<?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-6130938291851276790</id><updated>2011-07-31T11:04:30.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For The Memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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me a direction in life cos im reli lost right now and i duno wad to do. love is sweet and tough at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its reli foolish to tell sumone u knw u reli love tat u cant forget the past and ask for a break. it hurts. i wish u can feel how hurt is it. truly i cant forget my past; gwen. but its sth tat will never happen. bcos of my past, i juz ruin my present. im tired, blog. im reli tired. i wish i hav longer time on earth to replenish wad i've done but i guess its too late. how much time did the doc said? 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll talk to u tmr. heres a song for u and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGXVuF1pzmQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you love someone set them free, don't try to keep them close.&lt;br /&gt;For if you truly love someone, you have to let them go.&lt;br /&gt;They are not your puppets, not bound to you by strings.&lt;br /&gt;They are their own person, with different tunes to which they sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you hold them tighter, they'll remind you of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful to look at, but wild, untamed, forever free.&lt;br /&gt;For we can not bend their wills like the wind can to the grass.&lt;br /&gt;They trust us with their hearts, making promises with their laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone, set them free, don't try to keep them close.&lt;br /&gt;For if you truly love someone, you have to let them go.&lt;br /&gt;Someday they'll return to you, and thank you for what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Forever will they love you, if you don't force them to run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-l&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;l-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;/\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-3607213684373370779?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/3607213684373370779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=3607213684373370779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;i i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;G: How to draw the guy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;g: Use pencil. &lt;--- thank you? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;-___-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2034717760692406974?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2034717760692406974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2034717760692406974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2034717760692406974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2034717760692406974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2009/02/cacat-g.html' title='The cacat g'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-1974216295405990165</id><published>2009-02-01T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:45:35.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6xrkIV7rDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&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/Q6xrkIV7rDI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&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;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back, babe&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my my baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me (you will always be)&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on....)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Always be my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-1974216295405990165?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/1974216295405990165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=1974216295405990165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1974216295405990165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1974216295405990165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2009/02/always.html' title='Always!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5800568962549602737</id><published>2009-02-01T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:48:01.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Fck i duno what to blog abt. I'm blogging for the sake of blogging this blog cos its been dead for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, holidays are done. Friends and relatives are all leaving kch again. Sis and my dear cousin left today. Aliey is leaving tmr, who's next? T_T CNY is almost over too. Can be considered over already tho.. People start working already, sch starting tmr. Time to start a new life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What resolutions do i hav this yr? I... don't knw. =__=" I wanna save 10k on my own this yr. Fck me i'm gonna do it and i will do it. I knw i can! If i'm at aust this won't be a prob.. Oh wells, bye bye swinburne, u guys sucked!! I'm glad i'm finally leaving that creepy crappy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to : xxx,  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;          Are you who I think you are? =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-5800568962549602737?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5800568962549602737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5800568962549602737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5800568962549602737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5800568962549602737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2324947165864197573</id><published>2009-01-26T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:07:01.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been almost 6 yrs since we met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been 5 yrs since we're over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been 2 or 3 yrs since we chated properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dreamt abt u last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a coincidence? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After chatting with u last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I always regreted what had happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never really got over you. But thats for me to knw for everyone's good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At least i'm not the only one rmbring.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295433074804991250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SX0oUzubJRI/AAAAAAAAATc/nVRLg-ZNxUc/s400/DSC05797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He rmbrs too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2324947165864197573?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2324947165864197573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2324947165864197573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2324947165864197573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2324947165864197573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile..'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SX0oUzubJRI/AAAAAAAAATc/nVRLg-ZNxUc/s72-c/DSC05797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-1179430694148287415</id><published>2008-11-28T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:35:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats with the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SS70Z8zBdSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DZXdkua1hf4/s1600-h/braces_2701_narrowweb__300x376,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273420940351468834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SS70Z8zBdSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DZXdkua1hf4/s400/braces_2701_narrowweb__300x376,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Health authorities are clamping down on the Thai teenage fashion fad of wearing fake orthodontic braces by targeting those who sell and make the pseudo-dental gear with steep fines and prison time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Girls flashing multicoloured metallic grins are regularly featured in teen magazines as braces have become more common in Thailand, transforming the dental gear detested by Western youths into a fashion statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rather than getting fitted for the real - and expensive - option, teenagers have been buying do-it-yourself kits in stores and select red, pink, yellow, blue or multicoloured rubber bands to match their outfits or moods. Clear or neutral bands are rarely seen in Thai mouths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But the government's Consumer Protection Board says the trend is unsafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Some people put the fashion (braces) on by themselves, which is dangerous because they could come loose and slip into the throat," said Rasamee Vistaveth, secretary-general of the Consumer Protection Board, which is under the prime minister's office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The fake braces, which are glued onto the teeth, can also cause sores on the gums and inside the mouth and some of the wires have been found to contain lead, she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rasamee said the board will sign an order later today punishing sellers, importers and producers of fake braces, which will take effect immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Under the new order, selling fake braces will be punishable by six months in prison or a 50,000 baht ($A1,700) fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importers and producers could face up to one year behind bars and a 100,000 baht ($A3,500) fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consumer board has been tracking the trend and authorities have made several seizures of fake braces during raids, Rasamee said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is exactly going on with the world these days? braces also can become fashion. omg? I was finding sum info abt braces cos im thinking of getting one. But the people hu got them b4 said it hurts and every single day, they cant wait to take these metal off their teeth. How can this thailand peeps tolerate that discomfort in mouth. I dun get it. Do u get it? lol&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/6130938291851276790-1179430694148287415?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/1179430694148287415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=1179430694148287415&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1179430694148287415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1179430694148287415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-with-world.html' title='Whats with the world?'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SS70Z8zBdSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DZXdkua1hf4/s72-c/braces_2701_narrowweb__300x376,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-9110192470712189712</id><published>2008-11-27T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T04:08:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap and Yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For girls out there and to guys out there who doesn't knw what to buy for a girlfren's present. You can visit here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatisyummietoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://whatisyummietoday.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Items are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pricy, qualitys good and 100% brand new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just helping my fren out. Give her sum support yeah ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1st batch order taking starts on 17 Nov and ends on 27th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I posted this b4 but i decided to edit the date so it'll stay on top of all my post for 10 days. HELP her! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-9110192470712189712?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/9110192470712189712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=9110192470712189712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9110192470712189712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9110192470712189712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/cheap-and-yummy.html' title='Cheap and Yummy'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-7184606570797991041</id><published>2008-11-24T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:23:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still Dream About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was a time in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I opened my eyes and there you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were more than a dream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could reach out and touch you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl that was long ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are some things that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess I’ll never know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you love someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You got to learn to let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I dream about you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That’s when everything’s all right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're in my arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here next to me, forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I dream about you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl you never go away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just close my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait for my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I still love, loving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can I get you to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I’m falling apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since you’ve been gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can never be sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could ever let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your love is much too strong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are some things that I guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’ll never know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you love someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You got to learn to let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I dream about you,&lt;br /&gt;That’s when everything’s all right.&lt;br /&gt;You're in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Here next to me, forever.&lt;br /&gt;When I dream about you,&lt;br /&gt;Girl you never go away,&lt;br /&gt;Just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Wait for my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still love, loving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are some things that&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll never know.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;You got to learn to let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I dream about you,&lt;br /&gt;That’s when everything’s all right.&lt;br /&gt;You're in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Here next to me, forever.&lt;br /&gt;When I dream about you,&lt;br /&gt;Girl you never go away,&lt;br /&gt;Just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Wait for my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still love, loving you. &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/6130938291851276790-7184606570797991041?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/7184606570797991041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=7184606570797991041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7184606570797991041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7184606570797991041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-still-dream-about-you.html' title='I Still Dream About You'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2309064723428093619</id><published>2008-11-22T03:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T04:05:03.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS FRIDAY AND IM NOT STUDING YET!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finals next wed, todays fri and im still lengang-lengang -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently, Sarawak plaza was renovated into a supposingly-better-looking-with-more-shops shopping complex. Well, there wasnt much of a change. They only change the floor tiles and renovate the toilet to more hotel-ish looking which is not a bad thing. They also remove shops beside the elavator. Before that we had the watch shop and the shop that was selling sarawak tee shirts and stuff beside the elavator. RMBR? Other than that, nth else was changed. hahaha and I didnt c any new shops at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to LEA as usual. Got myself a pair of Nike slippers. My Billabong one is out of &lt;em&gt;bunga&lt;/em&gt;. When the floor is slippery, i would hav a 95% chance of falling. YES, that is how bad it is. I browse around and saw many nice new arrivals. Spotted a white/green adidas jacket/hoodie with that silky type material which is suitable for casual wear. not very thick. not bad ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saw my Nike Kobe HyperDunk but my size was bought by other peeps adi T_T. Still thinking if I shud get it. Its very light tho. Try it on and u'll knw what I mean ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then i saw this Nike SB Dunk mid cut shoe. Abt the name, i dun knw but the looks can turn any human on. Not. But its reli reli nice looking la. Thats my opinion and the pic is below for u to judge. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271201117814431250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScRfRb4nhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_WmNImnC7PE/s400/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, tonight, I went to sch wif the intention of revising my Marketing but I end up playing basketball. ahahaha but i did manage to revise a litto after basketball but my stomach failed me. It hurt so bad that I need to rush my ass to the toilet and let him off at ease. I was playing PSP in the toilet too and there, i'd wasted more than 30 mins in the toilet. Thank god the toilet doesnt stink. B accompanied me at sch while I was revising my Mkt. But we got so carried away until we end up drawing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I told her to draw &lt;strong&gt;Genting&lt;/strong&gt; cos she was dreaming of going Genting at the end of the yr. Check out what she drew : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271201114762104610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScRfGEJzyI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DBDWZjAZINk/s400/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very the plain lo. But if u look closely, there are humans but not many. LOL After that, she told me to draw sth abt &lt;strong&gt;Macau&lt;/strong&gt; and i drew this : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271201106148278594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScRel-dQUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ocsjglm-esI/s400/DSC00863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL mind those words, I was writing in my worse chinese vocab. haha we had nth better to do. -_- Well, Good Night for now. Its 4 A.M in the morning adi. I've been slping at this time for quite sumtime adi. Jet-lag? No, cos I juz cant seem to slp earlier. =d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2309064723428093619?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2309064723428093619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2309064723428093619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2309064723428093619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2309064723428093619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-friday-and-im-not-studing-yet.html' title='ITS FRIDAY AND IM NOT STUDING YET!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScRfRb4nhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_WmNImnC7PE/s72-c/DSC00858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-140891604263193855</id><published>2008-11-22T03:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:19:33.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been awhile since i've made postings regarding the NBA. Well, eventho I never reli mention a thing but I check the news daily. O'Neal and the suns were hosting LA Lakers today and they lost. Lakers took the victory with the score of 105 - 92. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While the reporters were having a short interview wit O'Neal after the game abt his opinion on Kobe and his Lakers. This was his reply :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"They're the best team,'' the Suns' Shaquille O'Neal said. "They're 9-1. They're playing good. Kobe's playing team ball, keeping everybody involved. He's got a lot of shooters around him. They're a very dangerous team.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL. See the way he answer? Similiar to how a litto kid talks right? xD lmfao. Sorry O'Neal, Ido look up to u but I cant help but to high-light the way u talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271191895614893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScJGeELLiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yaFUuy7ikQQ/s400/kobe600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6130938291851276790-140891604263193855?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/140891604263193855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=140891604263193855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/140891604263193855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/140891604263193855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/lakers.html' title='Lakers!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScJGeELLiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yaFUuy7ikQQ/s72-c/kobe600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5744355604036739568</id><published>2008-11-19T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:37:40.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Beats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend was fun! hung out wif alex and jill eventho i was ill. It was totally stress-free! i haven felt so nice for such a long time. Since i realise &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are gone. Its time for me to move on since ur moving pretty well. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were suppose to go for steamboat on sat night. But i had fever + sore throat + headache. So we didnt make it that night. Alex called later on and said we dun eat steamboat, we eat porridge LOL so i went out wit them. We went india street and they ate seafood in d end. I ate porridge while admiring their foods. Bad ppl! hahaha they ordered so much yummies and they didn't finish it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271195021907428354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScL8caZhAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/h6yZlbKD05Y/s400/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The butter shrimps were humongous! soooooo tempting. But i manage to hold back myself. Alex took them back for his dogs. damn -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271195030641510066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScL888xBrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Zcsc1FDSw3k/s400/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shisha was next and we went to star to catch a movie b4 heading home. We wanted to watch madagascar but we weren't in time. Then we watch quarantine. Hell that movie sucks man. But it made jill stayed up whole nite not being able to slp. at least it did sth funny to jill. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we planned to eat breakfast at 7th mile but all of us couldnt wake up and ALEX WAS BATHING HIS DOGS AND WASHING THEIR CAGES. Can u fcking belif it?? lmfao it took me awhile to register and i tot i was still slping. OH WELL, our boy alex is grown up okay! but sumone need to teach him english still. bcos it was his english that entertained us thru out the night. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and i picked jill up and we went to spring for awhile to c the petronas 3 on 3 bbal match. sondek and ben sim all lost. ben got 3rd i think. we waited there for alex's call. Then he called and say he wanna go jade pot for lunch. After lunch we went satok and thennnnnnnnnn we end up eating steamboat for dinner. -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271195645100762466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScMgt_RJWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DWZKkgubX2A/s400/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meanies! my throat is not getting better cos of them! hahaha but its ok =) we had a couple pins of bear after dinner and chit chat a litto b4 we headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271195033012520370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScL9FyDxbI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4gYLZBQ0yoQ/s400/DSC00852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jill was badly abused that night wif wet tissues. hahaha and she is very photogenic. Refer below~ lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271195638041878690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScMgTsTIKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KfqH8vp_O-I/s400/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She dun mind ppl taking her upskirt cos she is cool. Im serious, she dun mind. Dun belif me? See the next photo. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271195039119810322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScL9ciJnxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WII0u7Wc8Xg/s400/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SEE! She's smiling! So what are u waiting for? Ready ur cams! LOL juz kid :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOW, its time for me to prepare for finals, i'll c u guys after finals ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Reedited with pics on 22 nov 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-5744355604036739568?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5744355604036739568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5744355604036739568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5744355604036739568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5744355604036739568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-beats.html' title='Nothing Beats!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SScL8caZhAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/h6yZlbKD05Y/s72-c/DSC00842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-6350520445072872397</id><published>2008-11-14T15:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:55:14.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DESTINY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its weird y sumtimes ppl juz use force power to make sum1 hate their own life. Its not easy to live in life i knw. I'm sure u knw too rite? Why cant the world be a lil more open minded and stop those conservative thinkings. You c, there are reasons y ppl get emo sumtimes or even all the time. Sum are insecure, sum are lost in life, sum knws what they want but they cant have what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older generations, y cant they let us do what we want? Simple, they think that what they have in mind is good for ur future and u juz have to follow watever plan they come up with. Of cos there are parents that let their child do what they want; interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belif that, every person has their own destiny and they will live up to it with faith. But sumwhere on the way there, they often get obstacles and *poof* dream gone. Sum might have courage to find a way out and sum hu doesnt, juz stay and let others change their lives. I often question myself, what am i destined for? Destiny? its a predetermined course of events. It may be conceived as a predetermined future, whether in general or of an individual. It is a concept based on the belief that there is a fixed natural order to the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dun get me? I'm done talking here tho. I'm currently not feeling very well. I hope god has his decision on my life. If u'll let it continue to be like that, u might as well take me frm this world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-6350520445072872397?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/6350520445072872397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=6350520445072872397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6350520445072872397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6350520445072872397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/destiny.html' title='DESTINY'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2953939537485529055</id><published>2008-11-08T04:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T05:41:23.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Lay down, cant slp,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up felt slpy. &lt;br /&gt;Went back to lie down, &lt;br /&gt;Cannot slp again. &lt;br /&gt;Wake up once again and not slpy anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i suppose to do til morning? its only 4:38 now =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i been doing the pass hr. &lt;br /&gt;- I read the nba news and found out that Allen Iverson was traded to Piston for Chauncy. WTF -__- &lt;br /&gt;- I found out that Kobe is still running 1st in the race2MVP eventho its juz the 2nd week. &lt;br /&gt;- I found many random blogs, sum turned out to be quite interesting. &lt;br /&gt;- I read ghost stories online and sum were kinda fake. &lt;br /&gt;- And lastly, I found this vid at youtube which is rather hilarious and jackass-ly jack ass. haha take a peep if u want:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VV6In1K8zKk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VV6In1K8zKk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, its 6 already. Even if im not slpy i need to force sum slp too. Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2953939537485529055?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2953939537485529055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2953939537485529055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2953939537485529055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2953939537485529055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-6662201416409525805</id><published>2008-11-06T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:52:34.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently, the best bball match so far was tonite's. The White vs Red team. The White took it all the way and held 1st price trophy in hands when leaving the court. They players were so indulged in the game. It was perfect! I saw nice team work for the 1st time after i left lodge. Well, enuf said, this team is good. Think twice b4 messing wit them. Good one guys. U done urself proud and others feel proud for u too. keep it up ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for the red team, nice acting skills, #8. Disgrace to the number "8". That num is worn by great players and i dun think ur fit for it. ^^ tough luck babe. U shud be bench warmer. hahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-6662201416409525805?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/6662201416409525805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=6662201416409525805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6662201416409525805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6662201416409525805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/finale.html' title='Finale'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-4225917479962092102</id><published>2008-11-05T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:58:57.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haven viewed my own blog for awhile and i juz did. LOL yeah i knw, im sad xD btw, I think the song doesn't suit my blog at all. -_- time for a change! yeepie! but for now, my bed is yelling me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-4225917479962092102?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/4225917479962092102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=4225917479962092102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4225917479962092102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4225917479962092102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/change.html' title='Change!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-4708622460626333776</id><published>2008-11-05T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:51:20.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is what everyone question abt. Do u hav problems wit ur life? Do they hav problems wit their lives? Do juz anyone in the world hav problems in life? DUH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, sum ppl hav financial probs? sum hav health probs? sum hav juz any prob that u can think of. Hm.. So what prob do u hav in this game called "&lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;". m sorry bout all these weird postings i've made recently but it is a problem to me. I juz cant find ways to express them. I tot blogging can help me put them in words but it juz can't. Well, this is my blog anyways, i blog what i wan rite? i dun k bout ur bitch talk behind me. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lets put this away cos it wont work on blog and juz do what other typical daily blogger does. hahaha Today started off odd. Me and bi cooked breakfast together at home. Its reli odd, well not reli bcos we planned to do so for quite sum time adi. Since we were both lazy so that idea had be dragging for ages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, what was for breakfast today? We had sausages, pancakes wif honey, fried eggies, hash browns and juices. wahaha We bought those stuff last nite after the bball match that wun chyn won. It was fun to watch. The white niggas had lotsa supporters. The sound they made was reli funny. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Breakfast went on well. we had fun making pancakes for the 1st time. it turned out nice considering its the 1st attempt but the eggs din go well. xD shit it was funny, deform looking. It was funny cos i used to be reli good at that when i was a lil younger. I guess the saying &lt;em&gt;practice&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;makes perfect&lt;/em&gt; reli meant sth. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eventually we skipped lunch cos we were still full and went straight to dinner at juju's bday party. It was at &lt;em&gt;fook xing&lt;/em&gt;. The food was quite okay. had a couple of drink and i guess i took it down too quickly and im having a red hot face but im tipsy. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess it all for today...? I dun hav an interesting life style like hard clubbings and shit. I dont like that kinda life too and its not very cool to blog abt but yeah. no offence la cos most ppl does that. But like i said earlier, its my blog and i blog what i want. Vice versa, its theirs, they blog what they want. ok enuf shit said. hahaha im off to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;toodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-4708622460626333776?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/4708622460626333776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=4708622460626333776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4708622460626333776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4708622460626333776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-4499717735599237085</id><published>2008-10-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:35:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basketball match again tmr at 7p.m. Come and watch it! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-4499717735599237085?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/4499717735599237085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=4499717735599237085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4499717735599237085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4499717735599237085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/basketball-match-again-tmr-at-7p.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-8817559235917283436</id><published>2008-10-28T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:01:18.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was in high sch, we read abt this short poem "&lt;em&gt;the road not taken&lt;/em&gt;" for literature. Back then, it was juz a poem. Now, its sth that we shud take in consideration before things get shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wish u never did this and hope u did that? There are many paths in life. Choose wisely and dun regret it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; let others choose it for u. Take after high sch life for instance. Some would go for a job, some would continue to further their studies, some will even sit at home and rot. For those that are not that well off, they prob would juz find a job and help support the family. How bout those who are well off? I mean those who are able to afford many diff paths in life, need not to be very rich that kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say, u choose to study, or even cos u choose study cos its the best choice. Would u study sth that ur interested in or do u actually follow what ur parents decision? Most of them would juz follow what their parents' words. But do u knw? sum day u will regret it. 1 day when ur stuck in the middle of no where not knwing what is gonna happen next in ur life, u would wonder "how abt &lt;em&gt;the road not taken&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will only leave u in doubt and make u feel that, u've juz wasted ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is how i feel now. Y didn't i fight for the things that i like, things that i'm better in, things that i'm interested in? good question. It was a mistake for not fighting for myself and juz surrender my dreams like that. What if i did? what would happen? I'll be a happier person? A guy that enjoys his life? I don't knw la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tot of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the road not taken.&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/6130938291851276790-8817559235917283436?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/8817559235917283436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=8817559235917283436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8817559235917283436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8817559235917283436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5437895684923353667</id><published>2008-10-27T22:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:20:01.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BasketBall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Juz got back frm the inter Swinburne bball match. I was there to watch fyi :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was 2 match played. Both of them hav lodgians in it. Wun Chyn was playing the 1st match but he lost cos his teammates wasnt coperative at all. Ball hoggers! Whats up wit these ppl. The main archievement is to win not to compare who score more la. The opponent wasn't very pro either but they are reli active in rebound and passing wise. So they often get under basket shots but need to giv credit to this no.8 hu is a sharp shooter. But he didn't leave good impression for me. I'll explain later heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was enjoying the match until half way thru the match, there was this reli fcking crappy ketiak smell. I nearly puked and this is the source of the smell :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261848703014750946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SQXXhFULSuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/x_OJFh0zuTU/s400/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st chyn's team(Area51) was losing a hell lot the results was bad but at the 4th quater they manage to pull the gap closer to juz 2 points! So what they have to do is commit intentional fouls so they can get a chance to shoot and win or tie, thats if the opponents misses their free throws la. The 1st intentional foul was commited and the player was suppose to go to the foul line but the stupid referee called it as a foul and they start frm the baseline again. So they pass the ball and chyn had to foul the guy with the ball. That guy was short and chubby. Chyn went over wanting to foul him but he tried to escape and he smashed his face in chyn's chest. HAHAHA and he was lying on the floor like half dead. THEN, this sohai no8 came pushing chyn like he wanted to pick a fight. After it was broke off, he went sideline and ask his fren to make a phone call;which is juz so old sch and retarded. It's not gonna work la idiot sibu boy. U come kch u wanna ask kch ppl lut kch ppl? it might turn out that ur the 1 that would be beaten into Kong Pia and send back to ur damn sibu. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261848714605505634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SQXXhwfoLGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ta4tObhTmk0/s400/DSC00724.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thats chyn with the ball at free throw line.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The 2nd match was chung aik and gavin's a.k.a dickhead team, the AceX. They played well. A litto turnovers but they manage to trash the idiotic team that calls themselves "the &lt;strong&gt;Powerful&lt;/strong&gt;" which turned out to be "the &lt;strong&gt;weaklings&lt;/strong&gt;" lead by this guy name yao #12. He only scored like, 8 points? And he like to OI ppl whenever his ball gets stolen away or stripped off. hahahaha noobs. The player of the night would be another #8. Gosh, this boy when he walked into the court he was staring around like how typical ah bengs sionging ppl. But when he enter the court, i found that he is actually a damn funny boy hu doesnt have temper on the court. No matter how hard u fould him, how hard he fall on the ground he still stand up and smile. LOL fcking cute boy la. hahaha When he smile u cant even c his eyes but his teeth. His shooting method is abit weird cos he jumps damn high and release but he is quite accurate. Hm.. The game ended 6x points to 3x points i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun night. I still miss escaping class to watch lodge team play. Lodge team 2005 would be the best team in lodge history - &lt;em&gt;the legends&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-5437895684923353667?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5437895684923353667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5437895684923353667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5437895684923353667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5437895684923353667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/basketball.html' title='BasketBall!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SQXXhFULSuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/x_OJFh0zuTU/s72-c/DSC00725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-764548845152433780</id><published>2008-10-27T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:13:14.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its About Time!</title><content type='html'>Yeah man, it's abt time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald needs to go on diet and look like last time again. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald is only allowed to eat dinner. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald is only allowed to eat light food in the morning like toast etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald needs to get his hair done or else it won't be done ever again!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald needs to go joggin at least 4 times a week. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald needs to do light work out at home everyday. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald is taking back bball and muz play every sat and sun except rainy days. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261851215317268226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SQXZzUXxdwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/N1_rqNpNNk4/s400/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL, thats alot to accomplish. But i did it b4 and i will do it again. There's no stopping me! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-764548845152433780?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/764548845152433780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=764548845152433780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/764548845152433780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/764548845152433780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-about-time.html' title='Its About Time!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SQXZzUXxdwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/N1_rqNpNNk4/s72-c/DSC00716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-1882840143550738726</id><published>2008-10-26T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:26:30.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^.^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, i'm not gonna remove any links and no, i'm not gonna remove anyone in my life as much as I hate to admit that ur actually removing me, us, I dun knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends come and go, but only true friends leaves footsteps behind.&lt;/em&gt; You left 1 footstep and u lost ur shoe, i'm waiting for the other step after you get ur shoe back. Yeah, you prob hate me now cos u heard sth others said or mayb the FB issue. Whatever it is, I have no time to care since you didn't even give me a chance to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all you like because i'll always be here for you no matter what! I only have 1 brother and you knw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life tend to get a lil fcked up now and then but who doesn't make mistakes. I never blame you for doing anything cos I understand what your going thru eventho when you read this and you would mumble to urself '&lt;em&gt;he doesn't even knw any shit abt me'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen juz makes ppl around you stronger. If ur gonna throw any thing harsh on me, i'll take them and swallow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yours Sincerely.&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/6130938291851276790-1882840143550738726?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/1882840143550738726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=1882840143550738726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1882840143550738726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1882840143550738726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_26.html' title='^.^'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-4334003311922555459</id><published>2008-10-21T02:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T03:59:42.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>兄弟吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CukpMCmw70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CukpMCmw70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“这些年一个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;风也过雨也走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;有过泪有过错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;还记得坚持甚麽&lt;br /&gt;真爱过才会懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;会寂寞会回首终有梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;终有你在心中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;朋友一生一起走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;那些日子不再有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;一句话一辈子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;一生情一杯酒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;朋友不曾孤单过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;一声朋友你会懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;还有伤还有痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;还要走还有我”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;就一句，“请你离开我的生活中吧”，你觉得值得吗？我也搞不懂，只从你有了伴，兄弟也不理了。就一句“你离开吧”，结束了我们多年的好朋友；好兄弟。你就像我的哥哥一样。我们多年来，一起笑，一起玩，一起疯疯癫癫的过高三，一起毕业国中，一起拥有梦想，努力的去争取但不成忘了彼此的存在。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;好坏念从前的我们。什么事都放一边，开开心心的过日子。就算多少的烦恼都不能住子我们, 应为我们知道，无论如何我们都不会丢下和放弃对方。我好想知道，从前的我们，&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;你记得吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-4334003311922555459?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/4334003311922555459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=4334003311922555459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4334003311922555459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4334003311922555459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_21.html' title='兄弟吗？'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-9215809727480161015</id><published>2008-10-21T02:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:23:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPzMXbeBciI/AAAAAAAAANo/p7iYDLr0keQ/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259303167744635426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 418px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="418" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPzMXbeBciI/AAAAAAAAANo/p7iYDLr0keQ/s400/friendship.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-9215809727480161015?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/9215809727480161015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=9215809727480161015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9215809727480161015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9215809727480161015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPzMXbeBciI/AAAAAAAAANo/p7iYDLr0keQ/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5530684269915457532</id><published>2008-10-21T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:24:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think i'm getting some kinda shit sickness that keeps me awake every night until at least 2-3a.m. It sure sucks. Not that I do not wanna slp but I juz caaaant T_T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never had any reasons to this misery but recently I have. Losta shit happen. Losta assignment thrown on me trying to suck my life shorter. Had a confused lost. But to top that all, Alex the nigga is back. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nth beats meeting up wit old frens but everything beats losing an old fren, or shud I say, a very good fren. Well, it doesn't really matters right? Since it was so easy for him to say it, shud be easy for me to forget it too but I don't think tht is possible. HAHAHA sorry guys, I knw u guys are reading this and wondering wtf happen. Well, nth that concerns u guys but a huge impact that hit me :-0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess u guys are sick of reading this crap blog cos all it says is abt how he luvs his high sch life. lmfao but I reli miss it. Juz saw cikgu lily's msn personal msg. She writes blog again! =D I sure do miss that superB-forever18-teacher/mummy of mine. Went to lodge last saturday to play bball. The bball ring is so fcked, G.Lee(dun feel like naming his name -_-) shud let that poor ring stay in the multi purpose hall. F U Lee! But other than that, the sch did change alot. It looks cleaner and more bunga2 around and classrooms have aircon now. Damn lodgians, appreciate the aircon! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 Assignments due this week. 1 on tues, 1 on wed, 1 on thurs and 1 on fri. Lecturers sure knw how to kill students softly these days. Its gonna be a tough week wif so much shits happening as well as so many fcky assignments due. FRIDAY! Come fast or slow if u hav to. If i can't finish my work, pls come slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna hav lunch wit alex and jill, any1 else wanna come? I doubt it. -_- No one comes to this site lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-5530684269915457532?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5530684269915457532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5530684269915457532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5530684269915457532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5530684269915457532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/late-nights.html' title='Late Nights'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-7399198256916239643</id><published>2008-10-16T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:28:17.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did u say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPddMKiyd2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/cBLl_DL8b04/s1600-h/fullEmoBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257773553548425058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPddMKiyd2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/cBLl_DL8b04/s320/fullEmoBoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody : "hang in there man, u'll pick up sooner or later. everything is gonna be okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stood in dismay, questioning myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is it gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*its gonna be tough and i ought to be too*&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/6130938291851276790-7399198256916239643?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/7399198256916239643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=7399198256916239643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7399198256916239643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7399198256916239643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-did-u-say.html' title='What did u say?'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPddMKiyd2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/cBLl_DL8b04/s72-c/fullEmoBoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-8428260703771636333</id><published>2008-10-15T23:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:03:38.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats So Hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever wonder what is actually the hardest things in life? I don't knw abt others but for me, its to leave those times u spent when ur at the age of 15 and going 17. Yes, when ur going thru high sch. What is that great abt high sch anyways everyone ask? It might nt be a special thing for u but it is to me. Back in high sch u look to ur left, hey its my fren! u look to ur right, hey its my fren! U look at every angle ur eye can take u, frens all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414847283124258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPYW8tks2CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m_Ta9AVtsNA/s320/17947359140488l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caleb playing wit air gun in class lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of cos u are bond to hav "groupies" in sch. Normally everyone in sch will eventually form small litto groupies regardless how cool u are, a nerd u are, how rebellious u are and how exciting u are. No matter what type of person are u, ur frens owes have ur back whether u knw it or not, where u notice it or nt, admit it, life is way easier back in high sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408094971092130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPYQzrQD3KI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DzNE_Oe47yQ/s320/Stivers_cartoon_9-24-01_high_school.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How hard is life after u leave high sch? No one is there to support ur back when ur falling pieces, no one is there to stand beside u and comfort u, telling u things are fine eventho there are bad. Yes, there are those who go to the same college or uni together, gud for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see, don't complain abt how hard u are trying to cope in high sch. Wait til u face reality alone, u will end up like this sad loner guy i knw by the name of gerald. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh hell yeah, i miss high sch. I reli do. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414850018185970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPYW83wykvI/AAAAAAAAANA/BZEIQoskK10/s320/17948122333176l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-8428260703771636333?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/8428260703771636333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=8428260703771636333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8428260703771636333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8428260703771636333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-so-hard.html' title='Whats So Hard?'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPYW8tks2CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m_Ta9AVtsNA/s72-c/17947359140488l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-8004171559371669136</id><published>2008-10-11T17:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:56:11.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbHFFpVfKgM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbHFFpVfKgM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;稻香-Jay Chou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey! Surprise to c me that regular again? Hahaha.. I got nth to do =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPBx-HD1bmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oDfbUhbl1KA/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255826077002329698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPBx-HD1bmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oDfbUhbl1KA/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just came home frm BDC, Cold Storage, Boulevard. Bought a shirt for RM 9.90 only! wtf! hahahaha yeah I'm cheap skate, what u gunna do abt it? ;) Sometimes cheap shirts hav nice prints. Everyday wear original, make my wallet suicide &lt;em&gt;nia&lt;/em&gt;. I won't say its VERY nice &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. Just average looking but for a cheap price like that, its consider kinda nice lol I tot the design look familiar and when I got home, IT IS familiar. I have the same piece but diff color -_- I rmbr I got it for nearly RM30, RM29.90 to be exact. haha.. Whatever &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. Its only a t-shirt. wear &lt;em&gt;song&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;song &lt;/em&gt;only &lt;em&gt;ma &lt;/em&gt;=P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kuching is damn sien nowadays. Not only nowadays. Kuching is forever sien since the day I knw where kuching is. -___-" Btw, I got a funny sms frm this fat bitch ytd telling me that she has sth to giv me and that she juz came back &lt;em&gt;frm&lt;/em&gt; overseas. But actually she was helping sum &lt;em&gt;ah beng&lt;/em&gt; to lure me out to meet. I didn't reli bother to reply then the &lt;em&gt;ah beng&lt;/em&gt; called. lmfao You wanna knw what happen? Its some game id i sold on behalf of my CC fren and that id got hack. The buyer said I were to be responsible for it. Moronic? I knw! Geez fat bitch, if ur reading this, u look horrible in that cheap shirt color dress u got frm sunday market or mayb kenyalang and u hav the weirdest look I've ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Short+fat+old fashion+bad english+kenyalang/pasar malam clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, wait! That makes u an ah lian &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255831299487540642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPB2uGVVpaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SA7OhqOf5oQ/s320/1christ-middle-finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-8004171559371669136?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/8004171559371669136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=8004171559371669136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8004171559371669136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8004171559371669136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-oh.html' title='Oh oh!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPBx-HD1bmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oDfbUhbl1KA/s72-c/DSC00655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-958443739170017319</id><published>2008-10-11T11:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:16:07.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741794371558018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlUNyw2oI/AAAAAAAAALY/WjQWQd5qaZI/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAnU8tAbsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RtucDSavy0A/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since mooncake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAm4UBzmGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5cwms0gRqpk/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAmYYcE1II/AAAAAAAAAL4/GZfuEG_C7Bc/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255742965460292738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAmYYcE1II/AAAAAAAAAL4/GZfuEG_C7Bc/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; One Tree Hill!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAmYmngcQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2Fh3up7Yhro/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAmY8H1XWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OBNHfjnEpgs/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255742975039069538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAmY8H1XWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OBNHfjnEpgs/s320/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Visiting Pet Shops for beagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741792238099218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlUF2G2xI/AAAAAAAAALg/q2qnlClOnj4/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Siberian Husky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlTytpiPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uHcM3GDPLR4/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741787102349554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlTytpiPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uHcM3GDPLR4/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Visiting MoMo over cousin's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlUdVLdQI/AAAAAAAAALo/33y_C2iMPbc/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255741798542439682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlUdVLdQI/AAAAAAAAALo/33y_C2iMPbc/s320/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Kayaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255742959018719810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAmYAcSOkI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z_K-7fc-XDk/s320/DSC00653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shopping for new kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ASSIGNMENTS! (-_-)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sighs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-958443739170017319?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/958443739170017319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=958443739170017319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/958443739170017319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/958443739170017319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/lately.html' title='Lately..'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SPAlUNyw2oI/AAAAAAAAALY/WjQWQd5qaZI/s72-c/DSC00573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-6475910169026918212</id><published>2008-10-10T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:02:24.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellooooooooooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>Wow, no updates for more than a month. My blog miss me. But my bed misses me more right now. She's calling meeeeee! GNight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-6475910169026918212?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/6475910169026918212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=6475910169026918212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6475910169026918212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6475910169026918212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/10/hellooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='hellooooooooooooooooooo'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-9197535150988714578</id><published>2008-08-27T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:39:59.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdaes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And once again, a late post. haha.. can't blame me. 've been kinda busy doing the school stuff the past few days. Swinburne sucks! geebye =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, today's post is juz 3/4 days ago's event. So its not that long ago =p Last sat cuzzie came back to kampung frm another kampung. hahahahha and hee celebrated his bday 1 hour later. This juz proves what a party animal he is. haha he celebrated his bday at home. Aunty cooks some dishes and the party went on. There wasn't alot of ppl there becos it was kinda last minute. But its all gud still. Nothing much happen, we ate, we drank, we happy-ed. 0.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239097457026205570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SLUDYRWzB4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Qr5mZ33L1LU/s320/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day was fatty's bday. Like i mentioned earlier. It was at D11. Some steamboat place behind Hornbill. That place owns Hornbill. The service as well as the variety of food is wayyyy better compare to Hornbill. Sommore they do refills unlike Hornbill. There was once I asked the Taukeh of Hornbill for refill. He told me that if he refills and everybody kept eating that particular thing and leave the rest untouched, he'll go bankrupt. What the hell -__- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, its her 21st bdae this yr. The party was a small scaled party. HAHA this is the 1st time I came across a small 21st bday party. There was less than 30 of us there including her parents. Fatty is a loner. LOL but its nice too becos u can cook ur things faster since there isn't many ppl. that also means that u dun hav to share cooking space wit others. u can eventually conquer 2-3 sides for ur cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239097469390822402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SLUDY_awHAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vL7Vu8Z8owE/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The party ended quite early too cause it falls on Sunday and majority got sch the next day. Caleb was the 1st to left the place. He had to rush home to study for his finals. HAHAHA Hope u did well, bro ;) After we ate and fary blew her candles, we went home already. Man thats fast! Speaking of cakes. Where is your cake, dear cuzzie? LOL I dont recall seeing any cake on ur bday. hahahaha means u still haven turn a yr older. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Am sorry, no pictures. The pictures are in Ling's cam and im guessing she did not bring the cable along wit her. Gotta wait for her to go back to kampung wit cuzzie this week. then only we will see pictures. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-9197535150988714578?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/9197535150988714578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=9197535150988714578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9197535150988714578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9197535150988714578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthdaes.html' title='Birthdaes'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SLUDYRWzB4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Qr5mZ33L1LU/s72-c/DSC00523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-526595424829594825</id><published>2008-08-20T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:01:15.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Juz got back frm the cinema wit baby. We watched Wall.E. Tat movie is soooo cute! Wall.E himself is cute but, Eve is super duper (x infinity) cute! esp this expression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--------------&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SKv470J0bhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iTeiy9TUIaU/s1600-h/evepreview.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552698244132370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SKv470J0bhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iTeiy9TUIaU/s320/evepreview.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Damn, any robot would fall for her cute voice! or maybe some humans too. HAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-526595424829594825?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/526595424829594825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=526595424829594825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/526595424829594825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/526595424829594825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/08/eve.html' title='Eve!!!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SKv470J0bhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iTeiy9TUIaU/s72-c/evepreview.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2420809137932240191</id><published>2008-08-20T05:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:44:00.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets go waaaaaaay back to 8th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s been awhile ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s early in the morning now and I have no internet. If you’re wondering how can I blog without the internet, I’m doing it with my phone! Hahaha I always wanted to try it out but never got the chance to. Why no internet? Because fcker is back home and his balls are itchy and he has got nth better to do than to torture me. Fck ass retard &lt;strike&gt;man&lt;/strike&gt; dog. Forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a lot to blog abt. My bday and stuff. Cuzzie’s coming back this coming Saturday and celebrating his bday on that day I think. Sunday would be baby’s bday that will be held at D11. Some new steamboat place :D I’m hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do on my bday? No, I’m not haolian and bitchy to not invite u guys to my party. Even if I’d love to, I can’t. Cos I dun even have a party! Haha 1 st time in ma life no party for bday. Anyways, I woke up early that morning to see it raining and made me felt disappointed because we’re (caleb, amber, baby and I) suppose to go to the beach. In the end we went also because the weather turned better after that. We were suppose to reach the beach at approx 11 but we got there at 2! But whatever, as long as we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set up our mini picnic at the beach and started eating while preparing. HAHA! We made 1 and ate 1. The mini picnic finished in less than half an hour. Lol-ed. I’m not gonna write all the activities specifically, it’ll take ages! So what did we do at the beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Mini picnic.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Crabs hunting. à Caleb hunting his relative lol&lt;br /&gt;3.) Drank Heineken with unagi. Haha&lt;br /&gt;4.) Met 2 English little friends who were fishing nearby at Permai-Damai’s bridge.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Kayaking&lt;br /&gt;6.) Make-me-a-spartan’ing HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;7.) Bathed outdoor with only undies on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s abt it. Mini picnic I mentioned already, crab hunting was nearby our picnic spot. The huge rocks area. The crabs are damn pretty. Purple in color! Omfg. After hunting we saw 2 AngMo kias with fishing rod, fishing at the bridge that links Permai and Damai. Their fishing rod looks weird and their string attached was crooked. I wonder how they catch fishies with those. Lol and they used bread as bait. Hahahaha. We didn’t bother them much and went to get our kayaks frm permai. It was my 1 st time doing kayaking. It was awesome! Damn, u (yes, you!) shud try it! Bro taught me some basic moves and off we went into the ocean. We reach many places. The rock island that u can c frm da beach? We wanted to step foot on the island but the rocks had pointy stuff. It’s gunna hurt if u step on em. And it looks disgusting. Pointy holes. As if it’s a nest of some creature. Maybe it is. It could be, I mean, there is a possibility there right? Or maybe it is that octopus creature in Pirates of the Caribbean. HAHA cut it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kayak rental fees are RM20 for singles and RM30 for doubles charging on hour basis. We took the kayak for almost 2 hrs but the people in charge there didn’t charge us extra. =D baby didn’t dare to come along so we took 1 double and 1 single. We went out the ocean one round and return. I forced her to go along this time. So she went. Hahahaha bro went to get another single kayak and off we went again. We wanted to kayak til the tree island which u guys can c frm da beach? We were so close to the island but it started to rain so we had to go back to the shore ASAP. It was tiring but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue eating after kayaking. The leftovers and we had some beers along wif unagi. Haha then I got buried under the sand. The feeling wasn’t that nice. U can hardly breath for god sake. But it was fun. They made me a Spartan figure with a nice dick. Lolness. We fooled around until we forgot abt the time! Rush rush! We end up taking bath at permai’s outdoor bathing pit wif only our undies on. But not the girls la, duh! They went inside the toilet and bathed. The water was damn cool but syiook to the max! We bathed quickly and rush down home to get dress and went to Sarawak club to look for my mom but it was too late. By the time we reach, they finish eating already. Paiseh lo, the bday boy not there but the food all gone liao. We end up ordering our own food and dinner’s over and we had no where to go. Not until… Caleb came up wit the idea of going to sing Ks! -_- omg. I can’t sing for shit. Hahaha but it was fun too. Baby got me cheesecake and we cant event finish it. After singing K balik kampong tanam jagung liao. It was omost 3 already, holy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only receive 3 presents this year. Mom gave me a LV wallet and a pair of Evisu jeans. Happy loh! (^^) Baby got me a red PSP! (^^) Aunty gave me Angpao wif a million bucks! Hahaha jokes. =P the other aunty is stingy, so I got nth. Grandma wanted to give me angpao but mom stopped her. Haha but its all good. I would reject it too. Love u, ah ma, mummy, baby, bro and amber, aunty uncle, and kueh lan Allyne. U guys made this year’s bday quite a memorable event for me! (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236899703562803538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SK00iLs1mVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IqO8FHmJld8/s320/DSC02068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2420809137932240191?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2420809137932240191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2420809137932240191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2420809137932240191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2420809137932240191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-go-waaaaaaay-back-to-8th.html' title='Lets go waaaaaaay back to 8th!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SK00iLs1mVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IqO8FHmJld8/s72-c/DSC02068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2375667192553153606</id><published>2008-08-04T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:47:13.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever wonder what is the most annoying thing abt blogging? When u run out of title. hahhaa.. anyways, im back again. My modem is still not fixed. and yes, im at cyber nw. -__- Juz had mcD wid baby and she's off to work. I'd hav to camp here for 2 hrs approx for her. Hope I wont rot that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pc fair is over!! and i earn RM0! LOL because I didn't accept the wicked offer frm the boss. WTH la. 1 error is rm500 and u only get to earn 150 for 3 days. lets say if u work til the last day and u missed out a particular and then u get fined 500 for that. what a waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Monday today. Tmr would be alvin's bday and then mine. the rest i won't bother much cos i cant reli rmbr after that many yrs xD those that im looking forward to is mine, definately! er, alvin's? eventho we lost contact for a damn long time and he never reli bother to reply my msges. my sis's bday! but she'll prob be partying 20 clubs a night there at Aust. My dearest cuzzie and baby's bday which falls on the same date as my cuzzie hong lim. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me and caleb came up wif a plan already. We'll go damai and party at da beach lols. the big prob is, who to invite? lol i hope alvin will come. but i wont knw if he would since he never reply me and caleb's msg anymore and nw, he has a gf D: anyways, best of luck for da man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u like or able to come? leave me a PM! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2375667192553153606?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2375667192553153606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2375667192553153606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2375667192553153606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2375667192553153606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/08/ever-wonder-what-is-most-annoying-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5071889179266572153</id><published>2008-07-31T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:30:03.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pc Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So whats all this abt? Pc fair again this friday. Tmr to be exact. haha.. Anyways, I applied for a job there, in fact, 2 jobs to be exact. Didn't expect any to be approved tho. The pc image one was funny! u knw anything abt hard disk? no. u knw anything abt graphic cards? no. u knw anything abt computers? no. so what do u knw? not much. hahahaha.. the 2nd one is the streamyx one. well, at 1st i tot its only sales but i was wrong. they are far more complicated than i expect it would be. u gotta memorize their packages, how to install this that, how to make a person sit down and fill ur form. and if any of these goes wrong, u would bare a penalty of rm500 - 2000!! WTF right?? -__- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fck it, forget the job thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If ur wondering why i havent blog for quite sometime, my modem spoilt. burnt! lols. Right now its not even fixed yet. I'm at a Ocean nw waiting for baby to finish her presentation and we'll go shopping! w00t~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okok, I'll juz cut short. I wanted to blog abt alot of things but its already like, a week past? Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ahb3r.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and u would have a rough idea on what imma blog abt. she blog pretty much the things that im gonna blog too. so yeah, GO THERE! (^^) But right nw i'm juz lazy already. so dun bother, I wont blog! :p owh yea, if ur reading this nw, pls listen to the song that i've juz posted up at the right side bars. the song name is One and tis by Epic High. I so dammnmnmnmnn love it loh! =D hope u like it too. They're koreans! and also check out Big bang. Their songs can rock ur socks and pawn u anytime! woooooooohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bday in a week time! sad;y, no plans =( aww damn! any ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-5071889179266572153?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5071889179266572153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5071889179266572153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5071889179266572153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5071889179266572153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/07/pc-fair.html' title='Pc Fair'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-1162486282229014985</id><published>2008-07-20T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:01:32.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Bored Sunday</title><content type='html'>Indeed, a fcking bored sunday here at home. I would have gone out but im grounded + baby is having her exams. Caleb is probably at church, sunday is his family day too. But anyways, the point is, im grounded. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom, i decided to edit my blog and answer tags frm gwen as well as jill. sorry if i didn't answer others cos i didn't c any =p i wont visit ur blog if its not full wif pics or funny posts. draggy post and daily routines are not my kinda thing. lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in case u didn't notice the big difference of this blog, i change it to a gay-er blog skin wif a gay-er banner. =D and I updated the links at the side bars. Those are sites i frequent visit/read. i also made my tagboard fatter to fit the skin. i removed the song cos its gay, it kept repeating the 1st 1 sec of the song. wtf right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys would probably wonder y this blog is dead for quite some time..? The truth is.. im lazy! =D not only that, i was busy working earning some money on my own. Its not easy but it sure is fun but really tiring. Rainfest's salary wasn't tat bad. we got rm550 outta that 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of rainfest, i haven't been back there since form 4? 5? 3/4yrs. It was great to be back there. Working there save entrances fee sommore :D c'mon, its rm90 a day and rm250 for 3 days. omg -__- sorry im not as rich as gwen the fatty beng. hahaha she went there for 3 days and stayed at Damai Puri. wowow~ speaking of DP, the new version of damai do look nicer[frm pics]. would love to stay there soon. its new (^^)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this all for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..! xD byees!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-1162486282229014985?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/1162486282229014985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=1162486282229014985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1162486282229014985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1162486282229014985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/07/typical-bored-sunday.html' title='Typical Bored Sunday'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-3145077225856307063</id><published>2008-07-20T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:59:27.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiya, kena again -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules and Regulations:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;2.Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;Quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- happened in my dream lol i'll juz walk away..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) If you have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- leave this gay house even if i hav to work like fck to support myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Are u sleepy now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- not only that, but blur too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Are u confused with what lies ahead of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pretty much of wad i would expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) What's your ideal lover like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- good sense of humor, dun dress like old fashion and dun be a dumb blonde/asian/human?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- it takes to love someone but be urself to be loved =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) What is the one thing that pisses you off about the opposite sex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- think godly of themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) How far will you go for the one you love the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- how far is the furthest? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Is there anything that makes you unhappy these days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- hah! u bet! o0o-__-o0o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.What is your favorite fairytale of all time and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- i cant think of any but snowwhite is damn gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i tag: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gwenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Name 10 people to do this survey&lt;br /&gt;Answer these questions honestly~~ ( formalities )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. aliey&lt;br /&gt;2. elephant&lt;br /&gt;3. ah boon&lt;br /&gt;4. GWENDA lah&lt;br /&gt;5. caleb&lt;br /&gt;6. amber&lt;br /&gt;7. fj&lt;br /&gt;8. jillian&lt;br /&gt;9. kenny sia. HAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;10. lau zhar bo! -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 ) Are you allowed to have a bf/gf?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- no one said i cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 ) Describe urself in one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- lost =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 ) Who would you pick, someone who really loves you, or the one you love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- the one i luv. would u luv a50 yrs old yet 100kg girl if she luvs u? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 ) Have you ever loved someone BEFORE but never had the courage to tell him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 ) Does it feel good to love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 ) God is giving u just 5 more minutes to live, IF you love someone special what will you say to that person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- tell me a joke..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 ) What will you say to someone who doesn't want to believe you??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- whatever la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 ) Was ever a time that you tried to learn to love someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- how can u try to luv someone. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 ) What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- damn gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 ) What can you say about playboys/playgirls?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- memories!! =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[[ * PART 2 * ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 ) Best place to cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 ) Who do you love the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- mom, sis, sis, and elephant. lol i knw la. the question means 1 person but i love them 4 equally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 ) Tell us ur dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- too tired. did not hav any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- i never hate ppl more than a month. =D i luv everybody but not everybody luvs me. so sad lol xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 ) The biggest &amp;amp; most hurtful lie you heard?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;*pooooot*&lt;/em&gt; not me lah. its awful too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[[ * LAST PERSON... * ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: had a beer with?&lt;/strong&gt; - caleb and ber at rain fest. caleb got a bag! not fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: went to the movies with?&lt;/strong&gt; - wif the dark knight. HAHAH -__- okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: talked on the cell phone with?&lt;/strong&gt; - mommy hu is next door, being lazy to talk 10 steps to my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: u hugged?&lt;/strong&gt; - lil sis. she juz asked for one b4 she left to bed. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: u yelled at?&lt;/strong&gt; - buy glow sticks lah! cb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[[ * IN THE LAST WEEK HAVE YOU...* ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; Kissed sumone?&lt;/strong&gt; - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; Sing/sung/song?&lt;/strong&gt; - yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; Danced crazy?&lt;/strong&gt; - no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// Think of the last time u were angry, why were u angry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- glowsticks. =,=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// You will die in 3 mins. Last call?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- dun wanna call. i'll probably die half way and not able to finish my line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// If you could do anything OR wish anything, wad would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- high school life pls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// Would you or have you ever blackmailed someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- been blackmailed. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// Are you old fashioned?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- fck no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- i dun love u, like i do, yesterday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// What things would be the hardest thing for you to give up on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- nth at the mo. im cold blooded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Facts About Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. i get angry fast.&lt;br /&gt;2. i give up fast.&lt;br /&gt;3. i eat fast.&lt;br /&gt;4. i spend fast.&lt;br /&gt;5. i drive fast.&lt;br /&gt;6. i take in any feelings fast.&lt;br /&gt;7. i forget fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things That Scares Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lizards peeping me bath D:&lt;br /&gt;2. being alone.&lt;br /&gt;3. spending money.&lt;br /&gt;4. stuffy places.&lt;br /&gt;5. hantu hahaha&lt;br /&gt;6. sweat smell -__-&lt;br /&gt;7. bad hair days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Songs Playing in My Head Lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. you were meant for me - bellfire :p&lt;br /&gt;2. i kissed a girl - katy perry&lt;br /&gt;3. im yours - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;4. forever - chris brown&lt;br /&gt;5. sexy can i - ray j&lt;br /&gt;6. heaven - bryan adams&lt;br /&gt;7. im in heaven when u kissed me - ATC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Valuable Things in My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. family.&lt;br /&gt;2. friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;4. money.&lt;br /&gt;5. time.&lt;br /&gt;6. food.&lt;br /&gt;7. handphone? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 "First Time" in My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i saw my dogs mate for the 1st time after 3 weeks frm when i got them.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1st time i saw lizards peeping me bath. i sent him down the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;3. 1st time walk the whole street wif a huge bear in hand 4 yrs ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. the 1st time i tried to smoke i omost died of choke lol&lt;br /&gt;5. the 1st time i brought my phone to sch it got stolen durin p.e. wtf&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 shot in the net when i 1st touch a bball. under the net xD&lt;br /&gt;7. i fell in luv for the 1st time 4 yrs ago but it failed. x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Words/Things I Always Use/Say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. really?&lt;br /&gt;2. wtf right?&lt;br /&gt;3. so gay&lt;br /&gt;4. wadever lah&lt;br /&gt;5. what do you wanna eat? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;6. u think!&lt;br /&gt;7. matiak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apparently, i did not c the 1st tag. it wasnt for me. but i answered it so whatever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-3145077225856307063?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/3145077225856307063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=3145077225856307063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3145077225856307063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3145077225856307063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/07/aiya-kena-again.html' title='Aiya, kena again -_-'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-148693537753621180</id><published>2008-06-27T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:50.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SGPStqkcXKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XIycXUpdAT4/s1600-h/wanted_angelina.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216244475388255394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SGPStqkcXKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XIycXUpdAT4/s400/wanted_angelina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Erk, its been a damn parker long since i blogged a proper post instead of reading up funny sites and copy paste them on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, exams are over. I won't comment on how I did cos it only made me feel nervous. fuking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just reached home not long ago. back frm da movie, Wanted by Angelina Jolie. she wasn't the main act of da movie but she is the only person that i knw of in terms of names. The rest of the actors looks kinda familiar but i don't knw their effin name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Da movie owns da blockbuster chart man. I don't knw if it reli owned it but if i were to place this movie in the chart, i would place it on top; number 1, this year, so far~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You guys shud check it out man, even if ur sitting in the A line(the 1st row) in the cinema, its still worth it.Yeah, i didn't deny it, i sat at the front line. Now i need a rest, even if i don't, my neck also need one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sooooooo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216244480919760626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SGPSt_LQbvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/QUgmaUlxBiQ/s400/wanted_angelina_jolie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: angelina jolie looked stunning in da movie. i wanna fck her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; @#$&amp;amp;*^%&amp;amp;(&amp;amp;*( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-148693537753621180?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/148693537753621180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=148693537753621180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/148693537753621180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/148693537753621180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/06/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SGPStqkcXKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XIycXUpdAT4/s72-c/wanted_angelina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2528957638649214403</id><published>2008-06-25T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donkey Down a Hole =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SGFUZi1R6lI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gvoqx_DjvJ0/s1600-h/donkey+lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215542641295485522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SGFUZi1R6lI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gvoqx_DjvJ0/s400/donkey%2Blol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A donkey sits trapped in an abandoned well before being rescued Thursday, Sept. 13, 2007, at the Bryan Nelson residence about 10 miles northeast of Underwood, Minn. Firefighters dismantled the well to free the donkey which had some bruises and lost some fur where it rubbed against the concrete walls of the well, but was otherwise fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A donkey is happily eating grass again after falling down a dry, abandoned well and being freed in an intensive rescue effort. It appeared that the animal wandered away from its farm and onto some boards covering the well, which broke, said Bruce Huseth, fire chief in this western Minnesota town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firefighters quickly realized that the animal, which belongs to farmer Warren Gundberg, couldn't just be pulled from the abandoned well on Bryan Nelson's land.&lt;br /&gt;So they started pulling away earth with a tractor and dismantling the well block by block Thursday. Once one wall had been taken apart, firefighters put a harness around the donkey and guided it out with a rope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Whatever it takes," Nelson said as he watched his well come down. "I love animals, and I'm just glad it's OK."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gundberg admonished the animal after the rescue: "I bet you'll think twice about doing that again. If you would have stayed home you wouldn't be in this trouble."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huseth said that he has rescued cows that have fallen through ice, but that the donkey was a first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2528957638649214403?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2528957638649214403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2528957638649214403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2528957638649214403'/><link rel='self' 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height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AE1OUF6Mrdk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AE1OUF6Mrdk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i miss my old wallet, the fake LOUIS VUITTON i got frm vietnam, man.&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/6130938291851276790-5282341377335789390?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5282341377335789390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5282341377335789390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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It was reported the 36-year-old, from Singapore, was mentally unstable and had previous convictions for drug and sex-related offenses. He molested 23 women over the course of 15 months, smelling their armpits and touching them in lifts, staircase landings and their homes. It was claimed the court handed out a jail term, normally reserved for hardcore criminals because the man was likely to commit crimes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Singaporean court meted out the jail term and canning, normally reserved for hardcore criminals, saying the man was likely to commit crimes again. He is said to be obsessed with the underarms of females.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 36-year-old man with a penchant for sniffing women’s armpits has been sentenced to 14 years in jail and 18 strokes of the cane in Singapore. The caning was to be administered "on the buttocks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caning on the buttocks is an additional punishment for male criminals in Singapore for offenses ranging from vandalism to illegal possession of drugs and rape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Despite the seemingly trivial nature of his crimes, the sneaky sniffer was charged was molestation. The court meted out the severe jail term after deciding he was likely to re-offend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Straits Times said was mentally unstable, had previous convictions for drug and sex-related offenses. Most of his sexual offense are relating to his armpit fetish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the course of 15 months, the Singapore sniffer molested 23 women, smelling their armpits in his preferred locations of lifts and staircase landings. He was eventually caught after a housewife reported him to the police. Previous victims never did anything to him to the police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-8239529699211892199?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/8239529699211892199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=8239529699211892199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8239529699211892199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8239529699211892199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/06/hahahahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2115235416854896584</id><published>2008-05-31T05:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:50.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finee. i tag u now. do smth abt it! =)</title><content type='html'>I've been tag by :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SEB4uCnPhRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/a2sVVIBqzRo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206293901611074834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SEB4uCnPhRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/a2sVVIBqzRo/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite drinks: vanilla ice blended w/ coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;COPY ME! kenny rogers. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahaha yeah yeah kenny rogers and how bout water front? forcing a 16 yr old to bring a teddy around the whold town all the way to water front. man that was mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sore throat: nop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now reli no sore throat leh (*___*)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ANOTHER LIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh yeah? i gave it to someone and she suffocated it between her gates! T___T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q: Do you want children: twins. [didn't meant to copy u, gwen :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOL i know right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;nolah~ u duno cos u are suku pinkified pig :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you handle the truth?HELL YEAH. &lt;-- i like this 1, gwen :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thank youu. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lols, perasan pig (,")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you too forgiving?maybe? thats why some people are taking advantage of it. &lt;-- this too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i know i knoww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:s this question is not gud.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?yeah. juz 1 person's. i hav the ring too. u knw hu u are ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I KNOW WHO I KNOW WHO!! :D :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i missed out a coffee bean cup and a huge ass card filled wit lotsa words!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 snacks I enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1- Pocky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2- fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3- milo powder -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4- snickers5- gummies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WOOHOOOO GUMMMMMYYYYY! period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've never seen gummy period b4 @___@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 of my bad habits (i can't change em gwen, they are jus so like mine &gt;_&lt;")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1- LAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2- cranky mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3- overly trusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4- soft hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5- spendthrift.and for this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i only have 4 words to say.we. are. so. alike.LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i also hav 4 words to say. don't.copy.me.laah!~ :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ttaaadddaaahhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one blog post done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; smarter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HEHE. ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2115235416854896584?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2115235416854896584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2115235416854896584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2115235416854896584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2115235416854896584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/finee-i-tag-u-now-do-smth-abt-it.html' title='finee. i tag u now. do smth abt it! =)'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SEB4uCnPhRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/a2sVVIBqzRo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-1011837164818102720</id><published>2008-05-29T04:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T04:52:26.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Starting time: 4:27 am&lt;br /&gt;Name: gerald.&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: 2.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: 0.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 10.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 174cm.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: hell = =.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: vanilla ice blended w/ coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: eggs and pancakes and laksa and teh c peng and..&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: yes. one of my hobby back then.&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: when i was young?&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: no idea. used to.&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: yes if its nice.&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: like, y do u need to knw?&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: wallet, hp, CDs, alot lah.&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: burger.&lt;br /&gt;Ever had Chicken pox: yes, glad i had in when i was young :p&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: nop.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: nop.&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: nop.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: sure.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: something that i wanna do but never done.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: no one.&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: some weird girl i met online.&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: cant rmbr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TODAY DID YOU...&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: wish i hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone: ..&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: no.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: no.&lt;br /&gt;Eat: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: being alone in silence.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: no.&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: i duno and i don't wanna knw!&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: HIM! fck him&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 4:35 AM&lt;/p&gt;RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is there a person who is on your mind right now:no.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any siblings: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you want children: twins. [didn't meant to copy u,gwen :P]&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often: nop.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like your hand-writing: no&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are your toenails painted:no, are u stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: no one.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What colour shirt are you wearing:white.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday: read a little books and play games.&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait till: exams are over. [i didn't meant this too]&lt;br /&gt;Q: When did you cry last: no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person: i used to until ppl start to backstab and shit. o0o&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets: family pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?&lt;br /&gt;u tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;i will try if i hav one in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;chatting on msn, answering this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH. &lt;-- i like this 1, gwen :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;maybe? thats why some people are taking advantage of it. &lt;-- this too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;no idea when was the last time i cried. even if i did, it'll be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?&lt;br /&gt;mom and sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. juz 1 person's. i hav the ring too. u knw hu u are ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?&lt;br /&gt;sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go to church?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had one to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?&lt;br /&gt;used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago.. (9 years old)&lt;br /&gt;1- i was 10 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;2- i went to sch.&lt;br /&gt;3- i was fat&lt;br /&gt;4- i was rebelious [this remains].&lt;br /&gt;5- i sliced my moral teacher's motorbike tyres. :D and the wind went fuuuush~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today&lt;br /&gt;1- study.&lt;br /&gt;2- eat.&lt;br /&gt;3- slp.&lt;br /&gt;4- eat.&lt;br /&gt;5- study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;1- Pocky!&lt;br /&gt;2- fruits.&lt;br /&gt;3- milo powder -__-&lt;br /&gt;4- snickers&lt;br /&gt;5- gummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;1- give mom half of it.&lt;br /&gt;2- keep my half frm the half into the bank(25m?)&lt;br /&gt;3- own a car and a simple house wif huge land.&lt;br /&gt;4- buy milo powder.&lt;br /&gt;5- donate if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits (i can't change em gwen, they are jus so like mine &gt;_&lt;")&lt;br /&gt;1- LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;2- cranky mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;3- overly trusting.&lt;br /&gt;4- soft hearted.&lt;br /&gt;5- spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in&lt;br /&gt;1- malaysia&lt;br /&gt;2- swk&lt;br /&gt;3- kuching&lt;br /&gt;4- pig land&lt;br /&gt;5- pussy land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I've had&lt;br /&gt;1- waiter.&lt;br /&gt;2- waiter.&lt;br /&gt;3- a job at a salon.&lt;br /&gt;4- ..&lt;br /&gt;5- ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: gwenda! HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-1011837164818102720?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/1011837164818102720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=1011837164818102720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1011837164818102720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1011837164818102720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5010585188007338232</id><published>2008-05-22T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:26:53.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MVP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yURa9T0-Rjk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yURa9T0-Rjk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a video of Kobe doing a massive stunt. It's funny but yeah. only the MVP can do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lakers - Spurs match was good. i skipped class for the match and it sure didn't let me down yo~ They were trailing alot in the 4th quater but the MVP has the answer, somehow. =p Good one Kobe! ROCK ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Game 2 &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Game 2&lt;/span&gt; Game 2 &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Game 2&lt;/span&gt; Game 2 &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Game 2&lt;/span&gt; Game 2 &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Game 2&lt;/span&gt; Game 2 &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Game 2&lt;/span&gt; Game 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-5010585188007338232?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5010585188007338232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5010585188007338232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5010585188007338232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5010585188007338232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/mvp.html' title='MVP!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-9133151039161339447</id><published>2008-05-22T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:21:41.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Blondie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQdhMSEqhfg" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Question : Recent polls have shown a fifth of Americans can't locate the U.S. on a world map. Why do you think this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answr: "I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, some people out there in our nation don't have maps and, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I believe that our, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, education like such as, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, South Africa and, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the Iraq and everywhere like such as, and I believe that they should, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S&lt;/strong&gt;., &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, should help South Africa and should help Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-9133151039161339447?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/9133151039161339447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=9133151039161339447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9133151039161339447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/9133151039161339447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/dumb-blondie.html' title='Dumb Blondie'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2442609754121832295</id><published>2008-05-20T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:53:28.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WaaaDaaaFaaaaaaaark!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kuching is becoming &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wtf is wrong with the world man. Didn't realised it until Caleb actually go search on them. It's really shitty now. The whether is so terrible, the sun is shinning at 100C every day. We're cooked like egg on sizzling hot plate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;What has gone wrong with the world?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Fark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2442609754121832295?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2442609754121832295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2442609754121832295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2442609754121832295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2442609754121832295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/waaadaaafaaaaaaaark.html' title='WaaaDaaaFaaaaaaaark!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-4721976814509132029</id><published>2008-05-08T16:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:26:28.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfairness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you tried living in an unfair environment for 19 yrs? Since the day ur born, whatever fck you do, is wrong. Whatever she does, is right. Even slapping u in ur fck face is right too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People have feelings. You want respect? Why don't you try to adapt others lives. And see how others gain respect from one another. You want respect? Jusst give up. I will never respect a shit face like you and i wont forgive you for the fcking rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't say things that you don't know how to do in real life. Who doesn't know how to talk? You are a fcking piece of moron shit. Just leave or i'll leave. Moron. I never called you and never will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mark My Words. Even when ur in ur death bed. I will be partying off, not crying. Because its like a dream come thru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you imagine how much i hate you now? It's ok if u don't. I never expect u too, anyways. I don't need a single cent from you. You can take them into your coffin wit u to where ever ur gonna end up at. So what I'm going to hell for writing this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man, you need to knw. Living here is worse than HELL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU DEEP SHIT. t(-.-t)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-4721976814509132029?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/4721976814509132029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=4721976814509132029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4721976814509132029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/4721976814509132029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/unfairness.html' title='Unfairness'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-6442388780900933252</id><published>2008-05-07T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:59:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber FCK-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Listen to the video b4 this one. This vid got me crying out loud. LOL Its juz so funny. How to control tears o..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CgCislj_7YM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CgCislj_7YM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-6442388780900933252?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/6442388780900933252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=6442388780900933252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6442388780900933252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6442388780900933252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/uber-fck-ness.html' title='Uber FCK-ness.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-5593107357060235474</id><published>2008-05-07T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:24:45.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Sweetness!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If our love was a fairy tale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would charge in and rescue you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a yacht baby we would sail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To an island where we’d say I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if we had babies they would look like you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’d be so beautiful if that came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don’t even know how very special you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You leave me breathless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You’re everything good in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You leave me breathless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if our love was a story book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We would meet on the very first page &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last chapter would be about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I’m thankful for the life we’ve made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if we had babies they would have your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I would fall deeper watching you give life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don’t even know how very special you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You must have been sent from heaven to earth to change me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You’re like an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The thing that I feel is stronger than love believe me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You’re something special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I only hope that I’ll one day deserve what you’ve given me&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Breathless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Breathless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EtPaTIMlTzU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only vid I've found wif embeded codings. If you wanna see the official video clip then go surf youtube! ;]&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/6130938291851276790-5593107357060235474?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/5593107357060235474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=5593107357060235474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5593107357060235474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/5593107357060235474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/uber-sweetness.html' title='Uber Sweetness!!!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-7212205146967732807</id><published>2008-05-06T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:19:37.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnBPBFtc310&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnBPBFtc310&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/6130938291851276790-7212205146967732807?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/7212205146967732807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=7212205146967732807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7212205146967732807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7212205146967732807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/true-facts.html' title='True Facts.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-1051418749486086456</id><published>2008-05-06T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:50.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMFAO Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB8zSd5M7gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WraNfwfl_fo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196928887364054530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB8zSd5M7gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WraNfwfl_fo/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stumbled across this while browsing some website that I couldn't recall the add. Took me awhile to calm down myself from laughing gas. lols xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sent it to Steve :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"WTF?  Hahahaha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent to Wheekee :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wicked!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent to Jill :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA WTF!&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent to WunChiang :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tf? (he didn't accept the picture. scared of virus maybe -__- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent to Steven :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL son pei la..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent to G.Liew :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wtf is that?! (he, too, didn't accept the picture. swt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-1051418749486086456?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/1051418749486086456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=1051418749486086456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1051418749486086456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/1051418749486086456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/lmfao-part-ii.html' title='LMFAO Part II'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB8zSd5M7gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WraNfwfl_fo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-6724769871996963928</id><published>2008-05-04T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:51.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMFAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a beautiful saturday afternoon, and I'm at HOME! -___- This sux. My MSO isn't working so i had nth much left to do but to surf the net. One of the common sites i always visit, &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/ryoshi"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I realised I've been pretty outdated in this site as well. So I decided to take a peak thru my friend list. And guess what I'd found??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If anyone of you started playing friendster in the '04 era, you might seen this profile before.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayd5M7dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fyaMbj_qqgk/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196380780817608146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayd5M7dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fyaMbj_qqgk/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES! The profile of the headmaster of Lodge, Gerald 'cb,pubo,knn,sohai,asshole' Lee. I won't say I don't know and didn't have anything to do with this tho. xD Yes, I knw the creator of this page and also the editor! The editor is currenty studying in Aus, Curtin. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayd5M7eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/efaoySzNKFE/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196380780817608162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayd5M7eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/efaoySzNKFE/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'd to say that he did a funny job, he always did back in the old timers. He was the top student, counting back frm the bottom. Sometime he might even get 2nd. But he is someone really nice and funny. Yeah, you can guess it thru the things he wrote on this page don't you? At this stage you probly guess him out already. lol But this is for sure a hit back in lodge. Teachers were talking abt em' too! This page created a chaos in sch for quite some time. But we, the students of 5A are prozas. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayt5M7fI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wWtDLjsPH8E/s1600-h/42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196380785112575474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayt5M7fI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wWtDLjsPH8E/s400/42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't tell me you didn't laugh over this post? No? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bullshit. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-6724769871996963928?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/6724769871996963928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=6724769871996963928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6724769871996963928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6724769871996963928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/lmfao.html' title='LMFAO'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SB1Ayd5M7dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fyaMbj_qqgk/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-8492416683565205869</id><published>2008-05-02T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:27:19.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Left Me Speechless.</title><content type='html'>Aaaaaaaaand Breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disappointed. In you you you you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things that you thought won't change and you won't hope it to be changed, just change. So what if it took such a looong time to built? Nothing is forever, not even the great wall. People said it's a fcking tough wall. Few years later you might see news saying its dowwwwwwwwwn! fuk u guys, it's DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something evil attacking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. don't mind me. I don't knw what I'm typing too. Good Nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-8492416683565205869?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/8492416683565205869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=8492416683565205869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8492416683565205869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8492416683565205869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-left-me-speechless.html' title='You Left Me Speechless.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-7747378521348714925</id><published>2008-04-28T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:51.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is Mr.Alex Ung in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SBTak95M7cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lUMnuWSmmPE/s1600-h/lex.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194016598889655746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SBTak95M7cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lUMnuWSmmPE/s400/lex.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; Omg is that you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-7747378521348714925?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/7747378521348714925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=7747378521348714925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7747378521348714925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7747378521348714925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/04/knock-knock.html' title='Knock Knock.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SBTak95M7cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lUMnuWSmmPE/s72-c/lex.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-3381895881578002383</id><published>2008-04-17T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:51.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moooooonster KILL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SAcoGwiLM8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/BuPn1Fv3nHQ/s1600-h/DSC00073+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190161192140354498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SAcoGwiLM8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/BuPn1Fv3nHQ/s320/DSC00073+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heaven sent,&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Ice Blended w 3 Straws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuf said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-3381895881578002383?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/3381895881578002383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=3381895881578002383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3381895881578002383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3381895881578002383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/04/moooooonster-kill.html' title='Moooooonster KILL!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/SAcoGwiLM8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/BuPn1Fv3nHQ/s72-c/DSC00073+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-6491367880365387929</id><published>2008-04-17T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:39:56.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I'm back because the internet is back lols. Had been really tough this few days without internet at home. Need to visit the CC all the time. You see, I'm helping someone to up lvl his character in MoSiang. The pay was good, not until i had to go CC. What he pays = what I spent at the CC. Stupid isn't it? Yes? No? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of CC, speaking of the people who goes to the CC and speaking abt those people, THEY FCKING STINKS. I had been poisoned by their odurs 2 days straight. My god, why can't people bath before they visit somewhere in public? CB the 1st time was a fat ass. He smelled like he just fell or bathed with market fish water. CCB that smell stink the whole CC like how fast Mad Cow disease spreaded. That moronic Mad Fish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The following day was worse. A long hair dude wif a huge ass mole on the cheek came in and said he need a seat under the aircon. Well, he did and that seat was right beside mine; where the fat ass sat a day ago. CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB this 1 smelled like @!#!@^%*^&amp;amp;()*&amp;amp;%$^@!#$ I don't knw how to describe that smell. Whatever he did was smelly. When he talked, the air turned yellow straight. I almost puked. I paid at the counter and left not even 5 minutes after he arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Malaysia is rich with water supply so, GET A LIFE AND GO BATH LA, CB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I HATE SMELLY PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-__________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-6491367880365387929?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/6491367880365387929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=6491367880365387929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6491367880365387929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/6491367880365387929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/04/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-826077670513703648</id><published>2008-04-14T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:35:11.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My internet is down. Wanted to update for the pass few days but i couldn't get in. I'm writing this at a cyber now. Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have a nice day peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;g&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; fonts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ler&lt;/span&gt; ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-826077670513703648?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/826077670513703648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=826077670513703648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/826077670513703648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/826077670513703648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/04/owh-man.html' title='Owh Man'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-3821092701782721819</id><published>2008-04-03T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SPECIALLY FOR Mr.H of H.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTN: I’ve spent more 3 days on this post, it is a draggy one. I won’t expect anyone to read this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s your day today. I’m glad that we’re still thru life up till now.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known you for the past 15 yrs of my life, since kindy way back in 1992? We may not know each other well back then until I made my return to lodge up to form 3 when we started playing “foot-tins” but the relationship only went on in form 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then you like to punch people and test your strength just on anyone (Ah ah, don’t deny that). Since you got transferred to arts side we became friends once again. It may not seem long counting from then on (2004) but no one can beat what we’ve been thru. So what if it’s only 4 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can talk across the room during class like how we did? No matter what class we’re in regardless who the teacher was. Anything that came up on our mind we’ll just chat it across the room like nobody’s business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186337853692730274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mSzK6EW6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/9ZuWaJtTtKQ/s320/975935359566l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can talk with alien language and weird language like we did? All those weird words that don’t even exist in this world came all from our mouth. Matiak? Kani Kalimantan? Chao Chu La Long Kon? Kaniniaybu? And remember the paper phone I cut out from magazine? Every once Cikgu Charlene lai starts to scold us I would “pick up” the phone and dial for ambulance and say “there’s a patient going crazy here please pick her up”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can walk to class more than 15 minutes late, munching crab sticks, nuggets, fries, ice cream and run like mad when we see cb lee from far? Even if we made a save trip to class/lab, our mouths are still filled with snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can fight back teachers according to our own mood in class? Remember how we fought back every word the teacher has to comment? Remember how that time when you were talking on your handphone during Govin’s class? HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Govin: CK, Gin me the fong!&lt;br /&gt;You: No.&lt;br /&gt;Govin: I said gin me the fong!&lt;br /&gt;You: I said NO!&lt;br /&gt;Govin: hey, yoo are trying my patience naw, yoo wanna gin me da fong or not?&lt;br /&gt;You: No.&lt;br /&gt;Govin: Yoo wait here yoo! *went next door to call Cikgu Lily*&lt;br /&gt;Lily: CK! What do you think you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;You: Talking to my mom on the phone, something urgent.&lt;br /&gt;Govin: In the middle of ma klass! *Indian accent*&lt;br /&gt;You: I said it was urgent!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: C, pass me the phone now I’ll return after school.&lt;br /&gt;You : *passed phone to Lily and went back to your seat*&lt;br /&gt;Govin: Next time you…&lt;br /&gt;You: Aiyah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Govin: *Shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that? I can’t get it 100% right but it was more or like this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can play with just anything visible in class like us? From calks to cards to water bottles to exercise books to abandoned period packs found in the locker to chairs to water host to blackboards to seed looking fruit we picked from the field during P.E to Ketchup sauce from canteen! LOL Throwing calks used to be our favorite activity between short breaks, filled mineral water bottles used to be our favorite too! I can still never beat you in the distance you’ve threw over the fence! Throwing playing cards like Gameblit from X-men to the field, folding planes, many many planes that will be let off to the field from our BRAND NEW exercise books! Tearing up period packs from the a senior’s ex locker and stuffing in to kun’s mouth. Bringing ketchup sauce and make worms from squirting it out from the bottle all the way up on our 3rd floor 4A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who likes to compete with each other even if it was something stupid? We competed in jumping, mineral water drinking, eating, yes, the calk and water bottle throwing, arm wrestling, running, JAVELIN! Out of so so many things you can beat me easily in many of those. No need to say for jumping, you are more than 5cm taller than I am but we still compete. Mineral water drinking, u beat me by 0.few seconds. Sorry I couldn’t remember the exact. Eating is my specialty. Remember my KoloMee in less than 2 minutes? xD There was never a fixed answer for arm wrestling because some days you are weak and I can beat you .^^” Running was never my kind of thing but you dragged me into sports field back then =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342535207083186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mXDq6EXLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sbfgPsztcbk/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We took part in the 2004 sports day and never missed any since then. Remember you ran into the purple house dude and got yourself disqualified and I got the medal instead? I still feel bad about it cause it wasn’t meant to be mine. But knowing you, you won’t take the medal if I would give it to you. The medal is now hung together with my singlet beside your autograph you signed. How I remember we used to be the few who can throw javelin well back then. But I can never throw as far as you did. Not even close to yours. I never mind and eventually I was happy to see you doing it so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever knew where their stationeries went after we held “Operasi” from classes to classes. Remember how we never ran out of ink during our school days? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can beat our attitude of not caring for Kerja Kursus when we were let out of school to do our Geography survey and yet getting an A for it? Remember we sang songs in the bus from school to the metal bridge? Remember how we collected data’s from nice Ah peks and Ah mas? And the arrogant BMW house wife that close her gate on us when we wanted to approach her? Remember we bought RM 4.90 Ah beng t-shirts for the sake of entering the cyber to play CS?! LMFAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also sent to field trips to Gunung something. Can you remember what the mountain’s name was? Anyways, we did a lot of shit there too. The making of blare-witch project was filmed by Kun, Kao Bin, You and I. I still have the video but I cant find any ways to upload it cause its in some kinda ancient format that can’t be recognize by windows. We also compared our abs at the mountain. Kun, you and I. Hahaha.. Kun’s single ab, your flat with crack lines abs and my Bruce Lee 8 jagung. Hahahahaha.. No doubt yours are owning mine now. You were so skinny back then that’s why it was flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Remember our tough holiday when we had no car/transport? Back then we had no license yet and we are not allowed to yet. We took cab till we had no money just to get to hock lee and burn cash on our initial D game? I remember our 1st same car was the Nissan Skyline. Nevertheless, you pawned me all the time because you started the game first but you never neglect to teach me anything that was new and same as I did to you. Back then we weren’t that crazy YET, not till we get to form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, can you believe we actually joined the 3 on 3 street ball competition at waterfront? Lol-ness! Our Vertigo did something out there at least =D considering fresh noobs like us, 2 newbie in basketball and 1 footballers who doesn’t know the rules to ball. I have to say we made something out there. Tho we didn’t win anything but we won tones of memories and a jersey each! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we loved men’s food? We were playboys back then. We dated more than 10 girls at a time. We didn’t cared what others would thought about us, we didn’t cared what we were called after, we didn’t cared how others look at us. We’re always share food too, not the half eaten ones lah~ Remember we always stay back and do stupid things in class? We even wrote out all the girls’ name that we’ve dated! But we learnt our lesson when we found our right ones but it was too late. We tried to get rid of the queue when we just wanted one of them but we barely made it to our goal. My right one, you are reading this, you know I didn’t do it on purpose. I know you won’t trust me but this is the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Form 5, it was the craziest year for us. It also came so fast that the next thing we knew, you were having your first training to obtain license for driving! No words can describe how your first time was like! Hahahaha your car just dashed front b4 you went on smoothly. In no time, you were actually allowed to drive. We made our first trip to Sunny Hill and got 5 small cones each. We competed to see who can finish it first. Oh hell you gotta remember that bro! Because that’s another thing that I can never beat you in, up till today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186337857987697586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mSza6EW7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/5UepZTYyIx4/s320/DSC02566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey bro, remember witch? The girl we always screamed at whenever she walked pass our class? The “AAAAAAAAAAHHH! REAL MONSTER!!” Or acting pengsan when she walked pass us? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CB, when that MaiYaHii song got famous, we even know how to sing the whole song! Heck, you were the founder of that song too. Right before it was famous in Kuching, we were listening to it already. Hahaha you even know what the lyrics are saying unlike me, singing the song without knowing what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Remember how we tricked the pregnant cat into the dustbin after science class? Hehe.. I bet you do bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial D was back on fever not long later. We started spending money on that. H.E was born back then. No one can beat H.E on the last map of that game. Even if they beat one of us, the other would seek revenge back for the other. We had that dream of owning RX8 red color together as our very first car. You think that would happen? I won’t mind which number of car that will end up on but I know some day we will own it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.E was very well known back then. Who doesn’t know Caleb and Gerald? Even the whole staff room was talking about us. Remember how CB.Lee tried to break us? Stupid, you think we can be broken up that easily meh. That two-faced old bitch. Hahaha.. we even had our own blogskins! Its on your RX8badboy.blogspot.com but gone for mine. Can’t seem to access that blog of yours now, maybe no one can besides you xD For those who don’t know what H.E stands for, that is for us to know and for you to find out. H.E spirit will forever have a big slot in my memory. ‘You want it, we serve it’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we planned our future back old days to die from drifting at Tokyo. LMFAO. But you changed your mind the next year. We also said that we’ll be the best dad on earth. But since there is you and I, that will be two number 1 dad. Unlike shit heads like you know who, who celebrates every father’s day alone? Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would switch on the radio whenever we’re home. Then complain about the song that doesn’t suit to be number one over the weekend on Rickdess! Hahaha and discovering songs that are nice over the internet. We also liked weird clips and stupid funny ones. Remember the man that smashed his head with disc? Lol-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, I’ll be over your house every morning and lunch time during school days. I need to say that, you take soooooooooo long to brush your teeth! Hahaha! Maybe that is why you have pearl white teethes now. I’ll be waiting for you to be done then we’ll walk to school. Sometimes late, sometimes just on time, sometimes we even met CB Lee on the way to class.&lt;br /&gt;Basketball was one of the in-thing to do back then. We play bball like crazy mad cows but we were noobs xD But who cares right, we just shoot our hoops and feel good about it. We often challenged each in silly shots like half-court/face down shot/looking to the left or right shot/looking at you shot/ looking up shot, etc. shots that no one can imagine of, we could. I think you still owe me pizza, bro ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the mid of the year we rarely stayed back school because we went to attend POH PEK KUN’s tuition! HAHAHAHAHAHHA You didn’t get to learn much YET you spoiled the mail man’s mail box! LOL!! I bet you’ll remember it man. That idiot just dashed out the moment you broke his beloved mail box. We still owe him a few bags of shits on his wall and outside his shop xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was my turn to drive, that was where the fun part came along. Remember going Hock Lee for initial at break during SPM?? Ownage! That day you were a sleeping bum and you couldn’t wake up for exam -_____- I called you but you didn’t pick up my call too. It was already 8 and the exam was about to start. Papers were already given out on the table and the examiners was about to call for the start, I left and ran to your house, omg I couldn’t believe it, YOU WERE STILL SLEEPING! Hahahahahaha I quickly woke you up and you got dress and all and by the time we got there, we were already half an hour late but the funny thing was, we came out half an hour before the exam ends too because it was EST! LOL it was 9.30a.m I remember clearly because when we got to Hock Lee it was rarely 10 a.m and the arcade wasn’t even open yet. It opened not long after and we played till we forgot about the time! Exams was in a few mins by the time we got out, to make it worse, the road was jammed because it was lunch hour. We took every short cut possible and end up over shooting the road that we’re suppose to head for. We turn out and drove up against the opposite traffic. LOL That would be something that we would remember in our lives. It was scary since there was many cars but we made it to the traffic light anyways : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bro, please remember the umbrella man? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending our high school years was horrible. I miss school and I miss fun! =( I went into Swinburne but you couldn’t join me because the course you wanted was not available. STUPID SWINBURNE! You went back to Lodge for A-levels but we never lost touch. We hung out quite often and visiting each other quite often as well. Remember you drove Pajero to visit me? Hahahaha and you almost drove CUPPOCINO too! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339296801741842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mUHK6EXBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Qce8ESp2tKQ/s320/DSC03720+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 was the year of partying too. You slept over my house when my parents were away. We’d take the car out till very late at night to do stupid things. We discovered the lanun path, we went CKB! That wowow ran so fast when we were slowing down behind her. HAHAHAHA! We also saw an ah pek jogging at 4 in the morning near green heights. That freaked us out -___- We also tasted roti canai tisu and alcohol chili sauce with burger at 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had hard times too during the sleep over. Remember that very day when we woke up and was suppose to go lunch with Cikgu Lily and you locked my car keys in my car and we spent the last 50 bucks note we had, to open the car door and we ended up eating just crackers from 7-11. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running the marathon was one of our unforgettable moments too. The day before the marathon, we still went clubbing till late night. When were on out way home we saw the ah pek near star there and he was wearing the marathon shirt, warming up already! Lol! We went back to my place, so did Ah Boon. We barely slept and we also woke up an hour late from the time we planned to wake. We did not eat anything for breakfast. We got scolded for asking the stupid judge where about to register and he just yelled at us and asked us to start running. It was stupid because we knew even if we ran over the finishing line in time; we would not get anything since we did not register. But since it was just for the memories, we ran from 7 until 3 in the afternoon. I still can’t believe we did that. We were tired and had sunburn but we had fun! We even met spongebob in out run xD we also met many chicks at the resting pit, we took many pictures and came across many road signs that we’d never met before, we met a lot of new friends, the guy who pee-ed and got us lol-ed at. Remember we beg the kind ah pek who was selling soya milk? We had 2 bucks and it was 2 bucks for a bottle. The ah pek was so kind to accept our 2 bucks and gave us 3 bottle! The bottle is on my table now ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339292506774514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mUG66EW_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/iplDnldwajA/s320/DSC03184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We formed the PartyAnimals™ gang with Ah boon in it. We had many activities every week. Going damai for day trip was something we do quite often. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339283916839906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mUGa6EW-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/fAGK-LEKbiw/s320/DSC03158+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bringing snacks and drinks is enough for us to have fun. : ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339296801741826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mUHK6EXAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UfwvRI_3i_I/s320/DSC03186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;CS was our favorite pass time thing to do. We would spend our weekends at Ocean Cyber Café at night. Sometimes we even end up paying over 20 bucks a night there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186341693393493058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mWSq6EXEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NrouMqNap8c/s320/DSC05046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When there are special events like concerts, we would never miss it. I’ll be the one finding tickets and Ah Boon would be driving us there. One of the nicest events would be the Wang Lee Hom concert. It was on ah boon’s birthday that day. Oh yes, we sure enjoyed that day, so did the lucky birthday boy who piggybacked a stranger! HAHAHAHA! We stole banners and posters of Lee Hom and we met Charlin (I think she’s gone back to China already) the hock chick! xD The moment Ah Boon saw her he went mad, agree? He was willing to climb the lamp post as well as the tree to get the poster! LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PartyAnimals also celebrated their first lantern festival together. lol. We went around buying lanterns but it was out of stock. We went to friendship park empty handed but somehow we manage to get a lantern. Do you remember who was it from bro? I can’t really recall. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186337857987697602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mSza6EW8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/FtRJazyqMcM/s320/DSC03065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The only thing I cannot forget is our lantern was hung the highest on the tree that time. I remember we walk pass a fat ass with a lot of girls around. He was trying to hang lanterns for the girls. Not wanting to lose to that ugly thing, we had an idea, we went over, u jumped to grab the highest branch possible and I helped to hold it while Ah Boon climbed up to hung our lantern. It was twice as high as the fat ass’s height. Lmao. We stood there and admire our masterpiece. When we left, the evil fat pig took our lantern down. Lolls we didn’t cared much and left to UG for CS. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186337857987697618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mSza6EW9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/v-4Buyh1IlY/s320/DSC03067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our ways to the Digi street blast too when you and Ah Boon was dressed in sumo suit and challenged Ah Boon in the knock out activity. Lol u also won a stupid small ice cream for your lucky draw and I got too fast too furious sun shades. We saw very fucking nice fireworks that night and watched Gary Chow in concert too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186341693393493042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mWSq6EXDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/yK0SMLdllXI/s320/DSC04591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love durians, so do you! We hunted for durians from time to time. There was once we even argue with the lakia at Sunday market while haggling for a lower price. We end up not buying from and I kicked his durian aside and no, my foot did not hurt a bit xD then we went to his competitor’s stall to buy our durians and we head to reservoir park to enjoy our durian feast =D I wonder how tall have our durian tree grow. Do you think it is growing? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon in the middle of the year we discover another member and formed S.H.E! lol! Weird name but it’s a guy gang, people! We discover the funniest person on earth; cb Alvin lol and he never gets angry. Well, at least we had never seen him get mad at anything. We went to the Swinburne dance party together. That was our first time out together since the clan was formed. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a very easy year for me that year. But whenever I had problems, you would be there for me. Call me when you had no credit to reply and stuff. You picked me up at just anytime of the day. There are a few times you picked me after 1a.m. remember the chong lin park? The kicked out? The quarrel? All the shits from him, you were there to Para and Sniper them down for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where we started to love Green tea and BINBIN! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186341693393493026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mWSq6EXCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2W6JGxcfKW4/s320/DSC04325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year, but it went pass and then came 2007. We still hang out you still sleep over but the chances are getting lesser. I still go over your house whenever I could. We would walk to Unishop to get snacks and burger and bring it to lodge for picnic. We just sit anywhere we want. We had our own song player. Haha we eat we walk we laughed. It was really good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the Happy3Friends is still alive. Hehe Our very own official hang out/happy/sad place is Friendship Park. Not long later S.H.E became Happy3Friends™. We would visit the park often on weekends. There, we talked just about anything ranking from happy to sad along with our drink; Heineken. Vin was the funniest during drunk sessions. Hahaha remember how to puked? I still have a picture of it in my comp. the puke stain is also taken. Yucks but it was damn funny loh! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342294688914530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mW1q6EXGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-DdDQ7ORucY/s320/DSC05855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our early visits we met that old guard who chased us down from Laksamana Cheng Ho’s(LCH) statue many many times. You said he could be our nr\ew member as we form F4. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342303278849170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mW2K6EXJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YX5nwJYlZyc/s320/DSC05862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;LOL maybe you don’t even remember this because you were drunk that time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186341697688460370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mWS66EXFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/de98DNXG3JI/s320/DSC05837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haha. We did many stupid things there too. Pee in the pond, pee on LCH’s cape, ran the pebbles path. It hurt my foot the next day but I did not regret doing it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342298983881858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mW166EXII/AAAAAAAAAFo/7GvdKj4LXLY/s320/DSC05859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also picked up a dead fish and shit, it stunk like FCK but Alvin treated it like his best friend. Lolls it smelled really bad x 2! We also took a video of us playing light sabre. The night guards were amazed! HAHA &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342298983881842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mW166EXHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CNpEkJq0lAw/s320/DSC05857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park made us see what reality is like. We saw real life breakups, we met peoples. Some were malay and they turn out quite nice after all. Somehow it changed my view for malays. But I will not have any good impression for all of them, not even in the future. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigdaddy, AhLeb and gingy soon came into MoSiang world. Remember how long you persuade me to play? Haha.. I was so lazy that time. When I start I thought going up to lvl 4 in such a fast time was pro but you replied this à im lvl 16. lol. (full stop) -_____- hahaha.. silly me. That time vin was lvl 24. Damn. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 was not that happening. We attend a lot of birthday parties tho. You taught me how to play pool too. Long time we haven’t visit the 2 bucks per game place loh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after you finish you’re A levels, Vin came to Swinburne and you were free because you don’t know where to continue your studies yet. You said you wanted to earn some money before you enter university and so we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to work at AhLung hair zone together. It was fun. Our mushroom soup and onion rings! Hahaha.. and Ah Mek the sick girl’s photo got you wanking, remember? HAHA! Or you wanted aunty Silvia? o_O xD We learnt not much stuff from Zoe but we did had lots of fun. Especially on Mondays during Zoe’s off day. Hehe we shaved the girl’s head. That’s the only thing I could remember off. HAHA!! Only you know what I’m talking about now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad when Vin was always busy or he couldn’t make it to this or that. You can’t go out at times when your dad says no and you also met someone new which I’m happy to see you happy now. I can’t stay out late because of you-know-what. Life was reaaaaaaally hard to pass until we reach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no picture has been taken together this year*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right on the first day of 2008 you texted me and told me this is my year because my birthday would be on 8.8.08. It was really random but I had a good laugh and hoped it would be a good one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen to Happy3friends and most the important, H.E? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good wasn’t enough yet and the bad made its way to me already. I had more problems and I could only tell myself about it. Many times when I felt down I just went to bed and hope when I wake up everything would be fine but it was not a good solution. I don’t know since when we’re not that us we used to be. Suddenly there was a large gap in between us. Words won’t just come out naturally like how it had used to be. It is understood that people will have their on lives to pursue and their on dreams to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I would like to thank you for all the memories we’d created and will be creating in the future (maybe). Thanks for times when you were there for me despite having problems yourself too. Thanks for pointing out my problem honestly that made me noticed that I was really wrong. Thanks for being my friend and those crazy moments, doing that thing we do, honking all the way, singing out load (Garden in my guitar~ would you everrrrrrr let me down~!) like nobody’s business, stealing road signs, stealing banners, doing pointless things, getting drunk with me, stood up for me, taught me new things, many many more. If I were to continue the list, I might even take a life time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned at the beginning of the post, I spent more than 3 days working on this post. It is not bullshit. Others might read this and comment that these are all stupid bullshits. Lame lah, dumb lah, but fuck them all. This is truly from me to you. I won’t know when will be the next time I’d be writing such long words for ya. This might be my last, who knows I might post this post and walk out then get ramped down by a truck. But before this, I hope you can quit smoking, know what are your rights, friends are important no matter what, and remember you were a part of H.E. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t know when you will get to read this since you don’t even know the existences this blog. You might read this one day or you might never read this. But one thing you will know and need to know is, I appreciate what you’d done for me and I never regret knowing a person like you. You hold a firm place in my memory, always. Hope you had a great birthday this year eventho I don’t know what you did on that day. Cheers to H.E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Fection ah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Created by h.E and laughed in year 2005-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confucius said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Copied by H.e and used in year 2005-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Want It, We Provide It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Created by H.E in year 2005-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, the crab left the crab kong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Said by H.e without noticing how that rhymes in year 2005-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup&lt;br /&gt;If you put water into a teapot, it becomes the teapot,&lt;br /&gt;If you put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle&lt;br /&gt;Now water can flow, water can crash, be water my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Founded + copied and recited by H.E in year 2006-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你爸爸爱你妈妈吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Created by Happy3Friends in year 2007-&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342526617148578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mXDK6EXKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/caTLJWDgw3Q/s320/DSC05863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I Wish Happy3Friends will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Caleb. You are forever a bro to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-3821092701782721819?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/3821092701782721819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=3821092701782721819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3821092701782721819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3821092701782721819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/04/specially-for-mr.html' title='For You.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_mSzK6EW6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/9ZuWaJtTtKQ/s72-c/975935359566l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-7086159263824048125</id><published>2008-04-01T09:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:57.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Wash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I knw its weird to make a post on car wash but but…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184078662240328514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GME66EW0I/AAAAAAAAADI/0KLTHUvTWaw/s320/DSC00074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Original Car Wash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come, I’ll take u for a peek thru this place. This car wash is owned by Ming Kiong group which is located near Sunday Market; Kuching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those who doesn’t knw what or who this Ming Kiong is, most of the mangoes u ever eat/ate that taste damn good, its frm them. They produce ownage mangoes too LOL. Their mango garden is near the fly-over to Kuching International Airport lo.. But It has been cleared and currently constructing a 5 Star hotel. What a waste. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184080848378682226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GOEK6EW3I/AAAAAAAAADg/EaZIDa3rVwM/s320/DSC00065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u enter this car wash place, u just gotta tell them what shit u wanna do wif ur car and they’ll do it for u but the price is not light lo.. I didn’t take a pic of the price list cos I’m not a kennysia kinda person who is nt shy to take juz anything he sees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184087020246686610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GTra6EW5I/AAAAAAAAADw/S3BdPj_81vc/s320/DSC00072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I’m not wrong, the price for normal wash is RM10, Wash and vacuum is RM 30?(Inclusive of 2 drinks), Wash vacuum and waxing is RM50(I’m very sure of this one cos it’s the one I picked) and comes along wif 3 drinks. The drinks are pretty limited, only lime juice, tea and coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184076179749231314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GJ0a6EWtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DaH9JKpP9mM/s320/DSC00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The outdoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, u will be presented wif a remote looking device. This thing will ring once ur car is ready (Sorry I forgot to take pic of the thing). Then u may proceed to whether the indoor or outdoor seats. Air conditioned for the indoor and fresh air for the outdoor. DUH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184078662240328498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GME66EWzI/AAAAAAAAADA/-0LbfHzr63I/s320/DSC00073.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The chilling looking place. Yes Gwen, Chill chill~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I went to the indoor cos the weather was hot (forgot to take pic again). And then, there will waiters serving u wif a menu of nice nice food! The foods are blardy expensive, not til u c how big the portion is it. So it is actually reasonable priced. I ordered a pineapple fried rice and it came juz like this : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184082888488147842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GP666EW4I/AAAAAAAAADo/D9XInqvP2kw/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I forgot to take a pic of it again cos I was too hungry xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the pineapple fried rice is like, there is half real pineapple covering a lot of rice underneath and I mean A LOT wif the mixture of some nuts, small strips of eggs, sweet pineapples and raisin. After eating the rice along wif my 3 lime juice, I went outdoor to wait for the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain! WTF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184076871238966018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GKcq6EWwI/AAAAAAAAACo/sM9UM5D3dxw/s320/DSC00064.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raining yet Beary-fishy was out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, they weren’t done wif the waxing part yet. So I waited outdoor and fell aslp. After a while, I was woke by a sms saying Michael Chai has changed his digii number to 016-@%^&amp;amp;*(#. I was so blur and texted back that number asking who she(he) was cos I read Michael as Michelle! -_______- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I went to the toilet to get myself wake by washing my face. WOW, the toilet was so pretty. The cubical part was linked to the ladies room and u can make ur way to the ladies room by walking pass this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184076875533933346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GKc66EWyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IZrzBND5l1U/s320/DSC00069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Scenery a.k.a path to ladies room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL this scenery kinda place was right beside the cubical so if u wanna peep the ladies u juz have to walk along this wet place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184078666535295826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GMFK6EW1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1z9aFksexyA/s320/DSC00077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The mirror inside the toilet was kinda weird looking too but it is huge lo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus, the lighting inside the toilet is dim and there is a high chance that when u take a shit, u’ll prob slp in there cos its so warm in there. Hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GMFa6EW2I/AAAAAAAAADY/6HV1SBmVapU/s1600-h/DSC00079.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184078670830263138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GMFa6EW2I/AAAAAAAAADY/6HV1SBmVapU/s320/DSC00079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; LIGHTINGS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, the lightings :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shit remote started to ring, that means car done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, the car was dirty already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;-_________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-7086159263824048125?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/7086159263824048125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=7086159263824048125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7086159263824048125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/7086159263824048125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/04/car-wash.html' title='Car Wash.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R_GME66EW0I/AAAAAAAAADI/0KLTHUvTWaw/s72-c/DSC00074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-442704624412491657</id><published>2008-03-30T15:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:58.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R-9Aj66EWsI/AAAAAAAAACI/Omjunf0qx7U/s1600-h/DSC00020+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183432681979140802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R-9Aj66EWsI/AAAAAAAAACI/Omjunf0qx7U/s320/DSC00020+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sports day 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sports day this year is another let down -_- But at least Yellow house had the lead for a few good hours. Reach Jublee ground abt 9 and then came gwen wif 2 piece of shirt on and she claims that it is hot. Hahahaha.. Hot as in the weather hot or stuffy or whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gwen if ur reading this for what-you-knw I saw la. Lol It was beige in color xD LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s sports day is hot hot hot and madness hot -_- The whole place was stuffy and within awhile I turned into a chili looking person zzz Red like fuk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183430491545819762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R-8-ka6EWnI/AAAAAAAAABg/IJqLHMv3C6E/s320/DSC00023+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOT!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb came later after having his laksa breakfast nearby and later on, Vin came too! All the way from Trinity Church BY FOOT! Lolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sports day mood wasn’t reli there cos there were many nubz that we hardly knew. Caleb reached abt 11 after having his laksa, came over awhile and left at abt 12 after our drinks toghther. It was boring this time. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In d past we did everything possible together but this time, I ran the Ex-Lodgian race alone. Vin couldn’t join bcos he had to go help his dad with some treasurer thingy and join his aunty frm Miri for lunch later on. T_________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having juz 3rd place. It wasn’t fun at all. But I heard Gwen cheering. xD I also ended up winning 2 tins of soft drinks only -_- Unlike last year there was medals for 1st 2nd as well as 3rd of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183432441460972210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R-9AV66EWrI/AAAAAAAAACA/R6qTxxWMwm0/s320/DSC00025++copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honorable "Medals"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall results were Red, Purple, Yellow, Blue or green, Green or blue. Wasn’t aware bcos I was busy fanning myself frm the stuffy surroundings.&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183431771446074002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R-8_u66EWpI/AAAAAAAAABw/OuUPi2vHPnA/s320/DSC00024+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow House still ROX!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-442704624412491657?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/442704624412491657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=442704624412491657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/442704624412491657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/442704624412491657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/03/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R-9Aj66EWsI/AAAAAAAAACI/Omjunf0qx7U/s72-c/DSC00020+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-3819235825475854722</id><published>2008-03-28T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:46:10.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minima is still the best skin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you get what the title means? If you are a blogger perhaps you would understand. ANYWAYS, minima is a skin name which is also used as my blog skin that you are currently viewing. I'd been blogging since form4 back when i was naive in this "industry". I rmbr starting off wif &lt;strong&gt;Black Minima&lt;/strong&gt; back in the olden days of my blogging life. Then I soon discover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and then on I was using &lt;em&gt;woolalas &lt;/em&gt;skins. But of course la, I pirated all my skins back then. All stolen from &lt;strong&gt;Skin Of The Day a.k.a SOTD&lt;/strong&gt; frm blogskins dot com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to those SOTD i learnt how to conquer HTMLs and it helped me a hell lot when I was doing IT 2 back in foundation last year. Many were amazed how i manage to read HTML codings when I was a dirt bag of the class, talking/eating/gambling/sms-ing/everything that doesn't concerns IT and paying attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still rmbr we were tasked to design sum crapie websites with using JUST HTMLs. Then we were also assigned to give a presentation regarding IT back in IT 1. All my topics were abt blogging. Damn.. I sure owe blogger a big one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, I'm still wif blogger. In fact, starting a brand new blog once again. A simple one instead of a &lt;em&gt;hula hula&lt;/em&gt; one before. Thats why i choose Minima and this time, the WHITE one! Partly because of the Beary-Fishy banner up there. Because I made it white. (YES, i made the banner myself via photoshop and 100% genuine) LOL This is gonna be a permanent blog of mine and the address would not be changed and even if it will, I'll imform all readers this time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Promise :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvC6VS4Np4U&amp;amp;color1=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check this vid out. I pirate it off &lt;a href="http://ahchiang.blogspot.com/"&gt;WC's&lt;/a&gt; blog cos its too nice. :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-3819235825475854722?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/3819235825475854722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=3819235825475854722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3819235825475854722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/3819235825475854722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/03/minima-is-still-best-skin.html' title='Minima is still the best skin!'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-8966684351783561421</id><published>2008-03-28T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:45:31.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Hours Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Class was at 830a.m. Gerald was there at 9 a.m. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been to class regularly nowadays (claps claps) and its kinda fun actually. I woke up late but I manage to get to school unlike last time, late = absent. :p You see.. I'm a very well changed version of Gerald now. Not saying I'm a good boy or what lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, bumped into &lt;strong&gt;tracy&lt;/strong&gt; today. &lt;em&gt;Wah Sai!!&lt;/em&gt; I gotta admit she look sooo &lt;em&gt;chio&lt;/em&gt; now man. I was blur cos I just woke up and I was in a hurry.. Didn't reli had a good peep but from far i tot it was some new &lt;em&gt;chio&lt;/em&gt; in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class ended an hour later. Lecturers likes to let students off early too nowadays. Took a cab to cousin's place and mom pick me home after she drop sis down at aunty's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am. Updating as regular as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I'm still working on the pictures illustrations on this blog. Hope you like the Beary-Fishy on my banner and yeah, THANKS FOR READING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-8966684351783561421?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/8966684351783561421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=8966684351783561421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8966684351783561421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/8966684351783561421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-hours-today.html' title='2 Hours Today.'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130938291851276790.post-2281477891019130302</id><published>2008-03-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:52:15.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very Last Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright.. I will finally settle down and stick to one blog address from now onwards. Promise! :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been lacking in post for the past many many months. I'll try my very best to keep this blog alive.. Since I'm &lt;strong&gt;no longer &lt;/strong&gt;addicted to games. Plus(with many exclamination marks!!!!!!!!) I'm efffin` back in school.. Like what the hell kinda thing.. = =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;Jenelle&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Tracy&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Deidre&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Dickhead&lt;/strong&gt; (Gavin), many bengs and lalas in sch lo today.. I'm gonna stop for now.. Need to turn to my books and beg them to throw some knowledge into my head. Mid-term exams are like, in a week time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BTW, who said micro-econs were hard? I just scored full marks today!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For a 3 marks quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130938291851276790-2281477891019130302?l=desir3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/feeds/2281477891019130302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130938291851276790&amp;postID=2281477891019130302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2281477891019130302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130938291851276790/posts/default/2281477891019130302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desir3.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-very-last-blog.html' title='My Very Last Blog'/><author><name>Ryoshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hEJaXtUuCY/R33KZp_vs7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/rKYt6yHojXo/S220/1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
