<?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-113087291714482742</id><updated>2011-11-23T08:37:01.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DesMenism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5620981600967404302</id><published>2011-10-17T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T04:49:26.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gosh. This was pathetic. Is freaking 4.30am right now and i still lying on bed with eyes wide open. Which caused me a super migraine right now. I effing dont want to MC tomorrow. So i have to hypnotise myself by blogging ( via Iphone). If this post existed meaning that i failed to get myself asleep before concluding this post which I fucking dont want to. Tons happened during this week. Cousin married, shocked by juicy gossips which is pretty explosive. ( i'd given stern warnings not leak a single word out or else i have to pay a visit to the undertakers =D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, like seriously, i let go. Despite the efforts, i can. Is not that i " let go" let go, I just giving up trying. I am tired and sick of patching up every single torn parts which happened to be not my obligations but is freaking OURS, god damn it. I will not get envy anymore, cause i personally think is pretty stupid. I will not raged up, cause i dont fucking think that anyone will fucking care. I will not demand cause i am not supposed to. I will not be devastated anymore, cause i view it lightly. Pat myself whenever i did a great job. Ok. I am starting to talk nonsense now. My migraine is overwhelming me. Got to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5620981600967404302?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5620981600967404302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5620981600967404302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5620981600967404302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5620981600967404302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2011/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-717963921248885531</id><published>2011-09-03T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T01:11:11.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Standard</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m going to skip those fancy and breathtaking openings which I feel like puking too writing it again and again. So, to summarize the topic above. I HATE DOUBLE STANDARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;싫어!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is so sickening. If you hate doing something with me, just speak up or turn me down on the spot. Don't give me some masochistic answer which only a 3 year old will be convinced. Fine, let say I convinced due to your exaggerated explanation or whatsoever. But, the most frustrating part was, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YOU DID THE SAMETHING AFTER YOU THREW ME THOSE FABULOUS REASONS WHICH YOU THINK IS CONVINCING ENOUGH.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is not the raging reason. You claimed that is not right and you are blue while i did something. I personally think that what I did is definitely ok. But the mind of yours think that is so not ok. Fine. I know it, loud and clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT, YOU EFFING DID THE EFFING SAMETHING WHICH YOU EFFING CLAIMED THAT IS SO NOT OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You are challenging limit, which i personally think that is freaking not cool. Don't omit the point where I can act the same like you or even worst. Chances given but you took it as granted. Not everyone granted chances for eternity. You have to earned. I know it is not some severe cases which involved blood lust (is that the word), but I just hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;싫어.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I freaking regret what I did. It is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUPID,  BRAINLESS AND IDIOTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So now, I am dispelling the acts I did in haste. In layman's, just to make myself soother.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S: As far as I remembered, you(which may include a group, a person, or anyone) didn't even compliment me more than 5 times or even once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/113087291714482742-717963921248885531?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/717963921248885531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=717963921248885531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/717963921248885531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/717963921248885531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2011/09/double-standard.html' title='Double Standard'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2552258739010539543</id><published>2010-11-07T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T02:24:13.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>This post should be exist in the past few weeks, due to my laziness and some unexpectedness, it dragged till now. Before i step into my high school, my life is dull. I cared what people thought of me instate of what i thought about myself. I am what people want me to be. Fake. Shallow. I cant bear a single embarrassment in that time. Seriously. In the start of high school, i thought entering a new life will brought me something different. SAME. Dignity and own pride were prioritized. Pretending of what you were not was a very tedious and exhausted way to live. But i gritted my teeth and manage to survive the first two years with the same condition. In form 3, came my turning point.&lt;br /&gt;From a almost complete loner transformed into a proud to call people who had friends. Bit by bit, i am exposing myself. Laughed because i am really happy, cried because i am sad, expressed myself based on the true heart. It taught me friends are vital. Therefore, i will try my best to possess everyone of them. Being selfish because of the fear of losing them which will reverse back my life to nothing. Starting to get mad when they met new friends, rage whenever they never invite you for outing when they invited others, get depressed when you felt left out and etc etc. From that onwards, i sealed myself into a chambers to avoid so-called getting hurt. Just prayed hard that my high school life end in a haste. Get myself into college without any hope of getting any enlightenment in my life and bumped into friends which really care about you and cry for you. Without any fear, share every bits of my life with them which i afraid to share with my high school mates because without being prejudice, they will mock you about that. I cant bear the pang of humiliation so i chose not to tell my high school mates. Day by day, they try were getting back in touch with me. I felt embarrassed of what i did in the high school period. We mingled a lot than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Did things that i never did with my college besties. Sooner and later we ganged ourselves. We played hard, laughed hard. But we never ever get deep into each others' life, the fear of repeating the mistake all over again. We had our very own confidant which is not in the gang, but we were totally cool about it. The gang deducted and added. But we stay put. We start to grow and aged. From karaoke to get drunk. Start to get into each others life bit by bit. But still, keeping secrets from each other like dating and family stuff. Left few of us who spilled out our very own secrets without limits. For now, i can freely become who i want to be without concerning my own pride. Take me at it is or just back off, is a very simple equation. But, please dont tell me, i am begging you please, dont tell me what i did was wrong. Dont make me regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I didnt check my spellings or whatsoever, BEAR WITH ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2552258739010539543?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2552258739010539543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2552258739010539543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2552258739010539543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2552258739010539543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2010/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2458348035010213395</id><published>2010-06-26T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:48:43.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3K</title><content type='html'>Hate that. Whenever they called in, automatically they will think that you are obliged to help them or serve them whatever they demand. Excuse me, I am not your slave. Go grab one on the street if you want to have one, MORON. But I am still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, not that bad. Due to picking Cantonese calls do not encounter "3k" people much. I am more to dealing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hongky&lt;/span&gt;. Idle is the fun but sometime it does not go what you expected. Especially the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong airport staff Mr E and Ms K. Dialling in frequently and asked the same questions over and over again despite I had told her or him that it has to be done at the airport itself by calling the Business Support Unit. And they keep on calling and said, as usual "Hello, I am calling from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong airport, I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kxxx&lt;/span&gt;. Can you help me to check a log?"(in Cantonese). But nowadays, i will just stop them when they said calling from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hongkong&lt;/span&gt; airport by saying " Give me the log". Save my energy.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, they love to disseminate wrong information to passenger. Like a call just now. I kept on telling the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pax&lt;/span&gt; that we cant do anything, you have to ask the airport to call the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BSU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;themself&lt;/span&gt; because i cant do any thing due to the check in counter had closed and i cant do outbound calls. And she kept on telling me to transfer her call. Spoke to the airport staff and told them that they have to call the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BSU&lt;/span&gt;, and that staff told the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pax&lt;/span&gt; WE can't do anything. G.O.S.H. Screeching up while trying to explain the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;samething&lt;/span&gt; again and again because the staff kept on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;givingthe&lt;/span&gt; wrong information to the passenger.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much can do, as they think we owe them. Yelling at us, while they are freaking demanding. The most adorable one is the 3Ks. Defined as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kiasi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kiasu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kiamsiap&lt;/span&gt; people. Due to flight cancellation, they will call in and see what alternatives they had. Once you said " Welcome to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jetstar&lt;/span&gt;, Desmond/Damon speaking, How can I help?" They will said " Desmond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;izit&lt;/span&gt;? Why you cancel my flight? You should ask my permission before cancelling my flight!" Idiot. Should I call you and said " Hi, I am calling from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;jetstar&lt;/span&gt;, Can i cancel your flight?" S.T.U.P.I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all as my Rub Rub said, they like to lost their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;PNR&lt;/span&gt; and asked us to change her flight or resent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;iti&lt;/span&gt;. They will never mention what they want at the beginning. They will just said, i lost my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;PNR&lt;/span&gt; can you help me with that. Once you are done, they will said i would like to double check whether i have checked in baggage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;anot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS SO DISTURBING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, finish ranting , felt a sudden relief. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: The office is damn freaking cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2458348035010213395?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2458348035010213395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2458348035010213395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2458348035010213395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2458348035010213395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/3k.html' title='3K'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-4785728848277125217</id><published>2010-03-28T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:15:21.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>My group of my cute crazy friends grabbed me out yumcha AGAIN. We just met like 3 days ago? Awesome. Told that handsome Kajun I am working today, he protested he is working to day too. Fine, I thought  that he is going to announce something because he rarely invite us yumcha, because ocassionally me and peihoong did the job. Head to the destined place as usual. the reason we yumcha was because kajun need to pass the phone to pei hoong.T.T. Xinyi said kajun going to resigned soon, then he will loads of time to bother us. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, around 11.30 i thought i can go home and sleep. Unfortunately, they said we are going to the park. Like park, going to  a damn freaking real park in the midnight. Found a spot, sat there and chatted for 2 hours give or take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having alot of fun while talking with extremely high volume in the middle of the night without worrying we might attack by the residents. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-4785728848277125217?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/4785728848277125217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=4785728848277125217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4785728848277125217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4785728848277125217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8360771635492200240</id><published>2010-03-21T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T09:21:53.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy~</title><content type='html'>Is 9 am in now with 90++ call queues waiting patiently(not all of them) for agent to attain them. Fortunately, I am in CANTON ONLY. Meaning, no calls. Or else, how am I suppose to blog while working? The couple dumped me, resulting me in being alone for the next 9 hours take or give.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is pretty gloomy today, caused everyone feel sleepy. I managed to grab a pillow with me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, I can sleep whenever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 10 agents working today more or less. Please. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; be so stingy in recruiting new agents. We are thirsting for more. How people going to manage 100 call queues by 10 agents? Besides, everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;absenting miserably on Sunday. Anyway, tommorow having Undang Test again. Stupid. I effing hate it. I got 39. Just because of 3 questions I have to pay 50 bloody bucks to retake the bloody test. Who set the passing scheme at 42? Did you study math? half of 50 is 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;50/2=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IS BLOODY 25. MORON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have to read again by doing 500 questions. STUPID, REDUNDANT. Not wasting time, I have to revise now. Damn it.&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/113087291714482742-8360771635492200240?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8360771635492200240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8360771635492200240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8360771635492200240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8360771635492200240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2010/03/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy~'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-6389543773722934199</id><published>2010-03-07T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:28:53.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past</title><content type='html'>Inspired by Clover post. Before they step in my life, my high school life is dull and boring without any enthusiastic to go to school. After their existence, is like a turning point in my life. They taught me alot. I mean loads. Bryan taught me how to be cheerful all the time, John taught me to be to be balance between study and fun, Kajun taught me what is brotherhood in friendship should be, Clover taught me to be optimistic all the time, Xinyi taught me to be cool and be sentimental when it should be and last but not least, the people who i ommitted, they taught how to be have fun while studyibg. Rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the past, I found out I've been very very nut and stupid. Drove mad because of just a little thing that it so small that nobody is going to bother about. I am the only stupid one who is so concern about that. My deepest apologies everyone. Sorry for my hot-tempered, my whiplash mood and my acidic words. Really really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having fun everyday with them. Just hung  out last night for the sake of hanging out. Despite we just met 2 days ago, technically. Laughing my brains out, seriously, why do we have to bring this topic up every time we meet? But we never bored of it. Getting excited and excited each single bloody time. With all the vulgarness amplifying every where with regardless of where,when and why. Awesome. But , honestly, love single bits of it. Thats our true style. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It just went auto shooting xxx  when we meet together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I blog just for the sake of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: There is only two hole not three. And Kajun is GAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-6389543773722934199?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/6389543773722934199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=6389543773722934199' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6389543773722934199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6389543773722934199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2010/03/past.html' title='Past'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-362167141982724262</id><published>2010-03-06T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T13:27:57.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie~</title><content type='html'>Quickie, ( not quakie). It took decades for me to update my grave cold blog. Where should I start? Ok. I'm not single anymore by the way, as he(not good to disclose) said must appreciate each other more. Went to penang with former classmates. We really had a great time, chatting, eating, playing, sleeping, "fat-din-ing" and bak chi-ing. Been long time since we went holiday together, or should I said we never had a holiday before. Enjoyed every moment with them. Went sing k last thursday midnight, everyone not willing to go home especially clover and kj. Kj damn hyper without any valid reasons. By the way, this is the usual him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working as usual as i mentioned ( currently in working condition). Sometimes may hate it sometimes may love it. Like now in Cantonese-only-mode, translation= free like hell. Around 9 hours only 20 or 15 calls or less. Envy? Jealous? Hahaha. With the salary of 1000 plus for working 3 days in a week ONLY. That Ruby more awesome, last month salary 1600 plus. Damn crazy. Anyway, need to go for lunch. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Wait another decades for next reply. Muahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-362167141982724262?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/362167141982724262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=362167141982724262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/362167141982724262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/362167141982724262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2010/03/quickie.html' title='Quickie~'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5433196770022549835</id><published>2009-12-27T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:47:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous</title><content type='html'>By the way, my post is nothing to with the title, but you may think is fabulous. Just a quick update for what had happened throughout the past couple of months. Failed my finance without any doubts. And effing unbelievable that I failed my BLAW. I THOUGHT I did it fantastically, but too bad. Get a C-. Lets not waste our time on that. Ok. I am officially single AGAIN. Pathetic, huh? Not I am so picky that I remain single all the time, is just...maybe I am not the type for early dating? Who knows. I managed to get a job with a mouth watery pay that everyone luring for it. Thanks to the couple,Ruby and Justin. Attend the induction program and learn about the company product knowledge. The fabulous thing was we paid to attend the training. Isn't that great? Went for live call after 2 weeks more or less. I screwed up 4-5 calls at the first. Being complaint and everything you can think of.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started working yesterday, and now there's where the climax is. Customer called and ask for special assistance for the bad eyesight passenger.  Our company doesn't provide such services, and she keep on insisting there is. With my english level I tried my best to explain and convince her. But, she don't even compromise. At the end of the call, she said " You can't even speak proper english? Where do you from? Malaysia? You are clueless about the airport system. I don't understand why you can work for jetstar. Thank you for nothing" (it sounds more or less like this). WTF. If you are so considerate, why don't you escort her yourself? Asking some stupid help where we can't even provide for. Ya, you have such brilliant english accent which spelled A for Elephant. As you pronounce E as A. And A as I. One of the customer mentioned, "can i speak to someone with English as the first language?" Tell you what, why dont you try to speak in cantonese and I'll speak cantonese with you with some great accent and see what will you understand from me. Stop thinking you are so brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's another issue. I don't know why I am the only one who encountered this problem. When i end the booking the credit card went through. But when i clear i, the card decline. GREAT. I encountered 2 times yesterday and one time today. Yesterday, the first time I approached to one of the team leader which are so approachable and assisted me. The next time again, I approached to this XXX. She stared at me and said " There's no one encounter such thing before. Is the system fault or your fault?" Ok. I swallowed it and admit is my fault. Today, those annoying stubborn head customer called up with those accent which you can't even hear what they say complaint that they want someone that understand ENGLISH. I told this XXX. She stared with me with those effing eyes and said "Because you cant handle customer. Isit your problem?" Ya, if i can handle customer with no flaws in 2 days after training, I am in the same level as you and overtake your position. I thought TL should be approachable. Do you think you have the criteria? Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, sometimes customer really appreciate our help and really patience with us. They may think we made their day and really thankful for our assistance.  Never mind, with such pay,I will gulp it and endure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------bear with me, i posted without checking my mistake, due to  tediousness and fatigues--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5433196770022549835?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5433196770022549835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5433196770022549835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5433196770022549835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5433196770022549835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/12/fabulous.html' title='Fabulous'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-493165936285036954</id><published>2009-10-18T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:04:00.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply-Ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ya, my blog is dead, so what Laine? Haha. Sarcastic me some more in your blog. I totally clueless about what to blog. Arr....... Hey, at least I brought you the latest news regarding with your obsessive movies. LOL. I am so forgiven. Well, I changed my layout since everyone complaining of facing difficulties while reading my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;blog. I managed to grab it from the same site of Laine's layout. Before I forget, Laine nicknamed me in her blog as&lt;/span&gt; "t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;he skinny santa des". For your information, I am the version of the santa which forced to fast for around 2 months. Lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;Currently, I am officially jobless. Decomposing at home and doing nothing besides eat and sleep. My girlfriend was in Malacca having fun, while I was sitting at home growing fungus. Lets not dwell with it much. I kinda love my current semester schedule. 3 days classes ONLY. Hohoho. But the cons are, the classes all ended at 5.30. Translation: I cant go home. I need to wander around till 7 pm only can back home. Pity, huh?.By the way, results are pending to release on the 21/10/2009. No doubt, I probably fail my Fundamentals of Finance. Eff it. Need to waste another 80 bucks for it. *Sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;Laine's birthday is around the corner, but I'd planned what to buy for her. Is a/an XXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXX. Haha. If you can guess it, I buy two for you. Hohohoho. Is killing you, huh?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;I think I had keep everything of me recently back on track. Please WAIT for the next updates, reader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;P/S: Anyways,I bought The Host with Kaywai's staff purchase. BUT, I not even start yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-493165936285036954?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/493165936285036954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=493165936285036954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/493165936285036954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/493165936285036954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/10/simply-ness.html' title='Simply-Ness'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3843131010640208969</id><published>2009-09-14T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:37:49.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New moon Official Trailer 3</title><content type='html'>The latest trailer had just released. I manage to grab it on time. Twiilghters are thirsting for more. Here it is, a brand new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_Lj5HKb78g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_Lj5HKb78g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Elaine, there's a great scene of Jane. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3843131010640208969?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3843131010640208969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3843131010640208969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3843131010640208969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3843131010640208969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-moon-official-trailer-3.html' title='New moon Official Trailer 3'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-179239659497084899</id><published>2009-08-26T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:43:10.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things that take my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I been inspired to blog about 5 things in my room that hit My-favourite-things-chart. FYI, my room are freaking messy and packed with alot of stuff that not even mine, due to my beloved, adorable mommy des. She move my sister wardrobe into my room. = =. My room ended up became her wardrobe, a real big wardrobe. *Sigh*. Not wasting time, let see which thing hit my list. The first one........... of course sure is my beloved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;QUEEN SIZE BED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I spent half of my life on it, no way i can omit it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;The next one........ probably is my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;LAPTOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;. Does it counts? Without my laptop, my life is going to be very miserable. I am sure of it. Appparently, this post doesnt exist in the first if I don't have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;The third place goes to.......what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;........... cant guess it?........with the first letter F. Get it? Ok ok. Is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;FAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; FYI, my room is without an air-cond thats why, my fan is the main source of the coolness. Is a table fan anyways. Pathetic, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;The fourth place should be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;SPEAKER THAT MY BOTH BESTIES COUPLE BOUGHT FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; Is my second entertainment in my room. I like to boost up the volume to the max and had a mini concert of my own in the room. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;The last place goes to....................... my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;END TABLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; Insane right? Tell you what, i used to eat on it. I love having meals in my room without any disturbance. Most of all, it allocated my  TWILIGHT SAGA. hahahahahahaha.&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/113087291714482742-179239659497084899?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/179239659497084899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=179239659497084899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/179239659497084899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/179239659497084899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-things-that-take-my-life.html' title='5 things that take my life'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-744340578412279419</id><published>2009-08-24T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:52:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is a conversation where I found that it is pretty funny. Even ky can't stands me anymore. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;D€SmÖñd /DέSm€ñ pÉñÑsÖn™         says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*i freaking love my CAPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*CHEONG KAY WAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*BUGGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*your caps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*FUCK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*潮湿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ding ding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*没有啦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;D€SmÖñd /DέSm€ñ pÉñÑsÖn™         says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*CHEONG KAY WAI FREAKING HANDSOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*WHOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;    D€SmÖñd /DέSm€ñ pÉñÑsÖn™         says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*WORLD GUINESS RECORD THE MOST  HANDSOME IN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*after u finish horr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tell me ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;D€SmÖñd /DέSm€ñ pÉñÑsÖn™         says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*ok ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*u sure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;D€SmÖñd /DέSm€ñ pÉñÑsÖn™         says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-744340578412279419?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/744340578412279419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=744340578412279419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/744340578412279419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/744340578412279419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-6547560295574394191</id><published>2009-08-18T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:05:14.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon Official Trailer 2</title><content type='html'>The second trailer just released. There's a lot of additional scene showed this time. There is also a few second scene of Jane casted by Dahkota Fanning and the whole Quileutes wolf pack. Enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/__4nk303LXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/__4nk303LXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/113087291714482742-6547560295574394191?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/6547560295574394191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=6547560295574394191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6547560295574394191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6547560295574394191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-moon-official-trailer-2.html' title='New Moon Official Trailer 2'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-6761937860161418247</id><published>2009-08-16T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:34:09.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is very very funny. Especially for you laine. You will laugh your brain out. Trust me, you will.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbAppj00nZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/PbAppj00nZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/113087291714482742-6761937860161418247?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/6761937860161418247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=6761937860161418247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6761937860161418247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6761937860161418247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-very-very-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-7602119167267038189</id><published>2009-08-15T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:39:10.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I didn't even lay a hand on my blog for approximately 1 month. Elaine keep making noises at my chat-box. She's going to strangle me if i don't "update". Pass few months, all of us were struggling among courseworks and assignments. Please take note of the "s". There's a ton of assignments and courseworks lapping each weeks, i barely able to breathe. Worst of all, my laptop fan mangled. Every 1 hour (or less) will shut down itself automatically. I brought my laptop to the "medic" and they told me that I need to wait for 3 weeks in order to fix my laptop. Nonsense! The other way was directly send to the supplier that only consumed you around 3 days. The trouble was, how on earth am i going to go? I don,t even know where is eff-ing company located despite I had the address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Therefore,I need to face my laptop towards the fan in order to extend the life span of my laptop. *sob*. Which caused me ALOT of troubles. Let it be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;I don't know why such &lt;i&gt;people&lt;/i&gt; will existed in this world. For god sake, don't &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; think that &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; are damn pathetic? Ruining everything around you. &lt;i&gt;Yourself&lt;/i&gt;, your friend and your relatives. Lets have a great example of what&lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt;did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Lets &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt; A: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy; "&gt;Your uncle said he like to eat "Tong Kee Brother's Moon Cake" only. Please buy some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please Take Note: It might be 80 percent similar to the actual one. Because, the actual one are more stupid and idiotic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Exhibit B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is the insane one. Is not a dialogue anyway, is a scenario. She and her husband received a box of jelly mooncake from my youngest ah yee. Infact, the mooncake was given by her bf. But later they broke up, the two nonsense ask my ah yee to ask her bf to buy again for them. = =//.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Please, who you think you are? Despite you are my grandpa brother and brother's wife, did you play your role well that convinced people to respect you? You are so reckless i must say. Look, this is not the craze part. The craze part was you eff-ing xxxxx messing up all the facts to make people relationship mangle and you will damn enjoy about it. Accused people talked without thinking, look who was talking? You moron. Sorry for breaking my promise laine, forgive me for just today. Ya, you are so perfect. Stingy, boastful,stubborn, and inhuman in the form of your act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;It disgusted me. Oops. You disgusted me. The whole family disgusted me. Stop talking about you, it caused me bad breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Thank you everyone who remembered my birthday. Thanks alot. Especially my dears, darlings and loupo. I love all of you. I am trying my very best to utilize all the gifts, don't worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/113087291714482742-7602119167267038189?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/7602119167267038189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=7602119167267038189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7602119167267038189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7602119167267038189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3714025205843759318</id><published>2009-07-20T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:52:12.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote For Ruby!!!</title><content type='html'>Ruby has been chosen for the "Chocettes" contest. Here are the video. Have a look&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-92bc6931287d7107" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92bc6931287d7107%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB42D47A8DF408F1308023E855BA26A6577F2A93.1233AB2BA52D7328726636D5FA5B58B802CE4539%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92bc6931287d7107%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBjWA2oy3m9S0iF6ikZJCa9KNUKg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92bc6931287d7107%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB42D47A8DF408F1308023E855BA26A6577F2A93.1233AB2BA52D7328726636D5FA5B58B802CE4539%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92bc6931287d7107%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBjWA2oy3m9S0iF6ikZJCa9KNUKg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just vote for her. Is very easy click on to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chocetteszone.com.my/"&gt;http://www.chocetteszone.com.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Move your cursor to the left down corner. Press the "View Top 20 voted videos for the week". Then, in the search video bar enter "Ruby"  and press search.  Easy right? Please vote!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3714025205843759318?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=92bc6931287d7107&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3714025205843759318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3714025205843759318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3714025205843759318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3714025205843759318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/07/vote-for-ruby.html' title='Vote For Ruby!!!'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2075699399047759665</id><published>2009-07-16T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:13:37.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me "Crazier"</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A  brand new music video of &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;my girl just came up. It is a sound track in the movie of Hannah Montana, while she had a minor role in it. As the song said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You make me crazier, crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets enjoy my girl's  "Crazier"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xpY49Q2mjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xpY49Q2mjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-make-me-crazier.html' title='You make me &quot;Crazier&quot;'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2168608472567600230</id><published>2009-07-12T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:10:05.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Headline everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;I am here to announce that, Elaine had been appointed as the Birthday/ Party planner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;*APPLAUSE* Wohooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3589995126678889124</id><published>2009-06-08T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:51:40.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so lame = =</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The existance of this post is because I want to read Laine's blog, then she asked me to post something. Without dragging the time, since I am damn sleepy lets start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today our topic are " How cute is Elaine?" or " Why Elaine is cute?". Personally, she is cute, in some way. How am I going to describe? Ermm....... Although, I am  effing close with her. This is the first time I praised her cute. But wait, she herself dont think she is cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;She is cute when we both gossip about someone, she had a lot of great ideas while I kept created a new one to join hers. Latest news, she think that she looks better than a lot of girls in college. Oh ya, I think Xiang Xun a.k.a her boyfriend had a loads of reasons that can convince all of you that Elaine is cute. Thats all. Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;P/s: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am so bloody lame!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3589995126678889124?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3589995126678889124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3589995126678889124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3589995126678889124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3589995126678889124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-so-lame.html' title='I am so lame = ='/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8630541209414934778</id><published>2009-06-08T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:50:30.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This song "You're not sorry" is the CSI remix version. Where Taylor Swift played a role in this CSI episode. Enjoy it, both the video and the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6ONkydWnSQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6ONkydWnSQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 2px ! important; left: 177px ! important; top: 99px ! important; visibility: visible ! important; display: inline ! important; width: auto; height: auto ! important; position: absolute ! important; background-color: rgb(168, 236, 255) ! 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important; margin: 0px ! important; float: none ! important; vertical-align: top ! important; cursor: pointer ! important; display: inline ! important;" title="Click to translate" src="data:image/png;base64,iVBORw0KGgoAAAANSUhEUgAAABwAAAAOCAYAAAA8E3wEAAAABmJLR0QA/wD/AP+gvaeTAAAACXBIWXMAAAsTAAALEwEAmpwYAAAAB3RJTUUH1QUUDyoqJjAqRwAAAN1JREFUOMu1lMkVwyAMBYe0JGpCNUFNVk3k4AUwxPGS+ILxkzX8jyTH/Sfu9nrmJ3cXlnMASyWRPwd2d5XlHCBZn1BthcbRAdxTZQDI8k3mQzg11rhF+QZ9jdNOcQib6GFQYJYgCFucSRf6GsLU6wEY5yubTFqF2yq1vRwr3INXdQUWG+je1pELX4ED1wDyRAR0WfuAA9gloITyvsFMIMgYInYRqF6rO9Sqz9qkO5ilyo0o3YBwJ+6vrdQonxWUQllhXeHcb/wabMPkP2n81ocAIoLZrMqn/4y2RwP8DcQ+d6rT9ATiAAAAAElFTkSuQmCC" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: auto; color: rgb(0, 0, 0) ! important;"&gt;这首歌你不会遗憾的是CSI的混音版本。凡泰勒斯威夫特中发挥了作用这一倡议插曲。喜欢它，无论是视频和歌曲。&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/113087291714482742-8630541209414934778?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8630541209414934778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8630541209414934778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8630541209414934778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8630541209414934778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-song-youre-not-sorry-is-csi-remix.html' title=''/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3193003540584890611</id><published>2009-06-06T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:49:24.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;First of all I bloody need your patience, while I need to decribe every damn thing that I encountered yesterday. I try my best to skip those nonsense and craps. Mommy Des cooked Curry Chicken for lunch + dinner. The gravy was so mouthwatery that i ended up ate a loads. Around 8 pm, Xin Yi texted me and told me that we had a hang out tonite at 21th Century Cafe, Bukit Mewah, Kajang. For your information, the houses there are all big mansion. One of my junior classmates stayed there. Leave it aside, this is not the thing I want to emphasize . My driver yesterday was Ivy, as usual she kept hovering me when I want to get my driving license. She reached my house around 9pm and off we go. Thats my first time been there. I ordered a large apple juice that only cost you 6 bucks. Damn cheap. I shared with Clover, since she was broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Xinyi brought a new friend to join us. She's sort of friendly in some way. Kajun and Bryan was the latecomers. They suddenly came out an idea to change our place, Beach Cafe. My first time also. Ordered a coke cause had some monetary limitations. Xinyi ordered a watermelon juice which comes with a baby milk bottle. I mean the jug was a baby milk bottle, due to some reasons, there's no photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Went home at 2am. Flipped through some novels than slept. Now, this was the thing I wanna to emphasize, sorry for the bullshits. Suddenly woke up by stomachache at 6. I mean a very serious one. Was like thousand of needles pierced directly to my stomache. Went to toilet above 5 times and vomited around 2 times. The worst part was once I lyed down, the pain striked me. It didnt when I was standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Suffered till 9 am, went to clinic by motorcycle. Along the way to the clinic, I almost fainted, i grabbed my grandpa's waist and fainted. Regained myself when we reached the clinic. It was a crowded morning clinic. Waited, waited and waited. Finally my turn, and the so-called nurse pronounced my name as "Des-morn" rather than Desmond. You should send yourself back to school. Doctor said I dehydrated ended up fainted. He asked me to rest well and dont eat oily food such as " char kuew tiaow" and " bak kut teh". I had a bread for lunch, and now I am having Fillet porridge for dinner. SO pity. But Liyin keep tempting me with KFC. Bad gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;P/s: The reason I stomachache was the coconut milk in the curry was not fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3193003540584890611?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3193003540584890611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3193003540584890611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3193003540584890611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3193003540584890611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/awful-day.html' title='Awful Day'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3365664430072107049</id><published>2009-06-06T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:48:33.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats what gorgeous are!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Found this music video. Taylor Swift is so gorgeous. Which man in this earth will not fall in love with this type of girls? Especially the last part, when she is in her night gown. I am fucking envy with the guy when they both kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AHzIq_n-DQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AHzIq_n-DQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/113087291714482742-3365664430072107049?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3365664430072107049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3365664430072107049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3365664430072107049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3365664430072107049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-what-gorgeous-are.html' title='Thats what gorgeous are!'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-7952452524908091808</id><published>2009-06-01T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:39:42.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Saga: New Moon Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Good news to all Twilighters&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; the New Moon official trailer was up yesterday. There'll be more coming up, I bet. Now enjoy this trailer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&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/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/113087291714482742-7952452524908091808?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/7952452524908091808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=7952452524908091808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7952452524908091808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7952452524908091808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/twilight-saga-new-moon-trailer.html' title='Twilight Saga: New Moon Trailer'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1831749430885659256</id><published>2009-05-28T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:41:23.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Hunks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sh6iaxvBazI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dTxPPOiRYlQ/s1600-h/ThumbJpeg.ashx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sh6iaxvBazI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dTxPPOiRYlQ/s320/ThumbJpeg.ashx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884789018848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the sister post of &lt;a href="http://love-leeshan.blogspot.com/2009/05/followed-by-number-9.html"&gt;elaine's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the reason why I said Robert Pattinson was hot when he was shirtless&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want his body shape. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sh6ia9XPVSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1Cp0SULNtaQ/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sh6ia9XPVSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1Cp0SULNtaQ/s320/l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884792140322082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1831749430885659256?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1831749430885659256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1831749430885659256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1831749430885659256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1831749430885659256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/05/sexy-hunks.html' title='Sexy Hunks'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sh6iaxvBazI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dTxPPOiRYlQ/s72-c/ThumbJpeg.ashx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1991312037758880772</id><published>2009-05-27T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:38:39.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just found out something funny today. Went to mommy des's  office, and work for her. For your information,  mommy des work as a lottery seller. This was the conversation I heard sitting 3 seats away from her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Customer: Kasi asing-asing ah. Orang punya (thats what those MALAY guys  use to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Translation- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Type separately, is for other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mommy Des:Habis bukan? Hantu punya? Gila......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mommy Des was so lame. So, dont blame me i was lame, cause i was originated from my mom. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1991312037758880772?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1991312037758880772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1991312037758880772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1991312037758880772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1991312037758880772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-again.html' title='Random again'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-4150098961766908014</id><published>2009-05-24T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:38:47.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn!! U-mobile modem finally terminated due to the outstanding payment by my stupid idiotic father. He approximately owe the company 600 something. Stupid. I was so stupid, called and ask why do this happened, and the customer service told me this bloody news. He said that the last payment have been made was June last year. I am so embarrassed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my uncle subscribed a P1 modem for me. Thanks a lot. Stupid one. Not even my father can treated me that well. My own father didn't even do so even he was obligated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, check out my new look of my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-4150098961766908014?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/4150098961766908014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=4150098961766908014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4150098961766908014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4150098961766908014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-u-mobile-modem-finally-terminated.html' title=''/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1641827747425094344</id><published>2009-05-17T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:46:00.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just wanna update Elaine what have I did for this past week. I spent my Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday with my grandmother. For your information, my grandmom was an immigrant from China. Her mother brought her here when she was 4. Basically, she grant the nationality of Malaysia. unfortunately no. Funny right? She had an Identification Card a.k.a My KAD which was red in colour. Translation: My grandmom still known as immigrant and not yet being grant the nationality. Therefore,she faced some difficulties when she went for vacation. Especially, China. So, we went to the Embassy of China (something like that), to cancel all her information with China and apply the nationality from the JPN. With the help of his friend from the MCA, she was asked to have minor test to judge whether she should grant the nationality anot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Actually, my grandmom doesnt bring this up back. Did you all remember, government said that, those car which below 1300CC will given rebate? I am not sure 1300CC or how much. My grandmom dont get the rebate because the government staff said she was not a MALAYSIAN. = =. The staff triggered my grandmom rage. I tell you what, the stupid China Embassy operated from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;9 am - 11.45 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Tuesday, we reached 5 minutes late, and they told us strictly no entry after the operation hour. Stupid China Man. Made us went back on Wednesday. Thursday we visited a friend of my grandmom that  have not been contact for 15 years. Lol. I use to spent my childhood there. She was a wealth person, Her house was extremely large. Currently, she stayed in a bungalow in Damansara. Damn rich man. All of her son, daughter , sister and etc keep bugging me with a same question. "Are you dating?"," You got a girlfriend?". Stupid. How am I suppose to answer? If i say yes they will bring up a ton of questions again, if i say no they will think I am abnormal.=.=. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt; STOP ASKING ME THE SAME QUESTION AGAIN &amp;amp; AGAIN. I WILL TELL YOU IF I HAVE ONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1641827747425094344?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1641827747425094344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1641827747425094344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1641827747425094344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1641827747425094344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-548521092603595741</id><published>2009-05-09T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:15:34.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Elaine told me that she was damn boring and wanted me to blog something for her to read. I was pointless about what to blog, then she came out an idea.  I am tasked to list out what criteria my prospective girlfriend should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets start with the physical appearance. I knew that I am not so gorgeous, but I would like to have a girlfriend that with attracting and tempting appearance. Most of all, must own a long hair, because in my opinion I think that girls that own long hair will be very feminine and damn attracting, for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;. She must be a good listener, since I am so talkative and very humorous and like to laugh a lot. I hope that she can listen when I talk, not interfering me and talk more than me. She must be well-mannered and educated. But, don't be so bombastic, like those straight A student. A girl that I can bring out to socialize.Ya, one more criteria. This criteria actually influence by my family. My mom was a great woman, that believe that woman can survive without man. I hope that my partner or my wife can work with me in the society, to lighten my family burden and incase for any retrenchment occur so that the source of money is still flowing. ( Elaine said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;, girlfriend eventually will become your wife, so I list out this also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah Laine, Mission Accomplished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-548521092603595741?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/548521092603595741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=548521092603595741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/548521092603595741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/548521092603595741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/05/elaine-told-me-that-she-was-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-4353629088197055492</id><published>2009-05-05T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:13:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Highland</title><content type='html'>Actually I am not going to upload this post so fast, because of Elaine there's no options for me. Elaine, i can't guarrantee you that i can kept every bits subtitled.&lt;br /&gt;Went Genting Highland yesterday(Monday) with  some of my gang Justin, Ruby, Chin Kang, Elaine and her boyfriend Xiang Xun(I remembered!!!Yeah!!). Four of us, excluded Elaine and Xiang Xun, met at Terminal Putra to take our bus. I only slept one hour the for Sunday night, I planned to sleep on the bus while we travel.  But, Ruby sat with me and we chatted the whole journey. We bought the package RM 42[Bus ticket(go &amp;amp; return)+Cable car(go &amp;amp; return)+All theme park pass].&lt;br /&gt;We reached and have a look inside the theme park. The weather was so misty. Can't even see clearly. Then we had our brunch in PIZZA HUT while we waited the couple and the birthday cake arrived. We celebrated Justin and Chin Kang belated birthday. When they arrived, Elaine called me to set up the cake. Unfortunately, none of us brought lighter. So we borrowed. When we went in, I hid behind Xiang Xun while holding the cake. Then, both of them surprised by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After brunch we met Evonne outside the theme parks ticket counter, but she didnt play with us, so we enjoyed ourselves. Almost forgot, before we went in the theme park, we played pool for an hour while waiting the mist to fade. We rode alot of rides. Chin Kang was a bit scared of those rides. But we insisted him to played, so ended up closed his eyes in the entire ride. When we scream, he followed. Haha. Four of us, excluded Elaine and Chin Kang rode the Flying Coaster.&lt;br /&gt;Damn stupid. As Ruby said, the way we rode were very weird. Like superman. Hate it. The ride was so smelly with saliva, mine still ok, Ruby's was the worst. Then, we rode the Pirate Ship. I rode once, they rode twice. I felt dizzy on the first ride. The next ride I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Justin and Xiang Xun rode the Space Shutter ( whatever it is).Xiang Xun rode three times. LOL. We played Go Cart too. While we wait, we observed which car with the faster speed. Conclusion, 02,06,2,6 and the car with no number is faster. I took number 6, chin kang took the no number car. I led at the first, but later Chin Kang cut me, and I cant see him anymore. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what happened that day, things that I leaked out, you may view &lt;a href="http://www.love-leeshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Elaine's blog&lt;/a&gt; for the leaks out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-4353629088197055492?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/4353629088197055492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=4353629088197055492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4353629088197055492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4353629088197055492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/05/genting-highland.html' title='Genting Highland'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1066328007472407727</id><published>2009-04-27T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:50:19.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post. Quite busy with my test. Therefore, to fulfill my respective reader thirst, I upload some videos that I like. Recently I fell in love with Taylor Swift. She is extremely gorgeous.The past couple weeks, I don't even know who she is and her songs. I  noticed her in CSI season 9, episode 16. She role played a daughter, Harley Jones of a motel owner. She did great in her role, despite her first role. Hope you all enjoy the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CZQZohbZcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/2CZQZohbZcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1066328007472407727?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1066328007472407727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1066328007472407727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1066328007472407727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1066328007472407727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-for-late-post.html' title='Taylor Swift'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2787535830872235325</id><published>2009-04-05T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:26:51.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue, For YOU</title><content type='html'>Since you felt so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;, than just stop browsing my blog. You want me to recap back what I did? Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you recap what you did first before pointing your finger to the others? You yourself know better than everyone. I REALLY GREETED YOU. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;In front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; office with the senior. Anyway, let it be. I just want to tell you one more thing and everything will be end in a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;POOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!". Stop messing with any of my friend especially my gang of friends and please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tell everyone how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; you are in your new course (especially 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DHR&lt;/span&gt;). I feel sick of it.I don't know what Justin did that lead you to hate him. Anyway, he is my bro. Dont try to mess up with him. If you really cant endure me, just bring it confront. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want the others think that I gang up and bully you again. I will not delete your blog link with a couple of reasons. First, I am lazy to do so. Second, do you think is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;redundant&lt;/span&gt; to do so?. I have done nothing wrong, why should I evade you. THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2787535830872235325?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2787535830872235325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2787535830872235325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2787535830872235325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2787535830872235325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/04/continue-for-you.html' title='Continue, For YOU'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-6437235795125162017</id><published>2009-04-04T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:27:12.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>Actually this post doesn't exist, if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give me the intention to do so. Since this post does exist, you deserve this post. I just remember some of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;stupid and full of sarcasm conversation. Lets review it together, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; you have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;: How are you?/ How's your new course? ( Something like this, cause I got it in second hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;course mates&lt;/span&gt; are better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;. More friendly lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?.... Any memories regarding with this conversation. I bet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;have, since your answer are the same when other people asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the same question .This is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; own perception, why not hear our perception?. Now, lets twist the situation. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the one who ask me, and I am the one who answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You: &lt;/strong&gt;How are you?/ How's your course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Our course has become better since &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; left. Everything back to the right path. Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;course mates&lt;/span&gt; can mixed up together without any flaws and problems after &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;leave. Since, he is the troublemakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this post does not exist as I mentioned in the early of the post, because the way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; acted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt; me. The first time I met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in this semester, I greeted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;freaking bastard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even throw me a glance and just walked past me. I was just curious, as you said, the friends were better and you had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of new friends, but why you still isolated and walk alone? Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/span&gt;, is Basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: TELL EVERYONE THAT I RANT AND RAVE YOU HERE. SINCE YOU LIKE TO DO SO. THAN JUST CONTINUE TO ACT INNOCENT OR NAIVE. TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS ( if you really have) THAT ME, DESMOND PANG HON PUN, IDHR BADMOUTH YOU AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried to let go. Since you had change your course, let the pass be the pass. I will still treat you as friend. But you, think that you are so flawless and felt not guilty at all. Anyway, let it be. You enjoyed such pathetic life though. Keep enjoying your loneliness, selfishness, arrogant and most of all,your "bastard-ness". You will have a great future. GOD BLESS YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-6437235795125162017?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/6437235795125162017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=6437235795125162017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6437235795125162017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6437235795125162017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/04/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8770292012301515269</id><published>2009-03-12T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:07:28.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Despite myself as a blogger, I  left my blog neglected for a looooooooooooong time. Elaine going to haunt me down. By the way, all of us were addicted with TWILIGHT. First Me, Elaine than Ruby. I was totally impressed with the characters in the novel. haha. Than, something funny happened. The NEW MOON movie which was pre-producing were recruiting cast, due to cast shortage. Than, they needed somebody to audition, by asking who was interested and send their one minute video to them to get a role in the movie. Ruby wanna try. Yup. She wanna try. She keep calling me to bite her. I just shoo her away. Ya, almost forget. This semester, we were sharing two lectures with Ruby. One word, FUN. Haha. Since she was so humourous, studying with her you will not feel a sense of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she and her hubby treat us (me and ky) western meal. Thanks alot. I really feel guilty that everytime they treat me and I didnt even treat back them one time. I am so sorry. Hang out with them (included ky) , I can totally relax and just become who I am. They opened the chamber in my hearts that I had sealed with all my thoughts, troubles, anxieties and even myself. Sorry no emo. Wait, of course I cant left out my dearest and most adorable Laine Laine. Haha. Ok. Be patience and wait for my next update. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-8770292012301515269?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8770292012301515269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8770292012301515269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8770292012301515269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8770292012301515269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-4544659313707679438</id><published>2009-03-01T01:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:00:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Trip - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Before I jump into the second day, I would like to flash back the night on the first day. Something very funny occured. During our sleep, I think was around 4 am. The fire alarm rang. Only me and Steven awoken by the bell. Then, we stared at each other. Since, all of them slept so soundly, I continue to sleep as well , since the bell had stopped and the water sprinkle above did not start, I think it will be safe. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lets back to our day 2. After all of us settled ourselves, we took a bus and headed to the Seoul Garden located at the Gurney Plaza to have our brunch. Sorry, no photos for the eating session. Since it was a barbecue and steamboat buffet, everyone was busy taking food, no one were free to handle the camera. Here are some photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9NxC3VUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OzbBo1joqkw/s1600-h/DSC04323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307911311289963842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9NxC3VUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OzbBo1joqkw/s320/DSC04323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9OGhyT3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/YF2I7sZuMKg/s1600-h/DSC04325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307911317056802674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9OGhyT3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/YF2I7sZuMKg/s320/DSC04325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9OFtwzDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mh1_cb9tJYA/s1600-h/DSC04326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307911316838599730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9OFtwzDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mh1_cb9tJYA/s320/DSC04326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;After finishing our food, we headed back to our hotel and pack up our staff. Finishing packing we took a bus and headed to the Batu Feringhi. We enjoyed some of the watersports. RM 90 ( Banana Boat + Parachute). They knew that I am scared of high. When the people asked who is going first. Ruby pointed at me and said " mereka dulu". WTF. Is ok, since Chee Loon and me shared a parachute. It was damn nice flying in the middle of the air, with no boundaries and obstructs blocking your view. We also had our banana boat ride, Chee Loon, Ruby, Justin and me screamed like hell. Actually not screaming &lt;em&gt;la.&lt;/em&gt; We were just enjoying the ride. Haha. After that we were sunbathing. Steven and Ky were not in the water because they had some water phobia. Finished enjoying the sun, we swam for a little. There was an interesting part. We saw a small squid. Ruby asked Justin to catch it. Me and Ruby both thought it was dead. Suddenly, the squid moved. Me and Ruby grabbed each other and screamed. Haha. Justin didnt saw it move. He still approaching the squid. Then, he saw it devouring two fish, and get shocked as well. haha. Lets see some photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-v9jWgjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/c94SLXx9Svk/s1600-h/DSC04382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310868485530092082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-v9jWgjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/c94SLXx9Svk/s320/DSC04382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-vZnCLYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O2dqCmBTTF4/s1600-h/DSC04366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310868475881860482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-vZnCLYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O2dqCmBTTF4/s320/DSC04366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-vIThXJI/AAAAAAAAAGw/PqM8sdDOPW4/s1600-h/DSC04337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310868471236615314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-vIThXJI/AAAAAAAAAGw/PqM8sdDOPW4/s320/DSC04337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-u7Tl2oI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EYV1bBHZaWM/s1600-h/DSC04342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310868467747248770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-u7Tl2oI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EYV1bBHZaWM/s320/DSC04342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-wD0-1AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7ulT7o37f2Y/s1600-h/DSC04386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310868487214650370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SbP-wD0-1AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7ulT7o37f2Y/s320/DSC04386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Finish playing we went back to our hotel to bath, since the tourist spot didnt provide place to bath. After that we headed back to Gurney Drive to have our dinner. At the night we played pillow fight and had some chats. When the pillow fights, Chee Loon hitted Ruby, Ruby dropped on Justin and Justin fell on me. So three of us ended up lying on the bed and laughed. Haha. We also had Cup noodles party. hehe.&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/113087291714482742-4544659313707679438?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/4544659313707679438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=4544659313707679438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4544659313707679438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4544659313707679438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/03/penang-trip-day-2.html' title='Penang Trip - Day 2'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/Sal9NxC3VUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OzbBo1joqkw/s72-c/DSC04323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1996277806394113919</id><published>2009-02-19T14:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:56:54.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang trip</title><content type='html'>Our trip had ended with laughter and joy. I hereby would like to thanks all of them for spending their time with me in this trip and left a sweet and memorable memories for me. Thanks a bunch. Without dragging the time, let me kept every bits of the trip subtitled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of us gathered at the Puduraya station to take our bus. Our bus was on 9 am. I, Justin and Ruby were the first who arrived. We need to approach to the information counter and check which platform our bus were. Then, follow by kaywai and chee loon. Steven was waiting in the puduraya premise with his parents. When the clock struck 9am, we already aboarded the bus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304395136640302498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZz_RdvBPaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iL-4boYXPB4/s320/DSC04272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZz_RcjheUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JGA-lmw2VWs/s1600-h/DSC04273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304395136323647810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZz_RcjheUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JGA-lmw2VWs/s320/DSC04273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached the Penang bus terminal around 2. We took a cab and headed to our hotel, Copthorne Hotel, Tanjung Bungah. Once we reached there, we checked in to our Junior Suite. We had big expectation with this suite room. Unfortunately, it was far more different than the one in the website. The room only provided us a king size bed. So, 3 people in a bed. We exchanged, if the 3 person today slept on the soft bed, the other night is their turn to sleep on the hard one. Ruby was busy arranging the bed to make it more comfortable, while I was busy making the air conditioner to run 24 hours non stop without putting the key into the slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ0NYHF4q7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mr3T1-8Pq64/s1600-h/DSC04277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304410643984067506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ0NYHF4q7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mr3T1-8Pq64/s320/DSC04277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruby's work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ0NYZ7cm3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/u8pK6BMrjek/s1600-h/DSC04276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304410649040558962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ0NYZ7cm3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/u8pK6BMrjek/s320/DSC04276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, all of us changed to short pants because the weather there was extremely hot. I dont even saw clouds above my head. The sun shined directly above your head. We went to the nearest restaurant to have our brunch. After we finished, we went back to our hotel and checked the beach. The water you cant say it was crystal clear, but way more better then PD.(No offence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ44EtVdxtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PgUUK7EHDdM/s1600-h/DSC04278.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ46J8gP4mI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Tgskl-lF31E/s1600-h/DSC04278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304741353623642722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ46J8gP4mI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Tgskl-lF31E/s400/DSC04278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, Justin, Kay wai, Chee Loon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we went back to our room. We played some cards while waiting the others to change their clothes. Few minutes later, all down to the beach!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ5MsaMHiSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l-EOKuyQQu8/s1600-h/DSC04298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304761736917125410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ5MsaMHiSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l-EOKuyQQu8/s400/DSC04298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ5MstatCBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZRIYUr3Lr4M/s1600-h/DSC04296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304761742078576658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ5MstatCBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZRIYUr3Lr4M/s400/DSC04296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chee Loon buried by us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ5Ms8gOEHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3Cc8_bKfFdU/s1600-h/DSC04297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304761746128244850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZ5Ms8gOEHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3Cc8_bKfFdU/s400/DSC04297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we went to the swimming pool as well. Then, we backed to our room to shower ourselves. We had our dinner at Gurney Drive. This place provided varieties of food. When we reached there, the place had packed with peoples. Luckily, we found a seat. All of us ordered different kinds of food and we shared with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too Be continue.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1996277806394113919?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1996277806394113919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1996277806394113919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1996277806394113919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1996277806394113919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/02/penang-trip.html' title='Penang trip'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SZz_RdvBPaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iL-4boYXPB4/s72-c/DSC04272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-12957152355891817</id><published>2009-02-10T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:22:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>Let's make it short. This post is specially for Elaine, because I got the inspiration form her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her post was not even 100 words and thats what she said &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;updated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I not going to said much here. This post is purposely to maintained my post updated ( Laine's theory ). Therefore, thank you and bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-12957152355891817?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/12957152355891817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=12957152355891817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/12957152355891817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/12957152355891817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/02/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-653369825918910278</id><published>2009-02-07T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:36:38.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner</title><content type='html'>My grandmom invited us for dinner today to celebrate her birthday. But, she was the one who paid, but my uncle(mom's younger brother) helped her paid half. LOL. We went to the restaurant sounds like those "Six happiness" but I forgotten the name. My grandmom said no need to book since was Friday, there were no customers. Unfortunately, the premise were packed with peoples. Lol. Luckily we found a table that can fit all 11 of us. They gave us the package menu. My grandmom picked the RM 788 package. WTF. With this money I can buy aloads of stuff. No pictures taken, cause my grandmom need all of us have proper table manners. My cousin sister asked me the same question again. Dated? Lol. I asked her as well.  Our dating rates are 0. LOL. But, I am farrrrrr more better than her. She was 23 now, and I was just 19. I still got aloads of time to seek my cup of tea. She had admirer that courting her. But, she told me Career first, Love second. Good!! If I not mistaken, she worked as a interior designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-653369825918910278?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/653369825918910278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=653369825918910278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/653369825918910278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/653369825918910278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/02/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3798796244006028757</id><published>2009-02-05T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T02:09:36.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mom was very very lame today. I woke at 12 today to prepare myself and meet Justin at the train station. While I preparing myself, my mom kept murmuring in her room. So, I walked in her room and ask her what happen. She was complaining her nail polish. =.=. " Dunno what nail polish is this ah. stupid Watson. I had used up a dozen of cotton pad to polish only one nail. I am going to sue Watson." she cried. Then I give her a =.= look and replied " Mi ah, dont be so lame can anot? Sue people's company because of a bottle of nail polish? So free ah?". She gigled " Ya oh, hehe". Then, she went to bath, I was in her room, before she went in she said she is gonna have a cold water bath. I was busy playing with her phone. Then, she cried " Wah, very cold, very cold. Canot, really very cold" . I dont know why she was so lame today. And I replied " Mi ah, why you so humorous today?". Lol. She had a reunion dinner today with her junior classmate, so she asked me for oppinion on which dress should her wear. Then, I was just lazy to ' layan' her. I just call her to put a new dress on. Then, she said that the dress not nice, the another one is better. Since, you had made your decision then what for you ask me. Lol. I was lazy to entertaint her and back to my room. Although my mommy was lame, but she is cute. Lol. I love her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3798796244006028757?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3798796244006028757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3798796244006028757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3798796244006028757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3798796244006028757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/02/lame-mommy.html' title='Lame Mommy'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1291196591564492999</id><published>2009-02-04T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:56:14.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone is bugging for my updates. Ok, ok. I do it now. lol. First of all, I just found out my brother was in love. Lol. I knew and met before his prospective girlfriend. What can I say is, she is very elaine (38) and not elaine (beautiful, Laine laine's theory) at all. Furthermore, I do not have any good feelings with her. Anyhow, is not I am the one who love her, is my brother, just let him be.&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;What a boring Lunar new year. I am going to fully decompose, staying and doing nothing at home. Sleep, eat, and shit rapidly. = = . As what Ruby said "xienzzzzzzzzzzzzz". Luckily, still have my darlings and brothers to hang out with, if not I really "xienzzzzzz" to death. Last thursday aka chu 4, we went pavilion to catch a movie, Bride War. It was extremely funny and humourous (did I use the right word?). We also had our mouth watery lunch at SAKAE SUSHI. This time, their service was satisfied. Lol. My condition that day, was thoroughly exhausted, it is because I only had a couple of hours sleep the last night. I was just like zombie travelling here and there behind them. Gasoline was the place we spent our dinner. Yew!!! Bad service again, WTF!!!&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 afternoon, I head to the McDonald at the Masjid Jamek to meet the couples to plan our Penang trip. Unfortunately, the McDonald does not provide the WIFI service. So, we can't connect to the the network and do our research. After our planning, we headed to TIME SQUARE for window shopping. We were walking here and there aimlessly(got such word?). We just wanna spent our time. LOL. TOO MUCH TIME.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thats what happened recently. Last but not least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PENANG WE ARE COMING!!!!!!&lt;/strong&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/113087291714482742-1291196591564492999?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1291196591564492999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1291196591564492999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1291196591564492999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1291196591564492999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2494325351632447130</id><published>2009-01-25T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:33:57.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Semester, tragedic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Elaine is going to choke me if I still maintain my blog not update.&lt;/span&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;Finally, hopefully &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINISH ALL MY PAPERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bahasa Malaysia Lanjutan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Fine, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;boleh tahan&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English for Communication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Average, just a minor problem with the letter writting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Macroeconomics-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks to Ruby, I still managed to attempt the questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business Information System &amp;amp; Application- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Still can survived with craps, a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of craps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantitative Studies-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One word, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Around 30 marks flew away, insufficient time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fundamentals of Accounting- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont even dare to think what my results going to look like. To maximize Elaine's utility, I need to blog more. But, I have nothing to blog. Anyway, Chinese New Year and our's Penang Trip are arriving. Therefore, I hereby wish all my readers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&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%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;恭喜发财,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&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:#ff9900;"&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:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;笑口常开,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&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:#ffcc66;"&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:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;事事如意,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&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:#ffff33;"&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:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;一本万利!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lexandl this is specially for you,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" YEAR YEAR GOT FISH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2494325351632447130?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2494325351632447130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2494325351632447130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2494325351632447130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2494325351632447130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-semester-tragedic.html' title='2nd Semester, tragedic'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-7112209411973293673</id><published>2009-01-16T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:55:55.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been long time since I blogged. So, lets have a review what happened last week. Exam started on Monday, first paper English for communication. But, unfortunately, everybody busy reading Macroeconomics. Early in the afternoon, Elaine called me, she said that she gonna skipped the exams since she and Lexandl are going to withdraw. Fine. So, when I and kaywai in the middle of the way to the college, we bumped in to them. The following was what our conversation looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Really skip ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ky&lt;/strong&gt;: Go where oh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;: Watched movie loh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: What movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;: Dunno Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lexandl&lt;/strong&gt;: Good Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ky&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh? What movie is that? Got such movie meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;: He is wishing us/you good luck in exam ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lexandl&lt;/strong&gt;: =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kaywai, kaywai. Haiz... Really "memperxiasuikan punya orang". So, we had our English test. Our exam sits are freesitting. Our sits are number 1-28. My sit is number 20, if I not mistooken. Justin sit infront me. He was yawning all the way when doing his test. Lol. Bro, I know you pro. Then after that we (Ky, Me, Justin, Ruby) have a last minute revision for our Macroeconomics. The first few minutes, we really concentrate revising, but half an hour later, we started to crap. We was thinking our Penang trip. So, I told them I will meet them after I finish work at the LRT station that day, this is what our conversations look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I finish work at 7, so I meet you all at the LRT station aroud 7.30. But ah, I scare I hungry oh, because I straight away go after I worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;: Nevermind I make sandwich for you to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin&lt;/strong&gt;: Ya, very delicious geh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Scare not enough full ah sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;: (with a serious look) I make a "loads" of sandwiches for you to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;:=.=, my question is not on the quantity ah, is the sandwich canot fulfill my stomach ah. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then after our "revision", we walked to the LRT station together. Two of them, disembarked on the Wangsa Maju station. After a couple of minutes, a announcement had made. System failure. =.=. All of us need to disembarked, therefore we called two of them and joined them to had our dinner. We eat mixed rice ( most commonly defined as Economic rice). Their 咕嚕肉 is very nice. Ky finished up his, then he was busy eating mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ky&lt;/strong&gt;: The 咕嚕肉 very nice oh, can I eat ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Take lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;: You know why this hawker's 咕嚕肉 more delicious compare to the others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ky:&lt;/strong&gt; (Shooked our head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;: Actually got a secret recipe geh, I knew the boss , so he told me, called me dont told the others . The secret recipe is, is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ky&lt;/strong&gt;: ( Waiting for her answer seriously and curiously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;: 咕嚕肉（高佬肉） must prepared by 高佬.HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ky&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahahahahahahahaha. Like that also can ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I nearly bursted out all the rice in my mouth. Crazy geh lah her, too creative. Create this kind of jokes, anyhow it entertainted us. Lol. Nowadays, me, Elaine and ky chatted alot in msn in one chat log. This the funniest part, excluded the conversation that had been posted by Elaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;StUpId.ĐëSmOŋĐ pAŋG, elaine, Ky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: i oso dunno hw to swim,canhigh 5 ah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;: -____-.die la you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ky&lt;/strong&gt;:dun wan ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;:soo cheng always ajak you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ky&lt;/strong&gt;: haha. ya lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I long time didnt swim at the beach jor lah, i mean with skills jor lah. My last time on the bitch is Junior 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;:-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ky&lt;/strong&gt;:bitch?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine&lt;/strong&gt;:Lol. Desmen horny jor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: sorry. hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Messed up "bitch" and beach. Lol. Sorry. All of us are looking forward to the Penang trip and Elaine's was figuring whether bikini or not bikini. Lol. We will have alots of funs. YEEPEE!!!&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/113087291714482742-7112209411973293673?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/7112209411973293673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=7112209411973293673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7112209411973293673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7112209411973293673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/01/review.html' title='Review'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-6304388399020738613</id><published>2009-01-11T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:14:02.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramatic Boycott</title><content type='html'>First of all I would like to clarify that this post mainly just to express my feelings and not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;badmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; someone.&lt;/em&gt; Then I would like to define what is the word "boycott" mean. From my dictionary, OXFORD(old version) stated neatly and nicely that boycott defined as " refuse to have anything to do with, to trade with" Lets make it simple, to prevent &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;from confusing, I give an example. We boycott DWARF supermarket, means we dont go there anymore. Another example is, we boycott jomheboh, means that we dont join their activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all my defenition, I hope &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;are going to understand and dont missused the word. If &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;still dont understand you can check on your latest version of OXFORD dictionary. I think you can find more details than mine. So, as the description above, I dont know why &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;is telling miss chin that we boycott him/her. Ok. I forgive you if you doesnt know what it means.The most interesting part is, about what &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;told miss chin his/her family situation. I was shocked. Why dont you just withdraw as you stated that your family have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;financial problem or burden, and join the TVB Sdn bhd? I think you will have great success and your future are bright than a pure diamond.(lol). Ok, as i said I am not&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;badmouthing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people here, if not "someone"(different with &lt;em&gt;someone). &lt;/em&gt;Lets talk about this "someone". He or She, as we havent found out who is he/she, messed up all the facts and turned up another story and reported to miss chin detaily. No less, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. She/ he told miss chin that Elaine quarrelled with Chin Lek the other day before we have our meeting. I was very curious Elaine never talk with Chin Lek for couple of days, but this "someone" told miss chin they quarrel. Ok. Lets look at this way, if "someone" want to create stories about someone quarrel with Chin Lek, why dont he/she use my name? But Elaine's name? Honestly, almost the whole class knew about it, because of my blog's matter where I being scolded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;childish for badmouth people,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;where i quarrel with Chin Lek indirectly. But I dont know how Ms chin knew it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Seriously, I dont have any good feelings with Chin Lek. So? I admitted proudly here better than "someone" acting friendly infront of us, but at the end backstabbed all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Elaine are going to withdraw. First of all, I will miss her alot!! Our friendship are just starting to grow but she are leaving. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone" and &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;if you are reading this post, I hereby and tell you that, what you did the god will knew. They are watching you whatever you did. I really dont knowwhat you all said that made Ms Chin believed single bits of your story without hesitating and defend Chin Lek. Ya, almost I forgot. If I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;badmouth&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chin lek, my acts was childish. Then, how about &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;acting innocent and complaint with Miss chin? This is what you called a mature act? Anyhow, I am just expressing my feelings, so if "someone" or &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;telling Ms chin again where I will need to see ms chin personally to further investigate the matter, I just honestly admit what I did. Not like "someone" playing tricks in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-6304388399020738613?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/6304388399020738613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=6304388399020738613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6304388399020738613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6304388399020738613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/01/dramatic-boycott.html' title='Dramatic Boycott'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-873574982560978639</id><published>2009-01-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:04:50.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWXQOuGw0OI/AAAAAAAAADA/s0UEd6Jg2RI/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288862288729657570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWXQOuGw0OI/AAAAAAAAADA/s0UEd6Jg2RI/s400/DSC00971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finals are around the corner, but we still in our honeymoon. Especially BM class, boring~. See whats Kaywai doing during our BM class. He is promoting his bottle and my jacket. But most probably, he is saving the society and mother nature. Did you spot the word " NO WAR". Thats is his main purpose. By the way, did you all saw a guy sitting behind very busy doing something? Thats our brother Justin Quah. Dont get cheated by his pose. He is not studying, he is sms-ing his beloved ones, Ruby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first paper will be BM and English for communication. Thats quite easy( lol), so we can put it aside first. The following paper are Macroeconomics. Ruby is the pro in this subject, she scored full marks for her coursework. So, she teach us macro. Everytime we say we study macro, but at last ended up talking nonsense and jokes in the library discussion room. Then, yesterday we had our proper revision class, lectured by Ms Ruby Wong. lol. After couple of hours, she felt hungry. Or you can say, all of us starting to starve. She plan to go Sakae Sushi to have our brunch. The gangs are Justin, Ruby, Me, Kaywai and Elaine. What I can tell u is, the food there is quite ok. But the service there is definitely sucks. We ordered a food, but the waitress had forgotten. She dont even say her sorry and just add our order and give us some faces to see. WTH. We paid our service tax. Fine. After we finish our food, we chatted around couple of hours. The contents are not suitable for underage. Then, lexandl joined us. The most worst part of the restaurant was, our sits is near to the open kitchen where to prepare our sushi and sashimi. Suddenly, the chef Eugene, accidently splashed out some water to the gals. Then, I was so shocked and cried " Walao, 喷水啊!!" Then, that Eugene didnt even say his sorry and just acted like nothing happen. Ruby said she will not come to this outlet anymore, rather go the outlet in Pavillion. I agree, paid 10% of service charge for that kind of service. Bullshit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-873574982560978639?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/873574982560978639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=873574982560978639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/873574982560978639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/873574982560978639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2009/01/exam-fever.html' title='Exam Fever'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWXQOuGw0OI/AAAAAAAAADA/s0UEd6Jg2RI/s72-c/DSC00971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-7973911396548828988</id><published>2009-01-01T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:35:55.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends around me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I promised Elaine to do this post. Describe the friend around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaywai:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-Active, I mean hyperactive. He is a positive thinker and likes to laughs alot.Alot and alot. Sometimes in the morning, I hates to talked. But, when I bumped into him, I'll start talking. Him, Justin and Ruby are the first people that truly opened my heart and share all my home problems and "history with. Although me, Ruby and him are not living in a such warm shelter, but we enjoy every bits of our life. We doesnt give people the intention that we are full with troubles and problems. He likes eating. He eats everything, as long as food he will dumped inside his mouth and swallowed. But, he defined himself as "挑吃的 Bandaraya". Ya, and he loves S.H.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244664481544450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWcr_6yNeQI/AAAAAAAAADo/ImN1-dCVsSY/s400/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me and Kaywai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- very 38.. haha.. ok ok.. She is quite nice and a very good friend to make with. Funny also. One more thing, good in argument. haha. She likes to share many kind of jokes from her home with us. Ya, almost forgot, my tanslator when talking to lexandl. She likes to borrow jacket from me, eventhough she was wearing a piece, she asked me for another "layer". In semester 1, she love to call everyone to felt her hand, because her hand was heatless, ya not even a sense of heat. Is cold like an ice cube and sweats alot. If I not mistooken , she hates lizard. How did I know it? Further details please ask her. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244664883815938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWcr_8SHpgI/AAAAAAAAADw/1G8wrbO14rg/s400/Elaine.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- A very innocent person. Or u can say naive. Kind to everyone, except&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Very confident to talk at the public. Very take care of me and kaywai. Oh ya, he was mixed with many kind of races. If I not mistooken the races are Indian, Baba, Chinese, German. Sorry Justin, if I messed up your ancestors. Lol. The first time I noticed him was the orientation day, I mean the mass call. The lecture was asking, in the hall who have the confident to speak in the public. Nobody raise their hand, only him raised. Then I was very curious. Why got such people that so proud of himself?The next day, Kim fong introduce him to me. After that day we became close pals and brother. Almost forgot, he love history. Especially World Wars. He is our walking dictionary in the English class. He nearly knew every single English words. Therefore, I would like to keep back my first words. You are worth to be proud of, bro!. One more thing, he sweats alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244661572077826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWcr_v8iiQI/AAAAAAAAADg/S_uuC7uiTb8/s400/Sweet+sweet!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Justin and Ruby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Justin girlfriend. She is extremely funny and friendly to anybody. Her pro was lame jokes and laugh nonstop. Good in speaking(chinese, english,Bm, cantonese). Cares me and kaywai alot. Always tell us jokes(lame or adults). Love his boyfriend alot. She is very outgoing. The first time, Justin introduce her to us, before we say Hello or Hi, she had already said. In the first sem, we are not so close yet. After our sing K session in this sem, our friendship grew. We laugh and talk nonstop together. Especially we went into the library, she, ky and me laughed extremely loud ended up all the people staring at us and got complained by the library staff. Besides, she knew I hate fastfoods especially McDonald. If I not mistooken, I didnt mention to her before, probably Justin told her. But, I only mentioned once with Justin, he remembered. I get touched. Lol. So, when somethings happened between them, I really dont want to miss either one of them. haha. Sorry.. To emo.. GAGAGA. She can felt sleepy suddenly when having her meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chin Kang:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- My first Sarawakian friend. He is not good in Cantonese, while I am not good in Chinese. So, i speak cantonese with him, and he reply chinese. He likes to blurted some new words that only spoke among Sarawakian and make us laugh. A very outgoing person. He hates greens, so do I. He eats a little. Sometimes, he buy some snacks and cant finished up, he will ask us to finished up. He told me, he had the shortest fingers among us. He cant find any other people that shorter than him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lexandl:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- A pure banana. I like the way he try to speak cantonese, extremely funny because of his slang. Like to flirt.. haha. Sorry, no offending lex. And I just noticed that he hate greens as well. He owns a silky hair, even more silky than a female. He said the finger language "peace" is in the category of "La la". What we use to called peoples who wears attire that extremely sharp in colour. An emo guy as well. Love McDonalds same as Elaine. He is very cute when he talks chinese and cantonese. He use to call Kaywai " Xing Xing". I dont know how they come out with this nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kim Fong:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-Erm... Likes to sleep alot, I mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. He always miss classes because lack of sleep. Cool when silent, but once he talked, ...... You can guessed. Same like me, lame. The first fried that I made with in this college. In the beginning of the academic year, he was fit. But now, he grow fatter and fatter. He likes "DOTA-ing". Thats what I heard from Chee Loon and Justin. Besides that, they told me that Kim Fong sleeps with the hand in his pocket. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chee Loon:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-The smartest among us, I mean in study. Like to ask teacher a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of questions. But we like to act the way he talks, especially Kaywai."Wo tong nei gong". He pronounce me in cantonese but with chinese slang. So, we use to laugh at him.Then, he will say" Nobody are perfect, like me I am clever and smart and you all are not, haha". Then , no one will entertaint him and have our own conversation. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Soo cheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Our dearest course representative. Work hard play hard is her style. Friendly to everybody, if you try to overstep her head, and you will get into trouble. Love to swim. She is also a half banana. Cant speak well chinese. Hates people that keep irritates her. Love her brother alots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The friends above are all my pals that have made in my Second semester. Going out with them are full with laughters. I do not need to pretend someone to fit into them, I just be who I am. They accept and correct my weakness without contempting me. Thanks the people all above for giving me such a best college life. Arrigatogozaimas. I LOVE ALL OF YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/113087291714482742-7973911396548828988?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/7973911396548828988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=7973911396548828988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7973911396548828988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7973911396548828988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-around-me.html' title='Friends around me'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SWcr_6yNeQI/AAAAAAAAADo/ImN1-dCVsSY/s72-c/DSC00616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3987255869089453242</id><published>2008-12-26T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:03:33.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 December</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to thanks my grandmom, she bought 2 trousers for me. Padini Authentics(long) , the other was Body glove.I love you grandmom.Muacksss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something special happen today. My mom and my ah yee had settle their problem. She say sorry to my mom. My mom said, a year going to past, so just let past be the past. Hooray!!!! I am too happy today. Lol.. Thx Chee Loon too for the free drinks today. Thx. And he say thx to me when he give me the free drinks. = =..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3987255869089453242?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3987255869089453242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3987255869089453242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3987255869089453242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3987255869089453242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/26-december.html' title='26 December'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2343796407656103964</id><published>2008-12-26T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:23:45.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>After finished watching my tv show. I had an inspire to publish this post. I rapidly asking myself. What is life? or What is my life? I cant get any satisfying answer. This is what the show said" Life is not a very long period, don't give yourself so much pressure and gap to tighten your freedom" I am 18 years old now, basically I still have 50 or 60 years to go. So, what I face tommorow or what my path is totally unknown.&lt;br /&gt;The show are talking about a small nomadic "groups" travelling around The Sahara desert. What they want for their live is totally simple and most of all they dont even have a fixed shelter. In the Sahara desert, the world largest desert is a big freeland. A view that without any disturbance. Their life is full of freedom. No worries and pressure. Once they have finish utilized up all the resources near them, they will shift again. I do not know whether I want freedom or being locked up in the city which full of pressure. The freedom I want, is not the kind of freedom that nobody control you, do anything you like and go anywhere you want. The freedom I want, is free from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life. Sometimes, I heard my pals talked about their childhood stories. How fun and happy they are. But I don't even remember what sweet memories during my childhood time. I hated my father for giving me such a bad and unprotective shelter . I blame him for not giving me the best. Blaming him for bringing troubles home. Blaming him for upseting the whole family members. And most of all blaming him for not giving me the opportunity to do what I love to do. One or two people asking me," Why you choose HR?, Good meh?". Then, I will answer them,"Interested mah". The truth is not. This is the first time I tell someone if I not mistooken. If I had told someone maybe the person is Ky, Ruby or Justin. Actually I am not so interested in HR. I like something that can be spotted by everyone. My second choice was Air-steward or pilot. Because of monetary problem, I "terpaksa" to let go all my ambitions and take HR. Because business is the fastest path to gain money. The whole family putting their effort and hope on me. So I cant put them in risk. I need gain more money to give my mom, brothers and sister a more comfortable environment to live in. I dont want them to follow my footstep or path, do not have the opportunity to choose their likes. I dont dare to say I am noble. It is only what I feel and what I hope to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Life is not a long period, as the show stated. Why dont I be more open minded to everyone. Widespread my view. Try to stand in other point or position to look at the situation. So that I will lock and tighten in my only point of view. Appreciate everyone around me. Someday, they will leave us. If you cant change the people, why dont you change yourself? Do everything I love to, but not harming or hurting people. If has such a way, why not I give it a try. One of my senior told me "You are still young, dont scare to lose, try everything. The most important was what you gain during the progress and not what is the result or what you gain after the progress".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2343796407656103964?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2343796407656103964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2343796407656103964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2343796407656103964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2343796407656103964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1774836749605892814</id><published>2008-12-19T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:56:45.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged again</title><content type='html'>Tagged  by Ms Elaine Chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; confess that in the year of 2008, I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) stayed single for the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) got your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) made-out in/on a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) broke someone else's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) had a stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) mooned someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a good relationship with someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) suffered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten someone else pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a divorce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) dated someone you'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost your true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost faith in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed under mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) got a promotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) got a pay raise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) changed jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) waited until one day before to begin a project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost your job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) quit your job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) dated a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) dated your boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) dated your boss' daughter/son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) got fired from your job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) took an honour/ advanced class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) broke the dress code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) did something you were proud of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) discovered a new talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) proved yourself an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) were involved in something you'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(n) painted a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) seen a live concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) shopped at Hollister or Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) posted a blog on MySpace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) listened to music you couldn't stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) went swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) skinny-dipped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) went to a sleepover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) went camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) threw a surprise party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) laughed till you cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed till you peed in your pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) flirted shamelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) broke in a line of waiting people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) volunteered to help out others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) visited a new state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) told someone you were busy when you weren't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) partied to celebrate the new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) cooked a disastrous meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) drove the car drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) lost something important to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) lied about how old you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) got a gift you adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) got 'shit faced' on alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) took a nude picture of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) almost got arrested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) prank called someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;( ) saw a college football game in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;JANUARY 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who kissed you on new years?- My mom.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you have a new year's resolution this year?- Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Does it snow where you live?- Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like hot chocolate?- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever been to Times Square to watch the ball drop?- Dunno wat is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you ski or snowboard?- Ski yes. During I was a kid in Seoul, Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was your Valentine?- No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you were little did you buy Valentine's for the whole class?- My mother will kill me for wasting money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you care if the groundhog sees its shadow or not?- Lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What did you get for valentines?- I was working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you Irish?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you wear green every year on St. Patrick's Day?- What is St. Patrick's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What did you do for March Break?- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;APRIL 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like the rain?- When I was sleeping or at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you play an April fool's joke on anyone this year?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you get tons of candy on Easter?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you celebrate 4/20?- Whose birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you "love" the month of April?- Half half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;MAY 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favourite flower?- I dont like flowers, if fragrance I like lavender. Is lavender a flower?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish the phrase "April showers":- with May.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you celebrate May 24th:- I only knew that my brother birthday is on 21th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is May anything special to you?- Admond's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do for Father's Day?- I dont really celebrate Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you do anything fun during this month?- Start college life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have a favorite baseball team?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JULY 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do on the 1st of July?- I lost my purse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you go to the fireworks?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you tan in the day?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AUGUST 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you do anything special at the end of your summer?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your favourite memory of summer?- My birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you have sunburn?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you go to the pool a lot?- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;SEPTEMBER 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you attend school?- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like fall better than summer?- Fall, chiller than Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anything special about September to you?- Mooncakes... Yummy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;OCTOBER 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your last Halloween costume?- I dont celebrate Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favourite candy?- Ferero Rocher( spell correctly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was your favourite thing about this month?- Elaine's Birthday and Clover's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whose house do you go to for Thanksgivings?- I don't celebrate thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favourite thing about November?- Started New semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DECEMBER 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you celebrate Christmas?- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you thankful for?- The people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever been kissed under the mistletoe?-  What  is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get anything special last year?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you want this year?- Everything... Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you begin 2008?- Jusco Cheras Selatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go on vacation?- Nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you purchase that was over $500?- Handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know anybody who got married?- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know anybody who passed away?- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you move anywhere?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sporting events did you attend?- Swimming. ended up look dark and skinny now.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What concerts/ shows did you go to?-十分红 sponsored by TOTO.. lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your birthday:- Great. Lol.. Celebrated with my new pals in Sakae Sushi, KlCC and Redbox, Low Yat plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been your favourite moment(s)?- Semester Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any new additions to your family?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your best month?- December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst month?- May and June?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What music will you remember 2008 by?- Dont Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends?- Yes. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Night out?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Overall, how would you rate this year?- 7.5/10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than home, where did you spend most of your time?- College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change your hairstyle?- Yes, BIG DIFFERENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anything embarrassing?-Almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest - did you watch American Idol?- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get sick this year?- Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy to see 2008 go?- Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been naughty or nice?- Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag.. Clover, Kaywai, and Siew Lai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1774836749605892814?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1774836749605892814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1774836749605892814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1774836749605892814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1774836749605892814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5848842470440132453</id><published>2008-12-14T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:00:30.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;你被点名了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;来找你的名字吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(１）　被點到必填，不填代表你不尊重傳給你的人和問卷。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;（２）　請老實的回答每一個問題。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;（３）　不行擅自塗改題目。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;（４）　寫完請點8位小朋友，不可不點。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;（５）　點完後請通知那8位小朋友他被點到了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;（６） 那8位小朋友填完問卷，必須把問卷寄回 - 給你填問卷的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------[ 壹 ] . 個 人 題 - １０ 題 --------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 01 ] 你叫什么: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Desmond Pang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 02 ] 你的綽號:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;desmen, 亲爱的，老hung(seldom called by people already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 03 ] 你的血型：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 04 ] 你的星座：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 05 ] 你是男還是女：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 06 ] 你幾歲：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 07 ] 你住哪裡：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 08 ] 你現在的學校：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tarc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 09 ] 你有沒有手機：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Stupid question= =, yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[ 10 ] 承上，那是多少：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------[ 貳 ] . 朋 友 題 - １０ 題 --------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 11 ] 你最要好的朋友（限１個）：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Erm... Actually many... Kaywai lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 12 ] 你最討厭的人（限１個）：Hints: 7 sister and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Guessed it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 13 ] 你最正的女性朋友（限１個）： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Erm.... No.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 14 ] 你最帥的男性朋友（限１個）： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Kim Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 15 ] 什麼樣的女生你最討厭：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Overconfident, faker, pretending, action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 16 ] 什麼樣的男生你最討厭：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;What for i need to answer this question? Can I skip??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 17 ] 你的好朋友有誰（不限）： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Justin and his gf Ruby, Kaywai, Kim Fong, Chin Kang, Lexandl and Elaine and Soo Cheng too.. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 18 ] 你經常和哪位朋友出去：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Kaywai, Justin couple, Kim Fong and Chin Kang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 19 ] 你身邊最憨的朋友（限１個，不能自己）: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dont know what is this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[ 20 ] 你身邊最可愛的朋友（限１個）： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lexandl...Hohohohoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-------------[ 參 ] . 感 情 題 - １５ 題 --------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 21 ] 你有沒有喜歡的人：No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 22 ] 如果有，那他叫什麼：Talk to the air??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 23 ] 如果没有，你希望什麼時候有另一半：Is not a good timing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 24 ] 到目前為止，你跟多少人告白過：No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 25 ] 到目前為止，你被多少人告白過：2... Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 26 ] 到目前為止，你交過多少個男／女朋友: Zero.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 27 ] 你現在有另一半嗎：My friends &lt;em&gt;lo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 28 ] 你最好的同性朋友跟你告白你會怎樣：Punch him, no hesitating and no explanation. Just punch at his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 29 ] 你初戀情人突然跟你告白你會接受嗎: No, if yes i had already got my first love = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 30 ] 你為什麼會喜歡你現在喜歡的人：-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 31 ]你和另一半牽手過嗎：-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 32 ]你的另一半抱或親過嗎：-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 33 ] 你跟異性牽手過嗎：Got. couple of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[34 ] 是誰，你們什麼關係： Girl "&lt;em&gt;punya" &lt;/em&gt;friend.. Gagaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 35 ] 現在有人在追你嗎：Basically. &lt;em&gt;tak ada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----[ 肆 ] . 混 合 題 - １０ 題 --------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 36 ] 如果有天，好朋友離你而去，你會怎樣： I had tried before. I dont want such feelings to return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 37 ] 如果有天，好朋友背叛你，你會怎樣： Have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 38 ] 如果有天，好朋友對你喜新厭舊了，你會怎樣：Same as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 39 ] 如果你很受不了你的父母，你會離家出走嗎：I love my mom more than myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 40 ] 你上課認真嗎: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 41 ] 你上課都在做什麼：Sharing MP3s with Kim Fong, Soo cheng and Kaywai.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 42 ] 你功課好不好： Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 43 ]你开电腦都在幹麻：上MSN,blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 44 ]你的即时通有多少个同性： Who will compute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 45 ] 你的即時通裡有多少個異性：So boring until this kind of stage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------[ 伍 ] . 兇 手 題 - １０ 題 --------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 46 ] 傳給你這份問卷的人是誰：Clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 47 ] 这個人對你好不好：Ok ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 48 ] 這個人是你的誰：Formal classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 49 ] 你有喜歡過這個人嗎：Ok ler.. As friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 50 ] 你們認識多久了： 3 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 51 ] 這個人是怎樣的人：Crazy, Hyperactive and energetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 52 ] 這個人正／帥嗎：No... HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 53 ] 這個人有沒有喜歡過你：No.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 54 ] 這個人跟你有沒有在一起過：no~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 55 ] 萬一你喜歡這個人，你會怎麼辦：Impossible than mission impossible.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------[ 陸 ] . 聯 想 題 - １０ 題-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 56 ] 說到正妹你會想到誰：Angelina Jolie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 57 ] 說到帥哥你會想到誰：Celebrities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 58 ] 說到憨你會想到誰：-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 59 ] 說到痴你會想到誰：Clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 60 ] 說到暗戀你會想到誰：No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 61 ] 說到出去玩你會想到誰：Justin couple, Kaywai, Kim Fong and chin kang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 62 ] 說到聰明鬼你會想到誰：Justin, Ruby, Chee Loon, Bescy and chin kang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 63 ] 說到傻子你會想到誰: Justin... Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 64 ] 說到笑點低你會想到誰：Ruby and Kaywai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 65 ] 說到愛笑你會想到誰：Myself, Ruby and kaywai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------[ 柒 ] . 學 校 題 - １１ 題 --------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 66 ] 你的班導是誰：Gooi Soo Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 67 ] 你的座位是第幾排第幾個： Unfixed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 68 ] 你最喜歡的老師是誰：Ms Yap Saw Teng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 70 ] 你的英文好嗎：Satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 71 ] 你的體育好嗎： OK咯~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 72 ] 你的数学好么： Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 73 ] 你喜不喜歡你的校長：I also dont know who is my current headmaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 74 ] 你的學校好看嗎：Very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 75 ] 你的班級是：1 DHR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 76 ] 你的班級在幾樓：Nomadic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------[ 捌 ] . 點 名 題 - 8 題 ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Elaine&lt;br /&gt;2. Kaywai&lt;br /&gt;3.Ivy&lt;br /&gt;4.Siew Lai&lt;br /&gt;5.Christine&lt;br /&gt;6.William&lt;br /&gt;7. Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;8.Lexandl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5848842470440132453?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5848842470440132453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5848842470440132453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5848842470440132453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5848842470440132453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5164457561239694161</id><published>2008-12-12T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:02:59.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I really cant stand that bitch anymore. I really dont know what she thinking and what she made of.. She has no feelings, no brain and most of all &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO MANNERS&lt;/span&gt;!!! This afternoon, is raining cats and dogs outside. She asked my grandpa help her to buy her lunch and dinner together( she likes to waste food). This kind of people eat food for what?? Is useless... Eat shit is far more better.. Continue.. Is raining, she called an old man with motorcyle to help her buy her food. She is absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;COLD BLOODED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; If you are hungry, why dont you just cook some instant noodles or call for delivery?? Bitch is always bitch. If you scold her, and she will talk bitch language and say " I am hungry, than how oh!!??". I give you a solution, step in the toilet and find for your food. Anyway, is free for life and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; CONVENIENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;for your living lifestyle. Sleep, eat and shit everyday. Start retired in the age of 33. Criticized everyone in your surroundings and judged people. Thought herself is the best in the worl and a perfectionist , while everyone are not perfect like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PLEASE SHUT THE FXXX UP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My mom said, we are going to move on 19th this month, if we cant move out this day. We need to moved before New Year. Oh my gosh, I cant even stand one more second is this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BLOODY SURROUNDINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;. Stop talking about that bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lets see some lame jokes and conversation I had during this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;For English class, we need to listed out 2o nouns for each categories;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Vegetables, Fruits, Animals(Wild) and Occupations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Sounds like kindergarden doing exercises.. Lol.. So, this is what happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Madam Jeya: Now, who can give me the first five wild animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me:...(whispered).. Madagasgar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ky: BOLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me&amp;amp;ky:Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;....................................................LAME...........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lexandl was sitting behind me with elaine. While Chee Loon sat infront me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madam Jeya: Lexandl, give me the nouns for occupation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me,Ky, Chee Loon and Kim Fong facing to Lex and forcing him to say: Ayam, ayam, ayam....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexandl: Madam, they were forcing me to say prostitution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madam:= =.You guys!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;....................................................LAME...........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The next day, during break. We repeat the animal jokes to Ruby. Ruby gave us a new wild animal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Little Mermaid~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Walao, Zhadou loh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last one, today, english class also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Madam Jeya ask us to listed out all the similarities and differencesliving in the countryside and living in the city. My group need to to prepare the similarities. So, Madam was "travelling" around to guide us. I was sitting the same row with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexandl, Elaine and Soo cheng.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madam Jeya: What did you all get?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us: (Shook our head)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Then, I forgot what Madam said thn she asked)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Madam Jeya: Where you all were born? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lexandl: City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Elaine: City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Soo cheng:City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: Hospital..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lex, Elaine, S.cheng: Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thats all for this week. Gagaga. Stay tuned.. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5164457561239694161?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5164457561239694161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5164457561239694161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5164457561239694161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5164457561239694161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/11-dec.html' title='11 Dec'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8069584192994370052</id><published>2008-12-06T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:37:36.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was such a quarrelsome day. I was awoken by my mom around 12.30, we two have a small chat deciding where we going to have our lunch. So, i went to the toilet and dressed myself up. Before, I jump into the next part. I have some words. For my close friends, they know what happened in family currently. So I do not wanted to do further explanation. What I can said was, my mom quarreled with my aunt(staying with us) for about one month, they had cold war. Continue my last part. Suddenly, my mom ran down to her room and knocked her door to apoligize for my brother, because my brother had offended her last night. Then, she sneaked into my brothers room at around 6.a.m in the morning and stole my brother's phone&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The phone was bought by her. Although she had the will to take back, but logically once you had gave a thing to another people, can you take it back?. The most stupid was she go and called my grandmom and complaining about my brother. She said that my brother want to beat her. Crazy.. So ended up, my grandmom called my mom and scolded my mom "how to teach my brother".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So my mom went to apologize with her, but she still very action say "Sorry loh I dont accept this kind of tactics".. Fxxx. So, I was very angry and grabbed my mother away from outside her door. Then I was keep yelling and said "What for you say sorry to this kind of bastard? She is useless, hopeless and helpless!! Just let her be, she died or whatever is none of our business!! Then my mom get what I said and try to bargain with her for the money she had own my mom for a long time. Then, those fxxking words that only will said by bastard blurted from her stupid mouth " (In cantonese~) 有本事的话， 找人跟我收啦! 笨" What kind of people is this. So I just told my mom "Dont care about her 她死她贱!!" Then fine, my mom and me trying to find a new home and shifted as fast as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So , we just left and have our lunch outside. My mom call me to ask for a hand from my father. As I said, those who close with me will know that my relationship with my father are damn worst. I hate him. For my mother, I just made a call and asked him about the procedures and particulars when renting a house. Then, he asked where are we, he came and join us for lunch. Been a long long time i didnt ate with him on the same table. So he is willing to help us. I asking help from him doesnt meant that I had forgiven him what he did in the past, I just give him a burden or responsibility that a father should bear. After that we just went home and get some sleep, because this few days we barely had some sleep. That bitch and her bf played those techno songs with a very high volume in the midnight. Idiot.. Then when is time for dinner, we went to Kl near Jalan Maharajalela to eat Hokkien mee. The most famous there. Good. lol. My brother said would like to have some desserts before going home to see that bitch. My mom drove us to the desserts stall in Taman Lensen. Unfortunately, it closed. So, we headed back to our area and have our milo ais at the mamak stall. I made fun of my mom." My Sesame paste and &lt;em&gt;Bu Bu Cha Cha&lt;/em&gt; become &lt;em&gt;milo ais"&lt;/em&gt; When we ready to back home, my friend asked me to go yumcha. I was very happy coz I didnt met them for a long time. We headed the mamak stall at Taman Megah and had my &lt;em&gt;milo ais&lt;/em&gt; again. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This time, is not what I had expected. I do not enjoy laughing like old days or even with my current coursemates. I felt like being isolated. I not trying to offend anyone, but is true.Is a fact. Our distance are draging far and far. Their conversation I cant even join in. What I had gone through and what did they gone trough are totally different. They live in a warm and perfect family. But I am not. I dont have a warm and protective shelter for me to stay in. Some of them even contempted me. I felt, I am very pathetic and such a loser or failure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-8069584192994370052?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8069584192994370052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8069584192994370052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8069584192994370052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8069584192994370052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/6-december.html' title='6 December'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8429538303871870255</id><published>2008-12-04T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:49:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nowadays, all my friends like to talk lame jokes = =. Probably influenced by Ruby.. Lol.. During the latest FOA class, our tutor discussed our replacement class that we had ignored him last week. He was quite dissapointed because we not agree to replaced our tutorial class. So, on that day he asked us again, whether we still want our replacement class anot. Than Kim Fong suddenly very funny and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was busying coppied some notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Wee: &lt;em&gt;So, you all want your replacement class anot&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kim:&lt;em&gt;See before ghost, also scare dark lar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KY:&lt;em&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me:&lt;em&gt;What happen?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KY:&lt;em&gt;You know what Kim fong said?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I shook my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KY:&lt;em&gt;He said See before ghost also scare dark la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me&lt;em&gt;:Huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KY:见过鬼还不怕黑&lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me&lt;em&gt;:Hahaha.. Zhadou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Another lame conversation was from Me and Elaine. Today our english lecture gave us a test, summary test. She required us to submit our work in 3o minutes time. Than we starts our work. Elaine sat beside me, when I try to ask Elaine something. Madam Jeya will stare at me and said" What are you doing Desmond?". Then I will gave some random answer. lol. Justin was the first person too passed up, than follow by me. When all of us finished our work, Madam Jeya let us off. There was where our lame conversation start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was packing up all my things and wait for Elaine to go out from that row, so that I can pass through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elaine was tearing up some papers..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pzz.. Pzz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In cantonese~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me:Elaine, 你"撕纸"啊?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She stunned and stare at me for awhile than she reply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Elaine:不是啊!，我"老虎"啊!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lame~~ But I also can laughed my brain out. Haha. Than after that we continue our plan.. REDBOX LOWYAT. Haha. Ruby waited us outside. The weather does not cooperate with us. It is raining cats and dogs. We hadto spent 10 minutes walked to get to the LRT station. When we reached the station, all our shoes have become mini aquarium. Can tame fish inside. IS FULL OF WATER. Then, when we reached Bukit Bintang. We plan to have short walk at Sungei Wang, because is still early. Finished walking, Justin and Ruby plan to shops something. So,, we go and get our room first. No need further briefing for the Sing K session, as usual "lar" nothing special. I only know that Ruby buy a loads of tissue paper. Crazy... After that we have our dinner at "Shinoya" (I think so= .=). We have our jokes and food finish then we went home. Ruby was asking me how I go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ruby: How you going home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: With my&lt;/em&gt; 亲爱的(&lt;em&gt;kaywai;we use to call each other that)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruby: Your&lt;/em&gt; 亲爱的 &lt;em&gt;not me meh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: No loh, your&lt;/em&gt; 亲爱的 &lt;em&gt;not Justin meh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ruby: Yer... I dun care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:Ok lah, than you become&lt;/em&gt; 亲爱的&lt;em&gt; number two lah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ruby: Yeh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Crazy.... Justin and Ruby is a very good friend indeed. This two couples taught me and Kaywai alot of things. They care us alot. Kaywai need some extra income. So, they recommend him to teach home tuition. This two couple will to help him to find customer and promote for him. Not much friends are willing to sacrificed so much like that, included me. They also help me to solve many problems in studies or in daily life.I had treated them as my buddy n sisters ... Lol.. In final words, this couple are very funny on its own, when they bumped with me and kaywai. The situation getting worst . Haha~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-8429538303871870255?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8429538303871870255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8429538303871870255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8429538303871870255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8429538303871870255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/12/4-december.html' title='4 December'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-6732077985468519516</id><published>2008-11-30T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:33:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you all alot~</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I missed my secondary school life. The time that we no need care anything and just enjoying doing anything u like. Haiz... But, nowadays I hardly meet them, I was too busy till barely able to breath. I was so sorry.. Although, every meet will have their ends. But, I can tell u all that, our friendship never ends here.. Good Luck everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-6732077985468519516?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/6732077985468519516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=6732077985468519516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6732077985468519516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/6732077985468519516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-you-all-alot.html' title='Miss you all alot~'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3470249532937237763</id><published>2008-11-29T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:18:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;29 Sept&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The last last night, I slept at 12.45 after ate medicine and slept till 1pm on the other day. Then, I went out for our lunch with my mom. After the lunch, we just headed back home. Around 5 oclock, I fall asleep.Then woke up at 9.The next day, I had my replacement class for my Bahasa Malaysia Lanjutan. So, I quickly packed up my stuff, and straight laid on my bed to sleep.But the trouble was, I sleep too much at the noon, ended up insomnia at night. I finally got my sleep around 3 am, and woke up at 6 am for my class. Then, i swear I will not go anywhere, I will straight headed back home to get some sleep after my class ended. But, my group of pals grabbed me to midvalley to enjoy the first day of sales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The gang included Justin, Ruby, Lexandl, Elaine, Chee loon, me (Chin lek n soo cheng didnt join us, they walk by themselves). Walao, I'm truly exhausted. Seriously I m lacked of sleep. Then we go "Yoshinoya" to have our lunch or u might say brunch. Then, we headed for our mission, SHOPPING!!!! First, Ruby grab a piece of shirt from P &amp;amp; Co it cost around RM 30 something for the original price, but after discount its only cost you around RM14 something. CHEAP!!!!. When Ruby is choosing the size and the colour of that shirt, Justin keep stopping her from purchasing that shirt, because its quite sexy and short. He keep nagging her. Then, Ruby said " I only wear this at home for you to see, Ok?". Then, without hesitating, Justin nodded his head and say yes, yes sure you may buy.. Haha.. This two couple, always entertaint and make me laugh alot. Then, after Ruby went to the Sports attire Department in Jusco the buy her swimming suit, we headed to baskin robbin and waited Chee Loon to bring us some free drinks from his outlet n"Juiceworks".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; As we expected, he just brought a large cup and expected 5 of us to share (Elaine, Lexandl, Ruby, Justin and me). Then he said, he had to stay at his outlet to lend a hand because shortage of workers. So, we just enjoyed "Our" cup of juice and have some chats. We share many experiences, stories and laughters. So from around4 or 5 we chat till around 6 something. Then we headed back home. Lex have to take a cab to his home and drives his dad car and fetch Elaine home. So, I follow the couples aboarded the KTM. They back to Serdang and I back to Tasik Selatan. As usual, during the journey Ruby started her pro again, lame jokes. We laugh between the crowded where everyone staring at 3 of us. Haha. Anyway, this two couple is the funniest and best friends that I ever met. Luckily Ky is not around, if not we D.K.R will start our laughters and complained by peoples. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3470249532937237763?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3470249532937237763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3470249532937237763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3470249532937237763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3470249532937237763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/tired.html' title='Tired~'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1988625439188316</id><published>2008-11-27T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:44:21.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sorry for the late post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. During this week, I had load of coursework and assignment chasing me, so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have time to update my blog. I just roughly explain what happens during this entire week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 November&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had joined the School of Business Studies ball. And I had my first dance, with kay wai friend.(I will further explained for this event next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;24-26 November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nothing special happen actually, but we have been closer with Justin girlfriend, Ruby. Before I met them, I think I am quite crazy and likes to laugh alot. Then, i met ky. I thought he is the only one that same like me, crazy.... But after I met Ruby, I think I can "balik kampung" and retire. She is more crazy than me 10 times. Only she will entertaint and laugh for Ky lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;The most terror is, she can talk lame jokes and laugh louder than us. And when she repeats the same jokes, she can laugh too. That day a group of us went to library just for "melepak". We went in the group study area, that mainly use for discussion which you can talks and make noise. We laugh and laugh ended up the librarian complaining about our voice. The most interesting part is she laugh very loud herself and everybody in the room were staring at her. Haha.I think we will soon be blacklisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;27 November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Justin and Ruby invite us to their house for a small gathering. We played a very interesting and challenging board game. Then, after having fun. We went to steamboat for our dinner. As we expected, me, ky and Ruby laugh and laugh non stop, while we laugh all of our friends included Justin were just staring at us asking us what we laugh about? Where is the point you all laughing?? We were really enjoyed today. This two host purposely clean their house nicely to serve us. Haha. By the way, I am eating now, because just now I just enjoy lauging didnt really ate much. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1988625439188316?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1988625439188316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1988625439188316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1988625439188316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1988625439188316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/27-november.html' title='27 November'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-7754003327485617733</id><published>2008-11-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:53:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>I dont know why nowadays I like to say "Stupid geh lah, very stupid de and stupid". One day I at library dunno wat soo cheng said, thn i said stupid geh lah. Than she scolded me, u very clever meh?. Lol. Actually, I am not purposely say ppl stupid. The words just come out from my mouth. Than made ppl misunderstood. Haha. Sry ah everybody. I dun mean to offend u all. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-7754003327485617733?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/7754003327485617733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=7754003327485617733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7754003327485617733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7754003327485617733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-341916149844224652</id><published>2008-11-19T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:36:24.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fRiEnDs</title><content type='html'>::instructions::Never see the questions before you arrange the names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-all mentioned below are (not on purpose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGED&lt;br /&gt;1.Clover&lt;br /&gt;2.Elaine&lt;br /&gt;3.Kaywai&lt;br /&gt;4.Chee Loon&lt;br /&gt;5.Gooi Soo Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 1?&lt;br /&gt;-My secondary classmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On a scale of 1 - 10, how would you rate your friendship with 1?&lt;br /&gt;-10.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known 4?&lt;br /&gt;- About 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How do you know 3?&lt;br /&gt;-Mass call of my course, the guy that sits beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Where's 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Currently at class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.A fact about number 1?&lt;br /&gt;-A very very "sot" person and energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Who's 4 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;-His girlfriend.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What does 1 do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;-Studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Would you live with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;-Oh my gosh, I cant imagine the house which have 2 big stereo. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What do you like about no.2?&lt;br /&gt;-A very funny girl and my translator when talking to lexandl. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you miss no.5?&lt;br /&gt;-No, we see each other almost everyday = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Would you make out with no.4?&lt;br /&gt;- I am not gay.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What's your opinion on number 2?&lt;br /&gt;-She is very elaine(38). haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What's your favourite memory with number 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Erm.. We swim together??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What will you do if number 1 and 2 were going out?&lt;br /&gt;-Homosexual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever had a long conversation with 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Have you ever slept at 2's house?&lt;br /&gt;-No, lex will kill me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Do you hang out with 3 a lot?&lt;br /&gt;-Almost everyday... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Who have you known the longest?&lt;br /&gt;-Clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What will happen if number 1 and 5 have a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-I think they are normal and not homosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.How often do you talk to 1?&lt;br /&gt;-One week 5 times. I think so.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What about 2?&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes, in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Have you ever thought 3 more than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;-Buddy? or sister? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Would you go on a date with number 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Sure, why not?? Is just a normal socializing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you dream about number 2?&lt;br /&gt;-No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What did no.4 did to you that you can never forget?&lt;br /&gt;-Call me darling with a high volume in the lecture room??haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.What have you done for/to 1 that the person never forgets?&lt;br /&gt;-Should ask her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's 3's hobby?&lt;br /&gt;-Laugh, sleep, eat and most probably watchin drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-341916149844224652?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/341916149844224652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=341916149844224652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/341916149844224652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/341916149844224652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='fRiEnDs'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-7776909942094912707</id><published>2008-11-14T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:20:20.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing K~</title><content type='html'>We had planned  a week ago to catch a movie at KLCC. Than suddenly our plan changed, from movie to sing k. From 3 people(Soo cheng, ky,me) to 8 person( justin,justin gf(ruby),mayteng,kimfong and chin kang. We booked 4.30 at lowyat. When we checked in, the receiptionist said: " I give you a large room, if we need your room we will change you out". I dont know her large room concept is what. She gave us room 29. When I first step in, my first word are " Oh my god".. Stupid de loh. 8 ppls giv the room can occupy around 20-3o person. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad was I caught a fever that day, n little bit soar throat. Ruby soar throat too, chin kang stomachache.. 3 of us not feeling well, but v say must sing. Lol. Ruby voice was damn nice.. I nt feeling well so my voice abit ruined. Lol. All of us are very high. When we sing rock song. Than they wanna to eat buffet just add additional 10 ringgit. It worth it, coz they provided sushi, western food, fries and all other general food provided in buffet. I was fever , but face those delicious food i cant stand, so I dun care anymore. I just grabbed all the mouth watery food and dump into my mouth. Lol. I does not bring enough money, so chin kang threated me the buffet n i paid my own sing K session. Although I was not feeling well, but i really have fun that day. Lets go again the next time. Oh ya. Next week, we are going to eat steamboat that plan by Ruby. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-7776909942094912707?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/7776909942094912707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=7776909942094912707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7776909942094912707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/7776909942094912707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/sing-k.html' title='Sing K~'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3520639612218890388</id><published>2008-11-12T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:03:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please..</title><content type='html'>Dont you feel that you are being frustrated?? If yes, so please keep your mouth shut and stop big talking. If you are not that good, so please dont tell everybody you are very good.. It is very irritating ok?? Sometimes, we dont reply n ignore you when u talking crap or big talking doesnt mean that we like to hear or agree with ur crappings. Stupid... If you need to play tricks to make urself look "good", thn please just shut the fxxk up.. I am controlling my temper, one day if i cant tahan n exceed my limit. Dun u blame me... U make me to do this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3520639612218890388?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3520639612218890388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3520639612218890388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3520639612218890388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3520639612218890388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/please.html' title='Please..'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-431020979784963525</id><published>2008-11-12T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:35:50.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train</title><content type='html'>This is a post i read from "Elaine's blog". It quite meaningful so, I juz grabbed it and paste it.. Lol.. Sorry ah, Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a train ride. we get on. we ride. we get off. we get back on and ride some more. there are accidents, and there are delays. at certain stops there will be surprises. some of these will translate into great moments of joy, some will result in profound sorrow.when we are born and we first board the train, we meet people whom we think will be with us for the entire journey. those people are our parents! sadly, this is far from the truth. our parents are with us for as long as we absolutely need them. they too have journeys they must complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we live on with the memories of their love, affection, friendship, guidance and their ever presence.there are others who board the train and eventually become very important to us, in turn. these people are our brothers, sisters, friends and acquaintances, whom we will learn to love and cherish.some people consider their journey like a jaunty trip. they will just go merrily around. others, will encounter many upsets, tears, losses in their journey. others still, will linger on to offer a helping hang to anyone in need.some people on the train will leave an everlasting impression when they get off... some will get on and get off the train so quickly, they will scarcely leave a sign that they ever travelled along with you or ever crossed your path...we will sometimes be upset that some passengers whom we love, will choose to sit in another compartment and leave us to travel on our own. then again, there's nothing that says we cant seek them out anyway. nevertheless, once sought out and found, we may not even be able to sit next to them because that seat will already be taken.that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's journey will be filled with hopes, and dreams, challenges, setbacks and goodbyes. we must strive to make the best of it, no matter what. we must constantly strive to understand our travel companions and look for the best in everyone.remember that at any moment during our journey, any one of our travel companions can have a weak moment and be in need of our help. we too may vacillate or hesitate, even trip. hopefully we can count on someone being there to be supportive and understanding.the bigger mystery of our journey is that we don't know when our last stop will come. neither do we know when our travel companions will make their last stop. not even those sitting in the seat next to us.personally, i know i'll be sad to make my final stop. my separation from all those friends and acquaintances i made during the train ride will be painful. leaving all those i'm close to will be a sad thing. but then again, i'm certain that one day i'll get to the main station only to meet up with everyone else. they'll all be carrying their baggage. most of which they didn't have when they first got on this train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be glad to see them again. i'll also be glad to have contributed to their baggage. and to have enriched their lives, just as much as they will have contributed to my baggage and enriched my life.we're all on this train ride together. above all, we should try to strive to make the ride as pleasant and memorable as we can. right up until we each make the final stop and leave the train for the last time. bon voyage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-431020979784963525?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/431020979784963525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=431020979784963525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/431020979784963525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/431020979784963525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/train.html' title='Train'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-4965622249986513584</id><published>2008-11-01T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:54:08.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame</title><content type='html'>Just a short post. First of all, I would like to share a very short story.. I try my best to brief in chinese.. 有一个失恋的女孩向着上帝呐喊着:"神啊!，爱情是幸福的，还是悲痛的?"然后上帝就说:"不要为被伤害过而流泪，反而，为拥有和开心过而微笑"....&lt;br /&gt;My story abit lame.. lol... Is just a story that I pick from the drama that I watched. Sometimes, in a couple, a individual may think that if he/she stay with him/her will hurt him/her badly. So,they choose or insist to leave. But, as they leave they had hurt each other unpurposely.This is a selfish act. Only them, can use their "antidote"(love) to cure back the hurted people wound.&lt;br /&gt; Haha.. Why talk so touch matter?? lol.. Just boring and type some post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-4965622249986513584?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/4965622249986513584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=4965622249986513584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4965622249986513584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4965622249986513584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/11/lame.html' title='Lame'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8253985670011428906</id><published>2008-10-23T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:07:09.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down...</title><content type='html'>I really dont know what to do now. I feel very down.. I feel barely able to breath.. I am truly failure, because I dont know who can I talk to when I was not happy and stress...&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why. All my hopes or future are always frustrated by obstructs.. Why??Why??.. Why the god treat me like this?? From small till now I dont even have a calm and comfortable life. Now I just asked for a small little thing,  YOU also dont even will to give me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-8253985670011428906?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8253985670011428906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8253985670011428906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8253985670011428906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8253985670011428906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/10/down.html' title='Down...'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3349987407875626610</id><published>2008-10-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:54:32.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AgAiN &amp; AgAin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SPybKvt_0WI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lLdMhR7LfqU/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259249073772286306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SPybKvt_0WI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lLdMhR7LfqU/s400/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why such "tragedy" always happened to me. The situation is getting worst and worst. I had known my friends for around 5 months. She fetched me everyday to school. In this 5 months her car breakdowns 4 times. SWT... The first 3 is nothing.. I still can accept it.. But this time, i mean the 4rd time is the truly most embarass moment I ever had OR you can say "very paiseh loh"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "tragedy" begins on my 7.10am.. I feel very surprise that she reached early than old days, so I thought we will reached early this time. Then, when we reached the highway between the Cheras toll and the Phoenix Complex( which already "gulung tikar"), the car suddenly breakdown. It cant change gear. So, we ended up stucking in the middle of the road which already very jam. The worst was we are directly oppositing the MAKTAB PDRM. Shit... We are making the road more jam. Everyone were staring and glazing us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most stupid was we were right infront of the stupid police station, but those stupids did not lend a hand. They saw us and just neglect us and pretending cant see us. Wtf.. Other countries police m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otto is "Serve the society", but ours are "Serve their own" = =/Geram!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3349987407875626610?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3349987407875626610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3349987407875626610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3349987407875626610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3349987407875626610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/10/again-again.html' title='AgAiN &amp; AgAin'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SPybKvt_0WI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lLdMhR7LfqU/s72-c/DSC00848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5704769544876392636</id><published>2008-10-15T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:24:05.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T,T</title><content type='html'>Wuwu... My hair had gone, ruined and destroyed... This is my most shortest hair that I had after my primary school. Cham.. Actually i call her to cut little bit of my front hair.. ZAP!!! Whole of my front hair gone.. Thoroughly gone in juz a second... Terpaksa I need to change my hairstyle... Cham.... Pitty me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5704769544876392636?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5704769544876392636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5704769544876392636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5704769544876392636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5704769544876392636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/10/tt.html' title='T,T'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1051278460836085833</id><published>2008-10-08T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:25:41.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>继KY上次在火车上的丢脸事件后~</title><content type='html'>Today,  after we finished our English class we planned to watch a movie at KLCC because the next class is 4 hours later. We watched "Painted Skin".  Some of my friends cry.. I also dont know what so touch.. Than we had our lunch at "Sushi King". Than we rush back for our lecture class. Than the interesting part comes.&lt;br /&gt;During our journey back my friend, Evonne met a pervert. A pure, sex pervert.. Shit.. I was not there in the "progess".LoL.. I sat on the sit opposite right to her. Far from her sit, so i cant see what happen. A people (who look like imigran) stand next to her, at first she doesnt seems care about him. Than, suddenly the pervert guy show his dick to her.. Shit!!! Which already erected. Yew!!!!  Why LRT always have such extra ordinary things happen?? It happens to people that I knew.... I hope i am excluded.. GAGAGA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1051278460836085833?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1051278460836085833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1051278460836085833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1051278460836085833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1051278460836085833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/10/ky.html' title='继KY上次在火车上的丢脸事件后~'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-9120734792414247068</id><published>2008-10-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:00:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!!!</title><content type='html'>I going to be crazy soon!!! I cant stand anymore. I really cant tahan. I also don't know what happen to me. Such feelings had troubled me recently. I cant described it briefly, but i cant roughly saiy that its suffer, it hurts and it made me cant sleep well. Almost every night, but i dont know where such feelings come from. Maybe i think too much.Anyway, such stupid feelings please stop bothering me and fxxk off. Shoo!!&lt;br /&gt;My friend is planning a trip to genting highland, is organize by two of my friend. One of my friend had invited me, and i told him that I cant comfirm him yet, cause during that week I am not in a holiday. So, if I had something on than I am excluded. Another of the "organizer" didnt even mention anything with me about this trip. He is more close with me compare to the person who told me. What I thinking was, he sounds like dont want me to involved in this trip. But he doesnt mention anything, this is only what i thought. In the other hand, the other organizer is calling me to go. I feel like people also dont want me to go, I still go so "tebal muka" meh?? Maybe, I think too much. See how things going on, than i only make my decision..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-9120734792414247068?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/9120734792414247068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=9120734792414247068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/9120734792414247068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/9120734792414247068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/10/help.html' title='Help!!!'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8466853023846078843</id><published>2008-10-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:35:24.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeHe</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post, if my honey had not nagging me about my blog, I totally forgot that i own a blog.. lol.. So, I need to fill my blog with "something" so that can satisfy her.. Erm...Just talk about the latest event. Lol.. Yesterday, me and my honey went to GREENBOX. It upset because, before that day, I had made a call and did the booking for incase. So, when we reached there, the receptionist told me that the booking list without my name and even my number.. Damn! Me and my honey are hopefull to go sing, but she told us that we were without booking. So, what i did was I stand though and told her I comfirmed that I had make booking the last night. So, is your outlets responsibilities not us. Than. she gave us free one Hour in the "GREENBOX CAPSULE" and make a new booking for us. That's what I want! Is our consumer benefits!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;About my honey, many friends ask me, why dont you all just step forward and become couple?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... What i think was, I enjoy our relationship now, where we are. What i can decribe our relationship was between the stage of couple and bestfriend..Lol..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for being my "honey" in my life. Lov'ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-8466853023846078843?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8466853023846078843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8466853023846078843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8466853023846078843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8466853023846078843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/09/hehe.html' title='HeHe'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3984410343786253501</id><published>2008-08-27T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:53:29.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ShOgUn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SLU_MyhndEI/AAAAAAAAABk/3mDU6qsOGPA/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239163230469190722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SLU_MyhndEI/AAAAAAAAABk/3mDU6qsOGPA/s320/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WoW... Japanese buffet my favourite!!! Yummy. This restaurant provides varieties of sashimi and seafood.. 50++ is worth for it. I ate a ton of salmon n oyster... Haha.. After a few hours, my ah yee n me had slow motion.. We full until pening.. Sounds stupid..Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3984410343786253501?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3984410343786253501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3984410343786253501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3984410343786253501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3984410343786253501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/08/shogun.html' title='ShOgUn'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SLU_MyhndEI/AAAAAAAAABk/3mDU6qsOGPA/s72-c/DSC00700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5156931188972431569</id><published>2008-08-27T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:40:01.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiNg k</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post.. Haha.. Lazy.. Ok i start where I have stopped..  On my birthday, when i thought NOBODY will celebrate for me, NOBODY will remember me. My classmates treat me at "Sakae Sushi". Thx for them.. On that day, actually we have class at 3 pm, but the interested part was our school suddenly without electric current.. Haha.. So some of my fren suggested v go sing k.. WOW,my fren is like second edition of 李圣杰. The only word i can describe my birthday was FUN!! When i reach home i chat with my honey and kacau her, boz on tat day my airtime are all FREE OF CHARGE!!!! gagaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a87e53047cf8e70f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da87e53047cf8e70f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BAB7BDCDB3653A33AAB3FED3D6D934432013BE.55F162BBDEF48CDEF477FCD03B05ECEBAD6431D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da87e53047cf8e70f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgj1VZyKtzh0kjsPNzeyPCqKV-6w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da87e53047cf8e70f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BAB7BDCDB3653A33AAB3FED3D6D934432013BE.55F162BBDEF48CDEF477FCD03B05ECEBAD6431D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da87e53047cf8e70f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgj1VZyKtzh0kjsPNzeyPCqKV-6w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5156931188972431569?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a87e53047cf8e70f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5156931188972431569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5156931188972431569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5156931188972431569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5156931188972431569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/08/sing-k.html' title='SiNg k'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-4530428384497396434</id><published>2008-07-24T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:51:30.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SIhelso3c4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/REvdYA8O78k/s1600-h/P6210550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226531369294197634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SIhelso3c4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/REvdYA8O78k/s320/P6210550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 9... Finally our turns to present!!!! OMG!!! We had prepare everything before our presentation for HE(Hubungan Etnik) commenced... Our group are going to talk about Perkahwinan Cina... My section is about pantang larang and tradisi perkahwinan... When I was waiting my turn.. My stomach twisted.. Phew.. Finally my turn, I quite scare when the talking session.. After finish my part, is the Q &amp;amp; A section. Normally it will start with the first ppl. But , the lecture call my name first.. Shit. He ask those tricky questions.. Luckily i can "dao"..Haha.. Make the whole class chatter with laughters.. Walao, finally finish.. Phew.. Luckily my lecture satisy my answer and our presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-4530428384497396434?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/4530428384497396434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=4530428384497396434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4530428384497396434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/4530428384497396434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/presentation.html' title='Presentation!!'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SIhelso3c4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/REvdYA8O78k/s72-c/P6210550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2488256973211887790</id><published>2008-07-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:33:30.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SIAqpxvu35I/AAAAAAAAAAg/ubXRNlw_3Wg/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224222464966320018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SIAqpxvu35I/AAAAAAAAAAg/ubXRNlw_3Wg/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We was having fun.. Long time didnt talk so much and loud ended up no voice when i am back home.. We went to old town and celebrate for her..OMG the waiter dunnoe talk wat alien language make us all very confuse.. He mix chinese, Bm , english and even hokkien!!!Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finish the cake thing, i mean playing it. It was around 12 am. Because i need to go get something from my honey so i nit to go there..The most stupid was my friend use my honey to make his honey happy.. Get it??When we reach there , her parents was not around so we just chit chating in the middle of the road..Our voice spreaded all along the road.. Luckily we tak kena complaint..LoL..We chat till 1.3o i think.. Thn reach home at 2.. Luckily the next day class at 12 o'oclock if not i will scold by my mom..Haha.. Chat with them really very comfortable... No need care about anything and say anything you like..They talk so loud that i need to talk louder than them so i can be heard..Haha,so ended up no voice..Anyway, thanks for being a part in my life.. I love"ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2488256973211887790?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2488256973211887790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2488256973211887790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2488256973211887790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2488256973211887790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/seen-birthday.html' title='Seen Birthday'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SIAqpxvu35I/AAAAAAAAAAg/ubXRNlw_3Wg/s72-c/DSC00451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1456633340318803481</id><published>2008-07-17T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T17:41:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StUpId kaYwAi</title><content type='html'>HaHa... I nearly laugh until cry when i heard this...Ok.. It was my friend kay wai he goes home everyday by changing bus and lrt.. The interesting was, yesterday when he in the train, he sat on people period.. haha. He said it is already dry and he saw it.. But he still sat on it.. Luckily was dry, if not his trousers will.... haha i cant imagine.. Just now when my friend told me this in the train infront of kaywai, i nearly laugh until cry.. Where got people so stupid... LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1456633340318803481?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1456633340318803481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1456633340318803481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1456633340318803481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1456633340318803481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/stupid-kaywai.html' title='StUpId kaYwAi'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-8521298358603649043</id><published>2008-07-14T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:39:54.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeh!!!</title><content type='html'>Yahoo!!!I passed my ME coursework and the Business Statistics..Haha. I also dunnoe i will pass with such beautiful marks.. Coz i really dunno hw to do at all. But I get 34/50..Haha..Good ah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-8521298358603649043?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/8521298358603649043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=8521298358603649043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8521298358603649043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/8521298358603649043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeh.html' title='Yeh!!!'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-2467177682207837572</id><published>2008-07-12T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:36:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad luck!!</title><content type='html'>This morning when I got up, I stretch my left shoulder..Damn..It hurts.. Make my whole day not in the mood.. The worst was.. I DUNNOE HOW TO DO MY BS TUTORIAL!!!!! I dun even what it bullshitting!! Wat mean, wat sigma and lambda @@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-2467177682207837572?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/2467177682207837572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=2467177682207837572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2467177682207837572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/2467177682207837572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-luck.html' title='Bad luck!!'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-5210544378921423044</id><published>2008-07-10T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:03:37.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StUpId dEsMoNd</title><content type='html'>What the heck is happening to me?? Is time to wake up!! Is not like old days, chit chatting when the teacher is teaching infront. That is ok coz is secondary school. But now u are in college!! I feel I like burning my mom's money. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get along wit frens is the most stupid things and  hard things to do. Dont know why.... I think I am not the type who good in socializing. In old days, I treat my fren with my true heart, but what i got??A ton of bullshit, bullshit!! What had i done wrong?? I just want to make friends, but i get cheated and hurt badly. Why?? Can anyone tell me the answer?? This experience makes me very carefull when making friends. So, i will hurt someone unpurposely, because i just want to defend myself by being hurt. "I DIDNT MEAN TO HURT ANYONE". Last time, i like to act someone tats not me to make my friends happy. I sacrifice so much, but what did i get??BULLSHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat people so good for what?? Nobody will appreciate it and remember it. In the other hand, when you treat people bad just a time, you will be scolded and insulted. What a world??&lt;br /&gt;So don't be so stupid. Please make frens smartly. I think i will soon find it.. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-5210544378921423044?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/5210544378921423044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=5210544378921423044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5210544378921423044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/5210544378921423044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/stupid-desmond.html' title='StUpId dEsMoNd'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1244579548601939015</id><published>2008-07-10T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:41:15.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Do friends n friends hard to interact with each other?? Problem will occur when we knew each other well or deeper. So, when we in this critical time. We should endure and try to tolerate with each other so that no conflict and hard feelings between each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1244579548601939015?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/1244579548601939015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=1244579548601939015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1244579548601939015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1244579548601939015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-3116317713273441149</id><published>2008-07-09T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:01:47.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/7/2008.Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SHTStCMMgAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8din_DjtrkM/s1600-h/BB_YIOIYEUIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221029539153215490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SHTStCMMgAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8din_DjtrkM/s320/BB_YIOIYEUIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first time playing truance..haha. V go watch a movie. That was damn nice. Especially Angelina Jolie, she was cool. I think i had fell in love wit her. Haha.. Her lips are very sexy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-3116317713273441149?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/3116317713273441149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=113087291714482742&amp;postID=3116317713273441149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3116317713273441149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/3116317713273441149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/972008wednesday.html' title='9/7/2008.Wednesday'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SHTStCMMgAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8din_DjtrkM/s72-c/BB_YIOIYEUIE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113087291714482742.post-1149864971221118335</id><published>2008-07-08T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:32:31.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/7/2008 Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Today, two of my fren stop talking with each other. actually, they are very close recently. But i dunno wat happen to them. I really hope to know wat happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/113087291714482742-1149864971221118335?l=desmenlosophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1149864971221118335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/113087291714482742/posts/default/1149864971221118335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmenlosophy.blogspot.com/2008/07/872008-tuesday.html' title='8/7/2008 Tuesday'/><author><name>ĦỡŊžрџŋχ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827834535333888759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U2aHKxjm5y8/SOuLdHI_CrI/AAAAAAAAACc/SpFBI1MaC-Q/S220/DSC00747.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
