so CUNNING. I guess, KK is still the best. People are just so honest and nice. I am not saying everyone here is bad. But it’s just, the cost of living here is very high, in order to survive, you really really need money. That is why, crime rates are high as well. I thank God, for letting me to meet &lt;strong&gt;THESDAVE&lt;/strong&gt;, because then, i would know how to becareful next time. Not to be easily fooled and because of this, I have also learnt that i have many friends out there willing to back me up no matter what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for commenting my previous post. It really encouraged me alot. Though we might be separated by miles of sea and land, we are still covered under the same blue sky. :) (So cheesy ay?? :D) I thank God for my cell group members who have celebrated with me after the exams! Petrina, Jennifer, Elizabeth, George and Vikram, you guys are just awesome! :) Eventhough i did not go for cell group meetings almost 2-3 months, you guys have been keeping me in prayers. I cannot thank you enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading this all of you! Muaks! Please tell me what do you think.. :D Leave a comment, if you care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Faggot is not a bad word is it? heh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-2215698110890866466?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2215698110890866466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=2215698110890866466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2215698110890866466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2215698110890866466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/11/buying-lesson-with-rm30.html' title='Buying a lesson with RM30'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-8981500418025660494</id><published>2009-11-17T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T04:41:38.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traitor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave betrayal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diamonds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real friends'/><title type='text'>A DEDICATION TO A WONDERFUL FRIEND</title><content type='html'>Hi...&lt;br /&gt;[before u read.. this is considered as explicit content and has words which are not suitable for aged 13 and below. I suggest you to leave or don't tell your parents. Thank you :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just noticed a fucker grew out from the moulds in the drains.. What is he doing here? Well, i think moulds are much better. Although they are inhabiting other people's space, at least there appear to be more useful and more unique than this slob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case ur wondering, we are actually going for a "class" trip together to LANGKAWI. A land of cheap booze and choczies.But due to some unforeseen circumstances, the girls and myself..cant make it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....why am i so pissed u asked? Stay tune.. for this interesting conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S : My dad has x received any call... Btw, i'm sick of dealing all this. Will pay 4 ticket. N 4 de deposit for ur cancelation, plz give RM75. Brian has settled his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: If u want my mom to call ur dad. Ya sure. No prob.. Why RM 75?? Can &lt;strong&gt;pls &lt;/strong&gt;give us a detailed calculation. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(see..i’m not starting the fight..i said.. can PLS?..that’s polite rite? And i said&lt;br /&gt;thanks!..omg.. keep reading! ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S : 180 for the condo deposit for 1 unit n 120 for the car. Total 300 divide 4 girls = RM75 each. Hav discussed with el on this. N&lt;strong&gt; stop asking&lt;/strong&gt; me for detailed calc. Everytime u'll change things, den ask me for detailed calc. I'm very free izzit??? Settle n close the topic asap... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(wtf? who so free...total jerk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: U didn't tell me wat I'm goin to pay how do i know. Pls check ur own attitude. U just told me RM 75 but not everything. I wasn't rude to u o anything dave. So why r u so irritated n agitated when i asked you to clarify. Like d air ticks i bought. I asked u guys properly with final calculation n etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;S : I'm not being rude or etc but tired of all the calc... Plz dun mind me saying but &lt;strong&gt;u're causing all the mess&lt;/strong&gt;... Starting with the time u'll wanted to change timing n etc... Nways, Put an end to this. Lets settle this asap. N is daniel coming? Plz dun force him coz if he comes, den we have 2 car out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hell yeah, im causing the mess. heh! ;9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: I didn't force him la heaven's sake. Rohan and ajay was there. They asked him to come. He was like i don't mind.. I dunno. If he doesnt then count him out. Cz u r so inorganised tat's y all this prob came out. Stop blamin each other. If u're happy. Then &lt;strong&gt;i take&lt;/strong&gt; d blame for &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHIN&lt;/strong&gt;. Happy? Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(what a &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; gentleman..letting a girl taking all the blame. sometimes i think i have a longer *ick than him..even mine's not visible at all. HAH! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S :I'm saying not to force him juz to fill up empty seats... &lt;strong&gt;I'm inorganise&lt;/strong&gt;??? I've been updating every1 on the progress. Check ur mails before accusing. Ask el... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(what a &lt;strong&gt;hilarious&lt;/strong&gt; joke...LOL! I laughed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Haha...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sending out multiple mails doesn’t mean it’s organised. If u are happy me takin d blame. Ok it’s my fault... so r u happy now? If u not sure bout dan pls confirm with him. I did not ask him to fill any seats.. If u dunno best is u jz talk to him. Thank you &lt;strong&gt;VERY MUCH...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(applause applause *Standing ovation* ended it like a woman. :D )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, FYfI, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (WAS, AM, WOULD BE) very trusted in &lt;strong&gt;handling money&lt;/strong&gt; more than u.&lt;br /&gt;If u want to compare my records, I was vice president, president, secretary, treasurer. U name it..i was it before. Not to blow my own trumpet.. but i was in fact the most organised secretary u have ever seen. I file up my stuffs properly and i give people &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING IN DETAIL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry u are such a &lt;strong&gt;slob&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't blame ur parents. I think they are &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; people. But u are the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;greatest failure.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have never had so much hatred in someone before. Not till this state. I don't usually participate in gossips, making fun and etc. But u shall be my first...u are as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;despicable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as my two face maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for showing me ur true colours in this 1 and a half years time. All this while, i was defending u, saying u are not bad at all...u have ur own reasons.. u are nice person...etc..&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW.. at this state.. u have totally ruined my trust. U know.. it's like the feeling of a dagger slashed into my gut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;goodbye Dave &lt;u&gt;FOREVER.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Have a colourful life beyond. Good luck with all the people u meet. Good luck with finding friends. May God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all my f-king friends! U know who u are! HAHAHA! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is beautiful because of you! F.. YOU! Lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okie , this is seriously not like me huh? I hope u get my sarcasm. Mwaks..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Really.. i don't swear. heh! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps- waiii... sini ada orang kena buli..orang kk mari kita hantam! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-8981500418025660494?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8981500418025660494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=8981500418025660494' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8981500418025660494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8981500418025660494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/11/dedication-to-wonderful-friend.html' title='A DEDICATION TO A WONDERFUL FRIEND'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-4671877613140304059</id><published>2009-10-31T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:32:05.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What has happened to YaFuizzz???</title><content type='html'>Anyway, after that tragedy of the maid... *shrieks*.. The blogmistress seems to have disappeared for about 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has she been doing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeng jeng jeng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398858821943001394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SuyZfoJlgTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/V8mkhKh_jig/s320/Snapshot_20091101.PNG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, exactly on that photo. She has been shutting herself from the world, Nerding with biology, Eating pages from her books and burning pages to inhale some "facts" into her brain.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, i'm not lying. You can see it with your own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressed look&lt;br /&gt;messy hair&lt;br /&gt;messy table&lt;br /&gt;biology book&lt;br /&gt;table lamp is ON&lt;br /&gt;bottle of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie fine. I've been a you-tube addict for the past week. Thanks to my sister who showed me a video on "Ris Low", former Miss Singapore world of 2009.. and ive been hooked to youtube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched happyslip, nigahiga, kevjumba and my latest subscription was bubzbeauty. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realllly like her cause she's so cute. She gives beauty tutorials, hair tutorials and make-up tutorials. Seriously, i look up to her. I wished i could be like her. =\ Mayb one day i'm gonna make a channel call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaFuizzzbeauty...or Fuizzzbeauty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm counting on.. *points finger* YES YOU! to subscribe to me and expand my kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahha.. dude it's 4.15am and i'm supposed to be eating books!&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, subscribe to those people up there because they are reallllly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( I don't know why i can't seem to paste the links here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, out of boredom. I tried video-whoring myself. I know it sounds wrong. But yesh, i was realllly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i hope you guys would enjoy.and comment! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9R9Z4vDJJF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9R9Z4vDJJF8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, love you guys! Actually i made this video out of love for you all. So you guys can listen to my voice and miss me. Eichech perasan to the maxxX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for my a-levels exam..20/10 till 20/11&lt;br /&gt;And LUCK dusts to you guys too! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-4671877613140304059?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4671877613140304059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=4671877613140304059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4671877613140304059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4671877613140304059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-has-happened-to-yafuizzz.html' title='What has happened to YaFuizzz???'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SuyZfoJlgTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/V8mkhKh_jig/s72-c/Snapshot_20091101.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-4601357026235233333</id><published>2009-10-03T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T10:40:27.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dangerous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asshole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t trust'/><title type='text'>DON'T TRUST MAIDS!</title><content type='html'>What has she stolen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Undergarments&lt;br /&gt;-Men briefs&lt;br /&gt;-Hair Gel&lt;br /&gt;-Snacks&lt;br /&gt;-My sim card&lt;br /&gt;-CASH AMOUNT TO RM4000 plus&lt;br /&gt;-Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest thing is.. we can't find anything we lost. And she owns a phone and has reloaded an amount up to rm900 for the past two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she claimed that the men briefs that she stole from the guys were HERS.&lt;br /&gt;@@...&lt;br /&gt;I can't help to have such a strong hatred towards this ass.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously sending her back to the agency is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I THINK SHE STOLE THE RM300 WHICH I LOST EARLIER ON FROM MY JEANS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!! If she would return all the cash she stole and my sim card. Then i shall consider to forgive her. I'm so angry!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-4601357026235233333?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4601357026235233333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=4601357026235233333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4601357026235233333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4601357026235233333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-trust-maids.html' title='DON&apos;T TRUST MAIDS!'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-2390132934611285203</id><published>2009-09-28T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:09:02.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st antony prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost items'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found'/><title type='text'>Do you believe in MIRACLES?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever lose something so precious?&lt;br /&gt;Something even money can't buy?&lt;br /&gt;Or even someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes it's hard for us to believe in miracles. Especiallty those near-death patients, those who lost precious items. Many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many of us, realistically would of course give up. And accept the sad truth that we just "lose" it and what we need to do now is to take precaution from that moment onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether you (yes YOU!) know about this or not. But I lost my 5 year old black nike soft wallet. =( at asia cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you precisely what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about our breaktime, 11-12. I walked to Asia Cafe and sat at table number B14. After ordering my food, i sat down with the rest of the gang. Bakshish, Thesdave and of course, Brian. So my food came, i &lt;strong&gt;TOOK&lt;/strong&gt; out my wallet and paid.&lt;br /&gt;And later on, I just grasp and hold onto it. There was this indian lady, asking for donation. But you know, being financially effluent, i can't afford donating too much all the time. So i held onto my wallet tight and gave a sympatic shook to the lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i held onto it. But i had to eat! Stupid me, never bother to put it in the bag. I had my wallet held in between my crossed legs and just ate my food greedily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we left the place and went for class. I did not feel my wallet's gone! Not until about 9.30pm at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my wallet there's&lt;br /&gt;-cash&lt;br /&gt;-cards (Atm, credit card, license)&lt;br /&gt;- and most precious of all, prayer cards, pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deeply appalled. I was so disappointed at myself for being such a klutz or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;404&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(noun an unintelligent person; MORON, DIMWIT.&lt;br /&gt;example - I wouldn't ask him, he's a 404.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sent out smses to everyone i could possibly help, Neo, Siva, Ying, Carol, Misty, since they lived nearby. And I called Shannon to ask whether he has any friends who could help me to look for my wallet at Asia Cafe. I posted messages online and posted messages in facebook. With a glimpse of hope that my wallet would be saved by someone. I sent messages to people asking for prayers, Jennifer and my buddy Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, as you can see I just lost my I/C and also quite alot of money. And to replace my I.C, it's really really expensive for me. It burns my pocket. (alot)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i disabled my credit card and they said that there is no transaction made. THANK GOD.. it's not been used somewhere at Sunway Pyramid or Pavillion. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, to block it, they would have to cancel my current credit card. And for a replacement it's another RM50.. omg... i lost my I.C, Driving license.."P" due 5th October 2009, ATM..all these need money to replace man... omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't study thinking of how broke I am. I can't study thinking about my whole stupidity and foolishness. I stayed up until about 2am....just can't sleep. kept praying praying praying praying praying........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am..and started the day with prayers. Reached college at 7am. And the scariest thing to do is... driving 15km with an EMPTY tank. and u have just 7 bucks in ur pocket. This time, i drove at the slow lane because tank almost empty... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a parking in front of Asia Cafe. Well, went down the car and went rounds and rounds around asia cafe. Asked the workers there. They don't really seem to understand what's "dompet" and "wallet" and it's not really helpful when i dont have a picture of my wallet as well. So to my utter disappointment, I just walked around looking helpless and sad. I peered into the drain like so many times...until the MPSJ guy who's clearing the drain start looking at me strangely. I looked around asia cafe but still cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..the cleaners noticed me and told their "higher ranking" friend ..jersey shirt number 40. that i lost my wallet. That guy seems passionate to find my wallet. He asked the counter (which i asked earlier on) whether they found a wallet. But the kak say "tak ada". =( soo...i went back into the car and waited for Brian. And prayed again for a good 5 minutes. Came down the car...and then walked to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way, there...i heard someone "psst-ing" at me. so i turned around and saw the asia cafe guy asked me to follow him. Feeling abit of light shining, followed him there. He asked me to wait at the table and called jersey guy no 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came and said...they "could" have find my wallet. Then i followed him to the counter and then...the kak asked for my name.. then i showed my student ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;LOH YA FUI" &lt;/strong&gt;and then they apologised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said... the wallet's stacked somewhere. Can't find. But now they found it! The no40 guy said he kept asking around and then they found it in the end! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wrapped in a plastic with a big label "LOH YA FUI" there.&lt;br /&gt;So happy!!! That i didn't know what to do and I cried. Because i can't believe GOD is so real. I really really prayed. (not till i sweat blood out but still... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while i was buying nasi lemak, i cried in front the aunty cz at first i looked at here.. but i didnt buy anything from her.. felt bad..then she and her husband consoled me and said i was lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really think so. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i cant imagine how much my mom would screw me if i tell her i lost my whole wallet. My mom is not really a person particular about my results but dude... when it's about money... omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. i prayed this prayer to St Anthony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O Holy St Anthony, gentlest of saints,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;your love for God and charity for His creatures,&lt;br /&gt;made you worthy when on earth to possess miraculous powers.&lt;br /&gt;Miracles waited on your word,&lt;br /&gt;which you were ever ready to speak for those&lt;br /&gt;in trouble or anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;Encouraged by this thought,&lt;br /&gt;I implore of you to obtain&lt;br /&gt;(state request here).&lt;br /&gt;The answer to my prayers may require a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;even so, you are the Saint of Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;O gentle and loving St Anthony,&lt;br /&gt;whose heart was ever full of human sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;whisper my petition into the ears of the Sweet Infant Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;who loved to be folded in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;and the gratiture of my heart will ever be yours.&lt;br /&gt;(followed by Our Father, Hail Mary and Glory Be)&lt;br /&gt;Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;FROM THIS LINK :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indusladies.com/forums/temples-and-deities/54663-prayer-for-lost-items.html"&gt;http://www.indusladies.com/forums/temples-and-deities/54663-prayer-for-lost-items.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for posting up a catholic prayer. It's just i'm really thankful and I can't believe I can actually find back my wallet. Because in a place like KL. Who would bother to return it right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that this is a reallly long post. So thank you for reading this. I just wanna say Thanks to God for being so awesome. If you have any lost items, pray to God earnestly and i'm sure He can find for you. God can raise the dead to life. what more just finding my measly wallet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the library now. And Brian just brought me a tin of murukkus. Haha.. he didn't know i found my wallet until he read this! :P&lt;br /&gt;And thank you everyone for your support. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AND THANK YOU &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ST ANTHONY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIa-MxjX1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/T9K5A69Yi1E/s1600-h/IMG_5638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386897760171810642" border="5" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIa-MxjX1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/T9K5A69Yi1E/s320/IMG_5638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The plastic with my name :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIa9ngFcNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CXhTMzQIxEI/s1600-h/IMG_5635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386897750166434002" border="5" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIa9ngFcNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CXhTMzQIxEI/s320/IMG_5635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIiUcu6TFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cvCtWD5z1U8/s1600-h/IMG_5634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386905838994213970" border="5" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIiUcu6TFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cvCtWD5z1U8/s320/IMG_5634.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never gonna lose you again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-2390132934611285203?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2390132934611285203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=2390132934611285203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2390132934611285203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2390132934611285203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-believe-in-miracles.html' title='Do you believe in MIRACLES?'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SsIa-MxjX1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/T9K5A69Yi1E/s72-c/IMG_5638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-8383980350543150585</id><published>2009-09-13T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T06:21:11.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH</title><content type='html'>i lost my IC last week. -cost 60 bucks for replacement..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what..!?&lt;br /&gt;I DROPPED 300 BUCKS in stupid sunway pyramid!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I NEED SOMEONE TO KILL ME WITH A DAGGER.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhhhhhhhhh................ my heart just stopped beating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-8383980350543150585?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8383980350543150585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=8383980350543150585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8383980350543150585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8383980350543150585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/09/arrrrrggggggghhhhh.html' title='ARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-8786796329614534698</id><published>2009-09-10T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:05:18.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship?</title><content type='html'>Just read through a friend's blog, she quoted.."i wonder why some couples can break so easily. didn't they feel the pain? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think there are a few possible reasons why people break up... First..the sad truth is they fall OUT of love from each other. Perhaps complications in their relationship has made them fail to cherish the love they once had before. Like when married couples learn more about each other...when responsibilities come in and they fail to commit to each other. I guess, that's when the "once" fiery passion to each other is no longer there because they have so many other things to worry about. Food, family, kids (if they have), work, friends... Bills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why...couples are so blinded with their everyday routine that they take each other for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, inability to commit to each other fully. Like the popular series of "Desparate housewives"... Nowadays, people are so easily attracted to opposite sex ..well in some cases..same sex.. Perhaps that is why long relationship RARELY lasts..Because it's very hard to commit entirely to each other when they want each other soooooo badly but they are separated by millions of miles apart. So, they choose the next best option. Look for someone who is "PHYSICALLY" there. Thanks to skype many LDR lasted but...this is only applicable to couples who have reached the "mutual understanding towards each other stage"..whereby they trust what their respective partners are doing and work on the relationship together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly...why? maybe because they had enough of each other and decided that they just don't fit each other and they are better off with someone else. Nowadays, people tend to rush into a relationship because they are attracted to the person at first sight...and claimed that this is "love at first sight" (ps- this normally happens in advertisements..like darlie... mcdonald...cornetto ice cream...) Heh..love is so profound. How can you show love to a stranger when u just met 0.1 seconds ago when u can't even love ur siblings or parents u've known through your entire life? So..after dating...they found out what is nice is just the wrapper... so... i guess...that's how ppl end up breaking up and find another. Ever heard of "trial and error"? I think, this applies to humans as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm really sorry if I'm abit harsh in this post. I guess, this just struck me.&lt;br /&gt;The pain is excruciating, it's like someone took your heart and squeezed out every blood that fills it. And give it back to you. Perhaps they kept experiencing this..that breaking up is no longer as painful as throwing mean words to each other. Saying things that they don't mean. Making a big fight out of small things. I guess they are numb as they had enough of enduring the sharp pangs piercing through their hearts each time they fight so..the best option is to end everything...once and for all. Like plucking a bad tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so..to me...sometimes breaking up...might be a good or perhaps the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; solution.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-8786796329614534698?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8786796329614534698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=8786796329614534698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8786796329614534698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/8786796329614534698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/09/relationship.html' title='Relationship?'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-2451223409925120597</id><published>2009-09-07T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:05:46.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A blue Monday.</title><content type='html'>Being in a relationship is often a happy thing. But why do i feel otherwise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-2451223409925120597?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2451223409925120597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=2451223409925120597' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2451223409925120597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2451223409925120597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/09/blue-monday.html' title='A blue Monday.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-5423550480613472631</id><published>2009-08-03T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:31:44.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crumbling Under Stress.</title><content type='html'>*BEEP BEEEP BEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain's thermometer is now at the state where it's gonna explode anytime soon. I'm so freakin stressed! So way behind homework. I've got chem test at period two. Skipped bio lab and is currently not in the library.&lt;br /&gt;I dont intend to do anything today! =( But it's like I cant seem to manage my time very well.&lt;br /&gt;Lecturers keep piling more and more homework and I dont even seem to have time to be myself! Is it me..still in lala-land? Or am I just too paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-5423550480613472631?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5423550480613472631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=5423550480613472631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5423550480613472631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/5423550480613472631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/08/crumbling-under-stress.html' title='Crumbling Under Stress.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-3845357868347599422</id><published>2009-05-15T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:58:14.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just feeling a little unwell.</title><content type='html'>I was never this sick before, not that I remember. It was always either a serious cold or cough, which will eventually heal within 3 days? What's wrong with my body? It ain't responding well to many things!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've been eating well or anything. I was NEVER sick in KK. Since form 4, I've never had a problem with fever. Even if I was under the rain, I would quickly recover from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, I was already feeling weightless. And the next day, I was feeling kinda sick. I can't seem to roll my eyes and I'm feeling sluggish the whole day. Took my temperature, it was 37 degrees. Still ok, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... went to church at 5.00, never felt so bad. I was feeling restless. Went to uncle's house, popped in 2 panadols...then started sweating like crazy. And I thought I was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I went to school. The weather was so hot! But I thought it was nothing. Studied till about 6.00. Went home, had dinner...and the next thing i know..I had those little bumps on my stomach! RASHES?? Seriously, no idea what was it. So I just ignored it and then...was feeling TERRIBLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measured my temperature..37.5 degrees. No big deal i guess.. So i slept...woke up 2 am...was feeling soooo bad...soooooooooooo bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my temperature...OMG.. 39.1?&lt;br /&gt;Woke my sister up...but she was like...take panadol larrr.... TAKE PANADOL AGAIN? What if I die of overdose?! Seriously, I HATE PANADOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i took it, went to bed...tearing...my face was swollen by the heat. It was so RED! Then, I fall asleep. And woke up 3 times, to find that I need to change clothes everytime i wake up. I was sweating like crazy again. 3 TIMES...My shirt was seriously soaked..Like u just ran 1km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now..after the fevers gone...I;m having rashes all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I was told that I had low red blood cell count. The normal range is 11.5-16.5..and mine's 9.7??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg..I seriously don't know what's going on with me. I really don't know how to stay strong at times like this. I really don't know whether I can sit for my AS or not.&lt;br /&gt;I've screwed thinking skills cause I had high fever the night before..and then my paper was on 9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope in the midst of all this, by God's grace, I can score A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, seriously, what's happening? I'm trying to stay strong but I just feel so weak. My mother's sick, my sister's away. I really don't know who I can rely on. I'm all alone in this house.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please watch after me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;What if all those pills have a side effect on me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna die now. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-3845357868347599422?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3845357868347599422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=3845357868347599422' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3845357868347599422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/3845357868347599422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-feeling-little-unwell.html' title='I&apos;m just feeling a little unwell.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-2059316636227482124</id><published>2009-04-11T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T03:05:19.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna be baptist in 4 hrs time.</title><content type='html'>I'll be baptist in 4 hrs time. Which is at 11.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;But still, i feel very restless. I feel like I'm playing with a friend's feeling. But I'm actually not. But..well, it's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;So that is why, I'm feeling very restless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my break now. 2 weeks but there's alot of catching up that i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;Other friends seem to be really busy with their preparation for exams.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad now. really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry everytime my posts are being so emo and sad.&lt;br /&gt;But i need someplace to just let it out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-2059316636227482124?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2059316636227482124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=2059316636227482124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2059316636227482124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/2059316636227482124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/04/gonna-be-baptist-in-4-hrs-time.html' title='Gonna be baptist in 4 hrs time.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-4232302756701704835</id><published>2009-03-08T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:42:57.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much...</title><content type='html'>Again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm being naive.&lt;br /&gt;Easily trusting people. Believing that fairytales do exist.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! I'm just being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my focus on! And...start thinking straight.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends! I really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-4232302756701704835?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4232302756701704835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=4232302756701704835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4232302756701704835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4232302756701704835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-much.html' title='nothing much...'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-4052613707816277378</id><published>2009-01-21T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:41:28.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Jan 2009</title><content type='html'>Once I blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Currently, I'm psych with RnB's. Especially with Chris Brown's - Superhuman... And Will.I.Am' - Heartbreaker. Ohh..and uhm Britney's song, If U seek Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, many things had happened within this short time since my last entry. And today, seems like a bad bad day for me. Lately, no idea why, i seem to have no appetite. But I HAD to eat, cz I tend to have gastric. I just felt like drinking or just well…not eating.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Elsha moved to the class that I’m in. What a coincidence! But, I guess God just wants me to feel motivated. And I guess I am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 21/44 for PHYSICS test! Barely passed! But If Elsha did not come, I guess I might get 9/44. Yes my physics was terrible. To be exact, &lt;strong&gt;ATROCIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;., well it is now..but I hope I’ll improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SXcJZzTCj4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/-Ui1Eq_ta_c/s1600-h/clock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293710225868754818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SXcJZzTCj4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/-Ui1Eq_ta_c/s320/clock.bmp" border="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u guys ever wished for time to just stop, and let u have all the fun. And then let u resume work later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a stop and play button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the horrible fact is, the clock is ticking every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn sad. Somehow 2010 doesn’t seem to be that far away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of being hardworking. Can I play hard and yet get good results? I really wonder those who played hard and get good results…were they just damn smart or did they like SERIOUSLY STUDIED ^(infinity) even when they are shitting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is just a shoulder now, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Take k ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-4052613707816277378?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4052613707816277378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=4052613707816277378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4052613707816277378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/4052613707816277378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/01/21-jan-2009.html' title='21 Jan 2009'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SXcJZzTCj4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/-Ui1Eq_ta_c/s72-c/clock.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-6665839902721012392</id><published>2009-01-04T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:22:57.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A beautiful Sunday. :)</title><content type='html'>Ahhh..today is a beautiful Sunday. I guess... I tried to play songs from my mp3 player. But i forgot to bring the cable! So can’t connect to the computer. And also, my neighbour moved away..so i can’t steal internet connection. Anyway, I’m here at home on a Sunday afternoon. So im like forced to listen to songs from my sister’s “NEW”laptop. It’s called “I Kara bara by Muso Ko”. Dude, i don’t even know what im listening man. Pretty exotic , huh? I know. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my third day in KK and I had hella blast with my friendSSSS (*note i have lots here!!! *blush*) and I had hella blast from my mom too. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I went clubbing with Dana and Hannah.. (I wanna “....” love Han-nah-nah-nah...I wanna “....” love Da-na-na-na-na) Haha. So random right? Like hannah, dana and Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i had hella fun with them. Seriously, u think both of them...like..huwaa..”Stone-stone”dunno how to dance ka...DUN BE FOOLED... Gilarr.... @@ Well, u should see for urself lar. I mean, hahaha...if u need any clubmates, u can call Hannah or Dana. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..we went Rumba...dude, as compared to Euphoria... cannot lar!! Rumba... hmm..well, I think their music was really GOOD. They had Heartbreaker, Forever and Just Dance..when we were about to leave they played “whatever you like”. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pretty much stayed in the car after that. We were waiting for Datuk Virgil and Datuk Nic to finish their movie (AUSTRALIA). But they showed up in the end, which i was pretty glad they did. We didn’t actually have the mood to club anymore. We wanted to go McD and have McFlurry bah. Then tak jadi,so we were in the car. Hahaha. We went to shen, and we went to the entrance, so we asked, do we need to get drinks to go in? They were like “ÿeah” ..Then we decided not to go in d, cz need to pay!! We don’t even feel like drinking. So tired of drinking. We had Cuba Libre, Baileys Irish Cream and Virgin Daiquiri in Rumba. Hannah did not get her Virgin Daiquiri. Sad lar... but I had enough of alcohol. I need to drive bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we stayed in the car till both of them turned up. And we went to BarSu at waterfront. Wow!! Seriously I like that place, the house music was really GOOD. Except for some lar. Well, I really enjoyed it. I met some ppl there but haha, not good bah mention here. Nanti kena sue.&lt;br /&gt;For more details, u can actually MSN me or CALL me. SMS me when I’m FREE. LIKE NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Haha...OK.LET’S SKIP TO THE MAIN EVENT!!! WOOT! (Saving the best for the last)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yarh, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! *blows the paper like thingy whistle*&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh...MY GREAT ADVENTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the 2nd of January, about 12 AM. I re-checked my flight’s time again, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brian Jason Justin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And when I saw it... it was like... 0650&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE........ “.......”&lt;br /&gt;So... i called my sis..”Thing, what time is 0650?”&lt;br /&gt;Sis : OH SHIT IT’S MORNING! OMG! HOW!!!!!????&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG!!! HOW!!!!???&lt;br /&gt;Sis: *Starts packing stuffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i told my mom about my clumsiness and she started lecturing me from inefficiency-ness to messi-ness. @@&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, well, i reached KK about 9.30 AM. I did not sleep the whole night. Was lectured “kao2” (sangat teruk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So skip that part, to the night part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial plan was to ask everyone out, and I’ll give them surprise bah! But who knows, Meli actually wanted to “gotcha” me bak. And Esther kinda knew Im bak. Pffftt... so when i told her my mom is passing her some stuffs, she was like uhm..ok... She kinda guessed I’ll be back! So, well, I drove my proton HERO to fetch her lar. Then, lol, she was like...”YEAARRRHAHHHAHAHA!!!??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then i kidnapped her from her house and we went brass monkey. I was damn punctual. Reached there at 7.30 pm. Then one by one. The ppl come. I was thinking that, mayb 10 or less will show up. But then, wow..almost around 20 something ppl turned up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me name them, ONE BY ONE. In no particular order K! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Samantha,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Esther,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Harn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Shereen&lt;/span&gt; and partner, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Timothy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Thanks bah, u give face me),&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anderson,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kamilia,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Melissa,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Melody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hannah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wifey,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ray-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mond&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ray-&lt;em&gt;yong&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ray-&lt;em&gt;lean,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Virgil,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bing Bing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Russell,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ah-Lam,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ah-Ho,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christopher,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AhBunz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HamHam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;FooFoo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Niko,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jeremiah Cra(b/p) Chan&lt;/span&gt;(19 PALING AWAL!!),&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bryan Sarat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much. I mean, if u come to see me, I’ll feel very honoured and happy. But if u come to chill, i feel happy too, cz u choose the right place bah...cz that night. Brass monkey happening place. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after tht we went Salim II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was seriously really happy for what you guys did for me, and to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meli&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wifey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for calling the peeps!! Im sorry I wasted so much of your credit. Don’t worry, what you give, you’ll get back more from above. *Angelic chorus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no place feels like home. My lame jokes were overflowing out of me.&lt;br /&gt;There’s a saying that a picture worth a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got alot. Maybe, that makes it...A MILLION WORDS? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1_GvvUyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ePP_pZtDWFk/s1600-h/n663709549_1264378_8026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287496427024372514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1_GvvUyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ePP_pZtDWFk/s400/n663709549_1264378_8026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ray-yong and I. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-7g5njI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HqcgbvsF7Os/s1600-h/n663709549_1264366_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287496424009342514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-7g5njI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HqcgbvsF7Os/s400/n663709549_1264366_4542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ah-Lam (Bear) and Ah-Ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-8pbIiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dcYyK3xnNTY/s1600-h/n663709549_1264356_1616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287496424313528866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-8pbIiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dcYyK3xnNTY/s400/n663709549_1264356_1616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wifey in the beanie! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-o60DeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MH0Si6uDDxk/s1600-h/n618988717_1141927_3914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287496419017756130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-o60DeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MH0Si6uDDxk/s400/n618988717_1141927_3914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me. Ray. Wifey. Niko!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-EqO3jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kgGmNZKm3ic/s1600-h/n663709549_1264354_1040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287496409284533810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1-EqO3jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kgGmNZKm3ic/s400/n663709549_1264354_1040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me &gt; Wifey &gt; Melo &gt; Kammy &gt; Amy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lrAm-wI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vz8t7MUM8QA/s1600-h/n618988717_1141923_2717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287494890570578690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lrAm-wI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vz8t7MUM8QA/s400/n618988717_1141923_2717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My Awesome Wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lQZSd-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4qBe0l_k7fA/s1600-h/n618988717_1141925_3316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287494883426334690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lQZSd-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4qBe0l_k7fA/s400/n618988717_1141925_3316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did I mention she IS AWESOME? &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0la32hdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vEGdKeyiqg8/s1600-h/n618988717_1141848_7225.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287494886238881234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0la32hdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vEGdKeyiqg8/s400/n618988717_1141848_7225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; AhBunnies!!! X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lJ1F68I/AAAAAAAAAHw/q9kH7u-rD1w/s1600-h/n663709549_1264342_7954.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287494881663904706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lJ1F68I/AAAAAAAAAHw/q9kH7u-rD1w/s400/n663709549_1264342_7954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I wanna "...." love Han-nah-nah-nah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lNLT7AI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RAAi2AYJvqM/s1600-h/n618988717_1141952_1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287494882562403330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD0lNLT7AI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RAAi2AYJvqM/s400/n618988717_1141952_1740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sexy Back! Woot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx7w0meKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iv4jiq7MHJI/s1600-h/n618988717_1141954_2423.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491971553065122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx7w0meKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iv4jiq7MHJI/s400/n618988717_1141954_2423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeng jeng! It's our backsides! *Grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx70sMHMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/E5F4UJkLim4/s1600-h/n663709549_1264350_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491972591525058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx70sMHMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/E5F4UJkLim4/s400/n663709549_1264350_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Wifey &gt; Han &gt; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx7v0r7kI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SaQJUkkm0xM/s1600-h/n663709549_1264355_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491971284987458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx7v0r7kI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SaQJUkkm0xM/s400/n663709549_1264355_1346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Half of the gang in Brass Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx7XpvU_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/IXU-0sYPxXU/s1600-h/n618988717_1141852_1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491964796621810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx7XpvU_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/IXU-0sYPxXU/s400/n618988717_1141852_1963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Another half of the gang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx6yk2ESI/AAAAAAAAAHA/300elPN5Yu4/s1600-h/n618988717_1141961_4790.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491954843980066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWDx6yk2ESI/AAAAAAAAAHA/300elPN5Yu4/s400/n618988717_1141961_4790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the roti tisu which i love. SALIM II. This i dig, yo! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choo (bestie) and Ray-Lean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i really missed you guys alot. Thanks for bringing out the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God Bless. Muaks~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad I started the 2nd day of this new year with u guys. Weeeee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps- sorry ba no individual pic wit some of u all. but still, ur pictures are safely embedded in my memory. dont worry! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5806500958493341645-6665839902721012392?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6665839902721012392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=6665839902721012392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6665839902721012392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6665839902721012392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-sunday.html' title='A beautiful Sunday. :)'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/SWD1_GvvUyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ePP_pZtDWFk/s72-c/n663709549_1264378_8026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-6642360842102991255</id><published>2008-12-27T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:01:25.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>A whole new world.</title><content type='html'>Nothing to do-ness! XD&lt;br /&gt;First tag. (from Ying's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Put your iTunes/any other players on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;II. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;III. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;IV. Tag 11 friends who might enjoy doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Yuna's Determination - Nobuo Uematsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Picture Perfect - Chris Brown (OINAH!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Desert Skies - Maksim (T-T WHAT DOES THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;A dancing teddy - Various Artist (Lol!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Planetarium - Otsuka Ai (Huwaaa.... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Tonight - Michael Buble :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Circus - Britney Spears (WHYYY!!! U THINK IM A CLOWN?? T-T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;The Oath - Shinko Ogato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Hear My Cry - Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Tsuki to Knife - Suga Shikao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Fall Back into Me - David Cook (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;The prelude - Nobuo Uematsu (wat the heck?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Frontier Village Dali - Nobuo Uematsu (WHY MOM ? WHY?? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Maneater - Nelly Furtado (AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Because You Live - Jesse McCartney (AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!! NOT AMAZING GRACE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;All Night - Usher (hahaahahhahaha...VAMPIRE! JENG JENG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Love Will Grow - Gaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Ikemen Boogie  - Various Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Receive the power - Guy Sebastian (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Flower - Various Artist (dude?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I am lady - Various Artist (.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss a thing - Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;A Whole New World - Disney ! (XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's tag:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;1. Wifey&lt;br /&gt;2. Amy&lt;br /&gt;3. Shereen&lt;br /&gt;4. Cyrus Siew&lt;br /&gt;5. Dana Chinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you think you're hot?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Upload your fav picture of you!&lt;br /&gt;- hahahaha..banyak bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do you like that picture?&lt;br /&gt;- because i think... i accept myself. despite the flaws. i still think God created me perfect! XD (oinahh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When was the last time you ate pizza?&lt;br /&gt;- 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;- A whole new world - disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you doing now beside this?&lt;br /&gt;- music and msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What name would you prefer besides yours?&lt;br /&gt;- Isabella? (LOL!!!) nOBah! ...i like Yvonne..Ya Fui... AhFuizzz.. Fui fui.. FUIYERS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i tag :&lt;br /&gt;1. Amy&lt;br /&gt;2. Shereen&lt;br /&gt;3. Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;4. Rachel Lean&lt;br /&gt;5. Wifey&lt;br /&gt;6. Hannah Tai&lt;br /&gt;7. Yvonne Yapp&lt;br /&gt;8. Kevin Chang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is number 1?&lt;br /&gt;- A smart and pretty girl. A good fren. :) FFK-er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Number 3 is having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;- PAMELA (DARI THAI) Whoops..sorrybah was i loud? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Say something about number 5?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm married to her! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How about number 4?&lt;br /&gt;- Tai bobo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is number 2?&lt;br /&gt;- my BKT gang. I miss her loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-6642360842102991255?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6642360842102991255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=6642360842102991255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6642360842102991255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/6642360842102991255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2008/12/whole-new-world.html' title='A whole new world.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-7738657067423089277</id><published>2008-12-21T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:35:14.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>LOVE.</title><content type='html'>I don't really understand what Love is. The warm fuzzy feeling? The unconditional acceptance from the other party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for sure, I know.&lt;br /&gt;My parents love me. My friends do. And of course, God loves me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's just one more thing left. Will I ever experience love from a guy? I'm not quite sure for now. Guys are making me scared. I seriously, don't feel secure at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute they'd say they would do ANYTHING, just anything for you. Even to the extend of picking out stars from the sky or getting the moon for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the next minute, they would just turn their back on you and go out with some other people. Either that, or they stab u behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand. Makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love? Does it even exist now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-7738657067423089277?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7738657067423089277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=7738657067423089277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/7738657067423089277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/7738657067423089277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2008/12/love.html' title='LOVE.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-806101413046123153</id><published>2008-12-13T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:46:09.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>TAGGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tagged by MY WIFEY! (mines!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What’s your ambition?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't know. i've got many dreams. But i think, i will try to live my life with no regrets. (Lol?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Who is more important to you? Friends or boy/girlfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. How often do you think of committing suicide?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaha..maybe when i was younger? Lol! not really lar. cz i don't dare. X3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no. i don't have enough confidence in my driving. :( (and many other stuffs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. How many babies you want?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it depends. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaha yes. (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaha almost end of the year d! I wanna watch fireworks with my friends and family and greet "HAPPY NEW YEAR!"..Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think the question is grammatically wrong. eternity love kah eternal love?! hrmmm....&lt;br /&gt;-HAHAHA WIFEY...yeah...i think it's eternal love too.. well. depends. but i hope (HOPE) that someday i will get to experience that.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What's a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to u? (List 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Accepts&lt;/u&gt; me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;- Makes me &lt;u&gt;laugh&lt;/u&gt; and goes &lt;u&gt;crazy&lt;/u&gt; with me&lt;br /&gt;- When it comes to serious stuffs, he will get down to business. (sigh...like when he's working he has that irresistable sexy look....!)&lt;br /&gt;- Doesn't need to be &lt;u&gt;too good looking&lt;/u&gt; but of something i can bear with. :)&lt;br /&gt;- Must be &lt;u&gt;smart&lt;/u&gt;! :]&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Loyal&lt;/u&gt;, faithful and &lt;u&gt;true&lt;/u&gt; to his words.&lt;br /&gt;- Taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Nice&lt;/u&gt; and sweet to me..and able to stand me.&lt;br /&gt;- he makes me feel like "&lt;u&gt;I'm needed&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- I think he must be &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... i'm kinda &lt;u&gt;materialistic.&lt;/u&gt; :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...don't worry lar perfect guy out there, i won't drain ur money! Oh..since you are the one I choose, I'm sure my friends and family will support me. Oh, if you can't gel with them, too bad..cz i will not neglect them for you. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. How do you know he/she is the "one"? [my question]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When you feel butterflies when you see him. Get hyped up. Just wanna know how he is doing. Just wanna be by his side and to care for him. :] hahaha..stands out in the crowd and the world starts to stop. I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What are your bad habits?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you don't need to know..HAHAHA..too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Is there anything you wanna tell the people who hate you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you. ":]&lt;br /&gt;-LOL WIFEY LOL!!! XD wuu wuu..i wanna say that too! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. State a random fact about yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my head acts like a video recorder. It will rewind itself to the unforgettable moment and keeps re-play itself. and that makes me smile by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What does flying means to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;airasia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What do you crave for the most currently?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The food in Kota Kinabalu. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah wifey! I miss the "kon lau mee" and oso the "tom yam"...the damai and foh sang's food!! @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Most unexpected gift you received so far and when?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this NEC 80 GB laptop from my bro in singapore for no special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- crazy but smart!&lt;br /&gt;- mature in her own way&lt;br /&gt;- looks tough on the outside, soft in the inside. :]&lt;br /&gt;- adventurous?!&lt;br /&gt;- appreciates good music and  movies&lt;br /&gt;- sentimental and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;- beautiful. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Things you do to feel good?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;down a pint of ice cream?...play ps2...sleep...listen to my favourite tunes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What will u become in another 10 years to come?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A 28 year old female. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;- lol i second wifey's answer for Anthea's answer! Maybe a &lt;strong&gt;successfu&lt;/strong&gt;l 28 year old female!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. How are you today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the day has not started yet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;Remove one question from above and add in your personal question.&lt;br /&gt;Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;List them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. Bong Cheng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. Pi Sze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3. Rachel Lean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4. Shereen Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;5. Cyrus Siew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. Hwee Hsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;7. Amy Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;8. Dana Chinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-806101413046123153?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/806101413046123153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=806101413046123153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/806101413046123153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/806101413046123153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged.html' title='TAGGED'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806500958493341645.post-947943184581212779</id><published>2008-12-07T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T10:33:16.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY.</title><content type='html'>It's officially 36 hours since my last paper - stats. And I'm still being kinda hesitant to update my blog. Seriously, I've got so much to rant about that If I start writing, I wouldn't know where to stop. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last Friday, our class "Birthday Committee" were actually really nice to organise a little game call secret santa. You draw out a name and then you'll be getting a present for that person. Now, the catch is here, you'll be getting a gift for that person, but that person wouldn't know who you are until that day. Get it? So, I got my friend, Carol. A pretty sweet girl, I would say. She's just like cotton candy. Sweet and soft. I went to her house the other day and she just can't stop offering me food! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Gorgeous, you want sweets ma?"..."Nolaaa.....it's ok..."..."You haven't even try one yet!!?"..."Okay. Fine. I'll take it!"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See, that's how it goes. She's real nice and I'm glad I got her. :) Well, my physics teacher got me, and I received a bundle of assorted hersheys chocolate. Which I am quite thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277096557245089842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwDXAwHyDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QHtdaD9ljY0/s320/Image(369).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hea Sang, Me and Seung Yoon. (The Birthday Committee)&lt;br /&gt;SORRYJO!! I LEFT YOU OUT!!! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277096563503712706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwDXYESycI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FhYwwJQgTR8/s320/Image(365).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemistry teacher, Ms. Prem.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE MISSING YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Leaving to do some research in some parts of the world"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Yah rite. that's what they all say. Mungkin pergi Kahwin ba tu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after that, thus the journey begun for the three beauties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me. Cloud (Bong Chen Chen, Bong, Ying, Silver, Shake a bongbong....). Catherine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took 30 mins train down to KL Sentral and from there we took a 20 mins ride down to Bukit Bintang. It was the coolest thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed down to Alor Street and had some fish tom yam - introduced by Cat. It was nice and tasty. And then, we headed to Low Yat Plaza. (It was pretty boring there.) BUT I GOT MYSELF THE COOLEST THING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277096548676260434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwDWg1J0lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wrBXXahW1_4/s320/Image(390).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277096548476450098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwDWgFg9TI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Iu4RhX49cBI/s320/Image(391).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you see it has a marble like texture?&lt;br /&gt;Those are actually dust.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool, it's like that blob engulfed the dusts, like ENDOCYTOSIS! @@ Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moving on... i didn't get anything much cause I forgot to refill my wallet. DARN IT! Sometimes, I think I'm abit too smart. So we walked like 10 streets across and reached Pavillion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOSCO COMING...WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOMGGGGG.....I FEEL LIKE A DUMB BLONDE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They set up a mini stage just outside of Pavillion, welcoming the Hong Kong stars who acted in "The Gem of Life". (Bosco, Bowie Lam and two other which I wasn't quite familiar of their names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Pavillion, there was so many nice stuffs! I had a hella' fun with the girls. We went into so many shops! I wanted so many stuffs but I'm pretty broke. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277112716776960722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwSDnsv8tI/AAAAAAAAABk/CCri2P5_QMc/s320/pavillion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Stole this pic from Ying's blog. From the left: Cat, Ying, Me.&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring in the toilet. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we were also taking pics wit the caps from Espirit. Cool? :)&lt;br /&gt;And if you're wondering what's that white fluffy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a soft toy of my horoscope. Pieces :) .&lt;br /&gt;There was this little booklet which was attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cupido will surely bring two lovers together!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who's gonna bring lover to Cupido? Sad... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our initial plan was to go home at 8.00. But, we were so engrossed in shopping that we totally forgotten about the time! We went for Japanese at Ichiban Boshi! and quickly exitted Pavillion about 8.30. As we went out, ZOMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK MY JAW DROPPED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BOSCO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before! My legs were LITERALLY shaking! I was so excited! I was shouting my way to the stage. Can you imagine? He was IN FRONT of me. Now I kinda understand the phrase, "so close yet so far". He was so close, yet so far from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to grab a quick shot of him from Cat's phone. It's really blur but atleast I can see his shape. :9 And I'm thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home about 10.30 and was dead tired. But still, i'm glad that Sem Exam's over. I didn't give it my all. But at least I know. I tried. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277116045929963314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwVFZwrXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/qDSwyluBLCg/s400/DSC01120+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Good night, Bosco. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5806500958493341645-947943184581212779?l=yafuizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/947943184581212779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5806500958493341645&amp;postID=947943184581212779' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/947943184581212779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5806500958493341645/posts/default/947943184581212779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yafuizzz.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazy.html' title='LAZY.'/><author><name>yafuizzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169022321573769160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEV2hBnv_Ho/STwDXAwHyDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QHtdaD9ljY0/s72-c/Image(369).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
