<?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-22394694</id><updated>2012-01-06T21:25:22.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightening Lives, Empowering Generations!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-9158332312589952489</id><published>2008-03-20T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:12:07.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moved! (:</title><content type='html'>heh and i'm moving to a new place :D&lt;br /&gt;http://w4nderer.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a special number to be my last post (:&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-9158332312589952489?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/9158332312589952489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=9158332312589952489' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9158332312589952489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9158332312589952489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/moved.html' title='moved! (:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4217291983048898042</id><published>2008-03-16T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T10:55:30.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO LYNETTE!</title><content type='html'>supercalifragilisticexpialidocious friend :D&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a short note.&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i'll never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;and, i'm extremely proud of the person whom you are today.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and without you, i wouldn't be where i am today..&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt a lot from you and will continue to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hold my hand, when you feel alone..&lt;br /&gt;and you'll see another pair of footprints walking down the path alongside you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is the the "without you" sang by mariah carey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOR_jq9M53c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOR_jq9M53c&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddddddddddddddddddddddd!&lt;br /&gt;this is the &lt;b&gt;improved&lt;/b&gt; version of the previous video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cT18LZItBLA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cT18LZItBLA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i respect her that she takes it in her strides (:&lt;br /&gt;it's all in the name of good clean humour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4217291983048898042?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4217291983048898042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4217291983048898042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4217291983048898042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4217291983048898042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-lynette.html' title='HELLO LYNETTE!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1118414877917014419</id><published>2008-03-14T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T10:43:14.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>classic. LOL</title><content type='html'>omg omg omg you guys so have to watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super adore the part where she's trying to sing,&lt;br /&gt;"CAN'T LIVE..&lt;br /&gt;If living is without you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;how come it becomes "tulibu dibu douchoo"&lt;br /&gt;hilarious man i swear xD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1118414877917014419?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1118414877917014419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1118414877917014419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1118414877917014419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1118414877917014419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/classic-lol.html' title='classic. LOL'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1956283328092935701</id><published>2008-03-13T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:31:11.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh woke up super late today!&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;so much for eating well and sleeping well :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm putting on weight!&lt;br /&gt;supposed to work then lose weight but i'm putting on weight.&lt;br /&gt;booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious came over for dinner today ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;everything also don't eat !&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk :p&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so unhealthy! tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bro's going cruise tmr!&lt;br /&gt;i also want. haha.&lt;br /&gt;gamble gamble :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should pack my table. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;ja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna hop over to lj soon soon xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1956283328092935701?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1956283328092935701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1956283328092935701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1956283328092935701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1956283328092935701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/heh-woke-up-super-late-today-oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5565844491037350541</id><published>2008-03-12T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:01:24.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling happier over my results..&lt;br /&gt;the best of all so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;P, RM, Socio - B&lt;br /&gt;Com skill, IMP - C+&lt;br /&gt;Int Mar - C&lt;br /&gt;CRM - D+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah i know.&lt;br /&gt;really pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;still!&lt;br /&gt;it's better. xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-335029387170158907</id><published>2008-03-11T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:42:56.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diet!</title><content type='html'>means eating well and sleeping well.&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;oh mannnn.&lt;br /&gt;i've put on weight and having gastric on and off recently.&lt;br /&gt;gah. improper eating.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruffles is the love anyhow &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, at the IT fair, the two HP cashiers really complement each other..&lt;br /&gt;one is 17 but looks at least 23..&lt;br /&gt;the other is 31 but looks like 21!!!&lt;br /&gt;so it was a bit of laugh.&lt;br /&gt;-grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and HQ!&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-335029387170158907?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/335029387170158907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=335029387170158907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/335029387170158907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/335029387170158907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/diet.html' title='diet!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1292083602499380</id><published>2008-03-09T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:05:14.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>attachment</title><content type='html'>i swear i think i get attached to ppl too easily.&lt;br /&gt;it's only been 4 days!&lt;br /&gt;but i miss the HP people already..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;bonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought i wouldn't make it through the 4 days but i did!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm damn happy about it :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yayness please.&lt;br /&gt;i did it!&lt;br /&gt;okay i know it's nothing much for a lot of you but it means a lot for a pampered and spoilt kid for me ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nerissa and eunice waited for me to have dinner with them &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;and marril came down and bought bubble tea for me and georgeriana!&lt;br /&gt;also v sweet ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so tired that i couldn't even rmb how to open a car door omg. lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yahh.&lt;br /&gt;booooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, jia hong just reminded me to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;he said, july is older than june!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;cause we were comparing bdays hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;amusing -grins.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, 17 is older than 18!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1292083602499380?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1292083602499380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1292083602499380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1292083602499380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1292083602499380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/attachment.html' title='attachment'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1401197722163271261</id><published>2008-03-08T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:32:19.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like the people at HP.&lt;br /&gt;fun bunch (:&lt;br /&gt;haha i've like a mummy there even!&lt;br /&gt;she looks like 21 max but she's like 31 and has a kid.&lt;br /&gt;so i call her mummy. LOL :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sales wasn't really very good.&lt;br /&gt;but will work harder tml.&lt;br /&gt;plus it's last day!&lt;br /&gt;omg so tired pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes, letting go means running away and not being strong..&lt;br /&gt;and at times, i just wanna run away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my smile is what i wanna keep no matter how hard things get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bite not the hand who feeds you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1401197722163271261?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1401197722163271261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1401197722163271261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1401197722163271261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1401197722163271261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-like-people-at-hp.html' title=''/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2045490090680060942</id><published>2008-03-07T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:34:28.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm still thinking if i should move to lj!&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;CONGRATS TO SHERRY CHOO FOR GETTING 4 A's!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is like so,&lt;br /&gt;cool please. haha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy for you! :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy though damn tired today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Johnny for accompanying me for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i think Jiahong, a guy working in HP with me is damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;he keeps 'donating' his customers to me.&lt;br /&gt;so i kept donating back.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;tml is gna be so hectic.&lt;br /&gt;i need strength pls.&lt;br /&gt;any givers?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supercalifragilisticexpialidocious: loves! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2045490090680060942?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2045490090680060942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2045490090680060942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2045490090680060942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2045490090680060942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr_07.html' title='rawr'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5136065669411923071</id><published>2008-03-06T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:42:28.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr</title><content type='html'>first day of IT fair.&lt;br /&gt;coolness.&lt;br /&gt;we took the longest breaks and talked and laughed the most.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;fun-ness.&lt;br /&gt;but they might not be working tml le :(&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyhow, thank you wei loong, a guy whom i knew at the fair today,&lt;br /&gt;for getting me a 40% discount of subway and you yourself didn't get!&lt;br /&gt;so i felt really bad, and thank you v much (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks marril for working with me today anyhow. &lt;br /&gt;loves =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5136065669411923071?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5136065669411923071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5136065669411923071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5136065669411923071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5136065669411923071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr.html' title='rawr'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6438102563023066464</id><published>2008-03-05T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T08:19:55.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mia</title><content type='html'>IT fair tml!&lt;br /&gt;thank God i'm working with marril :D&lt;br /&gt;that's like the upside of the whole thing yayness. &lt;br /&gt;heh (:&lt;br /&gt;so probably won't be online much or blogging (:&lt;br /&gt;the weather's really crap now so take care of yourselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6438102563023066464?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-34313655413685211</id><published>2008-03-04T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T06:49:48.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope.</title><content type='html'>met arlene today.&lt;br /&gt;after 3 long years..&lt;br /&gt;i missed her after all the hanging outs we used to have.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, she was late. aha.&lt;br /&gt;went to check movies..&lt;br /&gt;bought fool's gold.&lt;br /&gt;haha. went to eat mos for lunch then went into movie le.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i picked that. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;it's a pretty cool movie..&lt;br /&gt;i especially like the bimbo cause she's just so LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to esplanade thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;our usual hangout. haha.&lt;br /&gt;while on the way there, kinda hungry and we were walking through marina sq so just went to ljs.&lt;br /&gt;another usual hangout. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at esplanade, there were doing some construction thingy there.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep on arlene. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why today damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;so yah. got police there lehs!&lt;br /&gt;they asked the person beside us for his IC.&lt;br /&gt;also don't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to cine cause someone wanted to eat famous amos cookie -.-&lt;br /&gt;lol. so sun bian had dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time i ate so slowly omg!&lt;br /&gt;bumped into kc friends and justinian and his gf.&lt;br /&gt;small world..&lt;br /&gt;thanks arlene for today and accompanying me for dinner even though i took damn long haha.&lt;br /&gt;and what the.&lt;br /&gt;she thought i was attached to yp before &lt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;never never never. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;will you let us keep the promise made 5 years ago?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you lost your sensitivity..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i never lose that,&lt;br /&gt;nor lose my hope, love, or trust in people.&lt;br /&gt;if you ever gain it back,&lt;br /&gt;i'll welcome you back with open arms.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home by taking the president's lane.&lt;br /&gt;went to sit on the swing a while to think through some things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;to the person who's always been there:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for wanting to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;i think we should.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just really tired of being there cause you need me,&lt;br /&gt;cause the person who you normally need doesn't happen to be there or let you down.&lt;br /&gt;and if ever, this friendship ends because of either you and i become better people,&lt;br /&gt;by all means, i would let you go with love.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry this had to come to this stage..&lt;br /&gt;i've been truly disappointed but it's your life.&lt;br /&gt;you have to walk and learn..&lt;br /&gt;never forget that i love you.&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;oh ytd i was teaching johnny how to make first impressions better and he tried my advice today.&lt;br /&gt;and his friend couldn't recognise him! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and, thanks also for offering to come down IT fair daily to buy my meals (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a second note,&lt;br /&gt;why is everything dying on me!&lt;br /&gt;the two lousy handphones died on me.&lt;br /&gt;my compie's dying on me.&lt;br /&gt;had to off and on the switch at least 5 times before the computer can on.&lt;br /&gt;and now my phone usb port can't be read and even after i've unplugged it from the computer,&lt;br /&gt;the phone is still charging?!?!&lt;br /&gt;from what source pls? omg.&lt;br /&gt;freaky.&lt;br /&gt;ok i tried taking out the usb from the phone and it's still charging.&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-34313655413685211?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/34313655413685211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=34313655413685211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/34313655413685211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/34313655413685211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/hope.html' title='hope.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2835738998868044546</id><published>2008-03-03T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T08:03:19.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chilled</title><content type='html'>heh.&lt;br /&gt;started off my day with squash!&lt;br /&gt;so met johnny at engine bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to his house.&lt;br /&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;i hate it that whenever i want to do outdoor sports, it rains!&lt;br /&gt;F5.&lt;br /&gt;went to play squash since it was raining :(&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played like 20mins, rain stopped! w00ts.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to clear the practice court the floor..&lt;br /&gt;the practice court is actually a wall court so cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8wfcH7h_II/AAAAAAAAAdE/FlFXmHFXPL8/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8wfcH7h_II/AAAAAAAAAdE/FlFXmHFXPL8/s400/DSC01381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173544639967394946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda pity whoever who's playing tennis with me and supplies the tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;cause right, we started out with like around 12 tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;and me, being the noob, kept hitting over the wall!&lt;br /&gt;and disappeared. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so like, in the end left 5 cause someone threw back 2. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;oh man sad case.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, it was fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;more fun than squash :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tm eat thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Johnny for treating me to lunch at pastamania (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was boarding the bus home when i heard a man asking the driver sth.&lt;br /&gt;man: "this bus go to temasek poly?"&lt;br /&gt;driver: "no"&lt;br /&gt;man: "then how you go tp?"&lt;br /&gt;driver: "walk can already"&lt;br /&gt;man: "how to walk?"&lt;br /&gt;driver: "walk straight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!! really mehs wa lau.&lt;br /&gt;i think the driver anyhow give directions can.&lt;br /&gt;normally from tampines interchange, people always take 69 or 23 back to tp what!&lt;br /&gt;who walks pls. lolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, bathed and went out again to meet yp love.&lt;br /&gt;talked a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;went to bk, chatted.&lt;br /&gt;then went to suntec, ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;waited for yp's friend to knock off work and thereafter we decided to go esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;dno how come halfway change course and ended up at DXO.&lt;br /&gt;stupid yp smoked! =@&lt;br /&gt;damn disappointed but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;she said if i smoke one stick then she smoke.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end just let her smoke la. gah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bounded by promises anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;and yah.&lt;br /&gt;me and yp got kinda high there.&lt;br /&gt;oops. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training cancelled tml hooray!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2835738998868044546?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2835738998868044546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2835738998868044546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2835738998868044546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2835738998868044546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/chilled.html' title='chilled'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8wfcH7h_II/AAAAAAAAAdE/FlFXmHFXPL8/s72-c/DSC01381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-566422508973741352</id><published>2008-03-02T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T07:03:43.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>marril and pammie xD</title><content type='html'>met marril and pammie ytd :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe. ate at mos at 5 cause marril was hungry! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;pam 'didn't' eat.&lt;br /&gt;all she did was,&lt;br /&gt;"YAH LET ME TRY"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"EH, YOU DON'T WANT TO EAT ALR AH?"&lt;br /&gt;and she'll promptly finish it for marril.&lt;br /&gt;so nice of pam xD -grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jude came, went to macs to chill haha.&lt;br /&gt;then sent marril home.&lt;br /&gt;chatted a while at her house downstairs then needed to use toilet!&lt;br /&gt;so went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her room!&lt;br /&gt;she has a tv by her bed &lt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAUH7h_DI/AAAAAAAAAcc/V4os3w_3xIg/s1600-h/DSC01375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAUH7h_DI/AAAAAAAAAcc/V4os3w_3xIg/s400/DSC01375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173158573947092018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAUn7h_EI/AAAAAAAAAck/EH4n0Gaa1Mo/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAUn7h_EI/AAAAAAAAAck/EH4n0Gaa1Mo/s400/DSC01376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173158582537026626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going through her stuff. haha&lt;br /&gt;she's a lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. so pampered. :p&lt;br /&gt;this is a gift from someone..&lt;br /&gt;a perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAU37h_FI/AAAAAAAAAcs/QcNJt8CirCI/s1600-h/DSC01377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAU37h_FI/AAAAAAAAAcs/QcNJt8CirCI/s400/DSC01377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173158586831993938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it opens, there's music &lt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAU37h_GI/AAAAAAAAAc0/FsE8eAKjfFA/s1600-h/DSC01378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAU37h_GI/AAAAAAAAAc0/FsE8eAKjfFA/s400/DSC01378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173158586831993954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limited edition seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and normally, what do you think of when you hear victoria secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAVH7h_HI/AAAAAAAAAc8/JFR-HIyFLiU/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAVH7h_HI/AAAAAAAAAc8/JFR-HIyFLiU/s400/DSC01379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173158591126961266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingerie or some sort right?&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's body spray or some kinda. ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-566422508973741352?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/566422508973741352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=566422508973741352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/566422508973741352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/566422508973741352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/03/marril-and-pammie-xd.html' title='marril and pammie xD'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8rAUH7h_DI/AAAAAAAAAcc/V4os3w_3xIg/s72-c/DSC01375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-28390863959465534</id><published>2008-02-29T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:27:48.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if lyn stays over today it'll be 3 days i'm not slping alone :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway as i mentioned lyn stayed over on thurs night.&lt;br /&gt;haha damn funny pls.&lt;br /&gt;we both like slping at one end of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;(even though it's a single bed!)&lt;br /&gt;cause lyn always say i sleep then will push her to the corner so i slept at one end.&lt;br /&gt;but lyn, being miss nice :D still slept at the corner in case she scared she push me off the bed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayyy, i have her cute precious eeyore as my hostage. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the water bottle lyn gave me!&lt;br /&gt;small and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLjX7h--I/AAAAAAAAAb0/47VnGph4vTU/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLjX7h--I/AAAAAAAAAb0/47VnGph4vTU/s400/DSC01369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607980614581218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLjn7h-_I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0jUD5wt6AeU/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLjn7h-_I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0jUD5wt6AeU/s400/DSC01370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607984909548530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went for driving, came home.&lt;br /&gt;then after eunice came and picked me.&lt;br /&gt;went to singpost to eat subway then thereafter went her house a while to watch show.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then went out for supper!&lt;br /&gt;went to kallang foodcourt and i was so full omgz.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'm growing fat with the amount and the number of meals i'm eating :( lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around near kallang indoor stadium!&lt;br /&gt;the bridge v nice pls. haha. i like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is eunice sitting on the ledge. tsk&lt;br /&gt;emo alr, then wanna commit suicide. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;kidding xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLj37h_AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/x8cfqd5tpsA/s1600-h/DSC01371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLj37h_AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/x8cfqd5tpsA/s400/DSC01371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607989204515842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLkH7h_BI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UqmLnwzyUak/s1600-h/DSC01372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLkH7h_BI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UqmLnwzyUak/s400/DSC01372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607993499483154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fen's old shirt which she wanna lend me to slp but it's so small!&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't wear.&lt;br /&gt;plus i'm not a BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLkX7h_CI/AAAAAAAAAcU/77R9V_APOBA/s1600-h/DSC01373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLkX7h_CI/AAAAAAAAAcU/77R9V_APOBA/s400/DSC01373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607997794450466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn said leap years is damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;but the trailer didn't catch my eye!&lt;br /&gt;so i'm thinking if i should still watch it.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna go watch with me? (:&lt;br /&gt;or shld i just wait for lyn to buy the vcd.&lt;br /&gt;-grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay tennis tml!&lt;br /&gt;i've a packed schedule next week.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;stupid pamela going overseas :(&lt;br /&gt;cannot meet for long later cause she need to pack. boo :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-28390863959465534?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/28390863959465534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=28390863959465534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/28390863959465534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/28390863959465534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-lyn-stays-over-today-itll-be-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8jLjX7h--I/AAAAAAAAAb0/47VnGph4vTU/s72-c/DSC01369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-268783789577368037</id><published>2008-02-28T19:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:00:27.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayy</title><content type='html'>johnny created a maple acct in aq!&lt;br /&gt;so i have someone to play with now :D&lt;br /&gt;instead of playing alone. boo. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynnie stayed over xD&lt;br /&gt;then we had like two lappies and one desktop on in my room cause we were all doing different things.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. lol. like running some big business :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks lyn for coming over and for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ultra cute&lt;/span&gt; stitch water bottle and the card =D&lt;br /&gt;oh ps, you left your calculator here ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muscles all aching i swear haha.&lt;br /&gt;outcome of not exercising regularly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it shall be more regular now!&lt;br /&gt;i hope. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-268783789577368037?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/268783789577368037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=268783789577368037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/268783789577368037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/268783789577368037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/yayy.html' title='yayy'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5670326269493191368</id><published>2008-02-28T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T04:50:03.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exercising</title><content type='html'>makes me fat.&lt;br /&gt;because!&lt;br /&gt;after i exercise, i will be v v v v hungry and i'll eat!&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm fatter than i have been in days or even weeks. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, let me backtrack to a few days first before coming back to exercising! aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat, went out with godma, mum, bro and tricia to vivo! haha&lt;br /&gt;godma treated us to lunch (:&lt;br /&gt;and outside in the sky park, we saw this sign ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8aroh9VImI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iU82pfe_pIE/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8aroh9VImI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iU82pfe_pIE/s400/DSC01352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172009934880318050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor took a photo of it also ahah.&lt;br /&gt;i posed my butt there! don't think he got it though.&lt;br /&gt;-grins. it's just for laughs. ahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday after church, went with eunice to expo metro sale.&lt;br /&gt;this was part of eunice's merchandise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8aroh9VInI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Pj5MCRrgDcM/s1600-h/DSC01353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8aroh9VInI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Pj5MCRrgDcM/s400/DSC01353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172009934880318066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn cute right!&lt;br /&gt;hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking if it's really damn cute right, i'll buy it.. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8arox9VIoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/he2xRdmhnv4/s1600-h/DSC01354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8arox9VIoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/he2xRdmhnv4/s400/DSC01354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172009939175285378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. it looks worse than dracula having a bad plastic surgery man.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday accompanied sherry again.&lt;br /&gt;haha she's lazy!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, ate at pastamania while waiting for the movie "L change the world" to start.&lt;br /&gt;this was my portion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8arpB9VIpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/sFSqQSvpawU/s1600-h/DSC01355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8arpB9VIpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/sFSqQSvpawU/s400/DSC01355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172009943470252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually took it cause it's really damn bloody little compared to other outlets.&lt;br /&gt;so inconsistent one their portion!&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, went to sch to lunch with sihui and thereafter, went to johnny's house..&lt;br /&gt;this is the view from his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8arpR9VIqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/miyraj5ebTk/s1600-h/DSC01368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8arpR9VIqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/miyraj5ebTk/s400/DSC01368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172009947765220002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to play tennis but got some construction shit so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;we played squash instead! i have quite bad ball sense LOL.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;still, it's fun and i'll probably be playing more from now on to exercise and build my stamina (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after exercising, i was damn hungry so i ate goreng pisang which the maid made. haha&lt;br /&gt;and went to parkway to play pool with clarissa and her friend kevin.&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat macs. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;fat already. come home, my stomach is bloated! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;therefore. i conclude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;exercising makes me fat.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, after 10 more entries here i'll probably move to LJ.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5670326269493191368?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5670326269493191368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5670326269493191368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5670326269493191368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5670326269493191368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/exercising.html' title='exercising'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R8aroh9VImI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iU82pfe_pIE/s72-c/DSC01352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6435297722066343602</id><published>2008-02-27T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:25:12.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>bie qi nei!&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;ni hui you fu bao de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. these phrases have been in my head lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you nat for calling.&lt;br /&gt;meant a lot, made me feel a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my supercalifragilisticexpialidocious friend, i love you lots.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for taking the initiative to talk to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;** **** says &lt;333 to *** *******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6435297722066343602?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6435297722066343602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6435297722066343602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6435297722066343602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6435297722066343602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4227043964483158840</id><published>2008-02-26T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:57:58.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new chpt has begun</title><content type='html'>it takes courage to let go..&lt;br /&gt;but it takes even greater courage to move on and walk down the path ahead bravely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied sihui to the doc cause she wasn't feeling well..&lt;br /&gt;then accompanied her home as well.&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, fenny called me asked me to have dinner! :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so i took and mrt there.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like so excited cause i missed fenny loads hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the mrt and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;couldn't help but tear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this really cute baby! aha&lt;br /&gt;his mum(?) or whoever it was that was carrying him ask him to say bye to me.&lt;br /&gt;and he did along with a flying kiss!&lt;br /&gt;so i blew back a flying kiss and oh how shy he was.&lt;br /&gt;so adorable luh.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;totally cheered me up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at sakae.&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time right, 2 ppl eat till $38.22.&lt;br /&gt;for me normally i go out eat right.&lt;br /&gt;it's like 2 people max is $30!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;wheee. but still, nice food, great company. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then accompanied jie to go look for her wedding shoes.&lt;br /&gt;so hard to find! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;she wants to buy a dno Loewe bag which is 3.7k which will be her trademark bag this year.&lt;br /&gt;her last year bag was 2.4k gucci bag. lol&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, headed home thereafter (:&lt;br /&gt;and that sums up my day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4227043964483158840?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4227043964483158840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4227043964483158840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4227043964483158840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4227043964483158840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-chpt-has-begun.html' title='a new chpt has begun'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1556298521241415190</id><published>2008-02-23T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:30:31.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my girl</title><content type='html'>oh man i'm becoming a kdrama fanatic like sherry! &lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;this is bad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway!&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn sadddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booo :(&lt;br /&gt;i watch the show i become sad when zhengyu comes on screen!&lt;br /&gt;it's like he likes youlin who likes gongcan who likes shixuan!&lt;br /&gt;wa lau. worse than a love triangle.&lt;br /&gt;but zhengyu is like the silent pillar and like damn sad luh!&lt;br /&gt;damn sad damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo :(&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the show. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i hope in the end zhengyu will be happy!&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care about the rest even though they're the main leads.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1556298521241415190?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1556298521241415190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1556298521241415190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1556298521241415190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1556298521241415190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-girl.html' title='my girl'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4283750052261776796</id><published>2008-02-21T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:53:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk-a-lot day @ jalan besar.</title><content type='html'>edit// oh yah. sherry is a copycat. she has the same stitch pencil box and likes orange too &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want sit trishaw!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally uploaded my photos from my hp lol.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;that jas left sg alr :( boo.&lt;br /&gt;some photos of her and me when i stayed over :D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lHx9VIcI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pVhMoTGxYTw/s1600-h/jas5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lHx9VIcI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pVhMoTGxYTw/s400/jas5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169469500379439554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this cause it's like really perfect fit to face! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIR9VIdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pVlfVKJ8ycM/s1600-h/grace+%26+jas+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIR9VIdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pVlfVKJ8ycM/s400/grace+%26+jas+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169469508969374162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent like half an hour taking photo rawr. there were a lot NGs on this frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIh9VIeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cGt4hvvbKmk/s1600-h/grace+%26+jas+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIh9VIeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cGt4hvvbKmk/s400/grace+%26+jas+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169469513264341474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. then eunice and me has been going out recently when we're emo or down. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIh9VIfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xRMnjaxxjwM/s1600-h/grace+in+eunice%27s+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIh9VIfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xRMnjaxxjwM/s400/grace+in+eunice%27s+car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169469513264341490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in her car (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIx9VIgI/AAAAAAAAAac/Btn7OLBJWpU/s1600-h/eunice+%26+grace%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lIx9VIgI/AAAAAAAAAac/Btn7OLBJWpU/s400/eunice+%26+grace%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169469517559308802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice &amp;amp; me at the bridge. dno which one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vday! heh i received presents from lyn, marril, sihui :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lvx9VIhI/AAAAAAAAAak/oO2l5L8plTw/s1600-h/bouquet+of+rocher%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lvx9VIhI/AAAAAAAAAak/oO2l5L8plTw/s400/bouquet+of+rocher%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169470187574206994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only took marril's present though. cause it's nice and i barely get it and it had to be dismantled to be eaten! lol.&lt;br /&gt;thanks marril &lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwB9VIiI/AAAAAAAAAas/0hfeowRjZZ4/s1600-h/su+%26+jas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwB9VIiI/AAAAAAAAAas/0hfeowRjZZ4/s400/su+%26+jas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169470191869174306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;su and jas at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday i watched kungfu dunk and PS i love you and it's the best two out of all the movies i've watched recently. heh.&lt;br /&gt;xD damn nice la.&lt;br /&gt;really like it :D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is walk-a-lot day.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied sherry to jalan besar for her work haha.&lt;br /&gt;we both woke up late oops. xD&lt;br /&gt;it was crazy shit. haha the amount i've walked today is the most out of all i've walked in a few years. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;good exercise though! i need it. lol (:&lt;br /&gt;we walked jalan besar road like i think about 3 times up and down. loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw swings! so we decided to play :D&lt;br /&gt;we were just talking about swings at the previous playground and tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwR9VIjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/lYSZlP_dWp0/s1600-h/sherry+on+swing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwR9VIjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/lYSZlP_dWp0/s400/sherry+on+swing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169470196164141618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry on the swing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwh9VIkI/AAAAAAAAAa8/AttiQuosh9k/s1600-h/slipperless+sherry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwh9VIkI/AAAAAAAAAa8/AttiQuosh9k/s400/slipperless+sherry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169470200459108930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slipperless sherry cause i took her slipper haha.&lt;br /&gt;like one small kid like that. cover her face. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwh9VIlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/t3-R7EogGy0/s1600-h/sherry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lwh9VIlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/t3-R7EogGy0/s400/sherry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169470200459108946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to ps.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch L but too late. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so nvm!&lt;br /&gt;another day (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for accompanying me for dinner and for the talks (:&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen sherry in ages anyhow. lol&lt;br /&gt;yay she passed me kdrama vcd :D&lt;br /&gt;i have supplier le. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;ok tired. gna slp soon i think (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynnie i miss you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4283750052261776796?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4283750052261776796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4283750052261776796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4283750052261776796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4283750052261776796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/walk-lot-day-jalan-besar.html' title='walk-a-lot day @ jalan besar.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R72lHx9VIcI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pVhMoTGxYTw/s72-c/jas5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6671488215991999670</id><published>2008-02-18T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T10:08:02.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and..</title><content type='html'>so i've been playing since sch ended wahhaa. xD&lt;br /&gt;gna go find work or some sort to do soon.&lt;br /&gt;going overseas next month hehs.&lt;br /&gt;probably genting or cruise or around m'sia. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been mapling with sherry past few nights lol till like up to 6am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;coolness. xD&lt;br /&gt;ahh i'm not supposed to be addicted but thanks to addicted sherry. xD lol&lt;br /&gt;so anyhow, playing with her is v fun and amusing.&lt;br /&gt;just today, she was chasing me around the town to whip me. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;crazy hahaha. xD&lt;br /&gt;loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6671488215991999670?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6671488215991999670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6671488215991999670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6671488215991999670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6671488215991999670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/and.html' title='and..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8000995879401319506</id><published>2008-02-15T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:40:00.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fortunate.</title><content type='html'>today, i learnt something which will probably help me to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i think back upon the people who are around me and those who loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i believe that i'm an extremely fortunate and lucky person and i have a lot in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;give back to life what life has given me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watch the sun rise and it's a brand new day ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Thank you notes ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sihui: thank you for being here. for loving and understanding me. for your thoughts, and for your care. you've made a huge difference in my world. i love you. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn: thank you for everything, for being so sweet and for always the friend so true. i really hope our friendship grows and lasts till the end. i appreciate you and love you a lot. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yp: for being here. words can't express a lot of what i feel. but thank you. ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas: you, who left singapore. you, whom i've found strength in. you, who means so much to me. you, whom i love. thank you jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fenny: thank you for being there, for listening. for loving me despite who i am. for just being here for me no matter what. i love you sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice: i know you won't see it. lol. thank you for always being here and bringing me out whenever i'm down. thank you for the car rides and the nights spent together. i love you mum. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the primary sch loves; marril, pam, val, wendy: the mutual understanding and the closeness will never be replaced. i love you guys. you've brought so much fun and love into my world. you people will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the secondary sch loves; yili, belle, mel, elaine: the contrast, the opposites of characters. still, for the fun, the understanding. thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chat room people; sherry, mingie, shifu, nat, shu zhen, arlene, erbert, tim: i can't imagine life without you people.&lt;br /&gt;sherry, though we don't talk often, i rmb our late night chats. and i really appreciate your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;mingie, thank you for always initiating to talk to me. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;shifu, you've impacted my life. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;nat, for your love, for the fun you've brought into my life.&lt;br /&gt;sz, for being here, for always comforting me and consoling me. for loving me despite all the headache and nonsense i give you. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;arlene, for sweet memories. i will cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;erbert &amp;amp; tim, for being here for me in the sec sch days. appreciated loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many more people i would love to thank.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what, i wanna thank all my friends and those who consider me a friend, for your love.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all,&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8000995879401319506?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8000995879401319506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8000995879401319506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8000995879401319506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8000995879401319506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/fortunate.html' title='fortunate.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1703753532272505878</id><published>2008-02-12T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:00:53.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens to Your Body Within an Hour of Drinking a Coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you want to be healthy? Drinking soda is bad for your health in so many ways; science can’t even state all the consequences. Here’s what happens in your body when you assault it with a Coke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R7HQih9VIZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Pxn8XgM8KdM/s1600-h/coke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R7HQih9VIZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Pxn8XgM8KdM/s400/coke.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166139539220406674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Within the first 10 minutes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; 10 teaspoons of sugar hit your system. This is 100 percent of your recommended daily intake, and the only reason you don’t vomit as a result of the overwhelming sweetness is because phosphoric acid cuts the flavor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Within 20 minutes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; your blood sugar spikes, and your liver responds to the resulting insulin burst by turning massive amounts of sugar into fat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Within 40 minutes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; caffeine absorption is complete; your pupils dilate, your blood pressure rises, and your livers dumps &lt;i style=""&gt;more sugar&lt;/i&gt; into your bloodstream.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Around 45 minutes&lt;/b&gt;, your body increases dopamine production, which stimulates the pleasure centers of your brain – a physically identical response to that of heroin, by the way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;After 60 minutes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;you’ll start to have a sugar crash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, the over-consumption of sodas and sweet drinks is one of the leading causes fueling the world-wide obesity epidemic.  &lt;p&gt;One independent, peer-reviewed study published in the British medical journal &lt;i&gt;The Lancet&lt;/i&gt; demonstrated a strong link between soda consumption and childhood obesity.  They found that 12-year-olds who drank soft drinks regularly were more likely to be overweight than those who didn't. In fact, for each additional daily serving of sugar-sweetened soft drink consumed during the nearly two-year study, the &lt;a href="http://www.mercola.com/2001/feb/28/obesity_soft_drinks.htm"&gt;risk of obesity jumped by 60 percent&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here’s another sobering fact if you’re struggling with weight issues: Just one extra can of soda per day can &lt;a href="http://www.mercola.com/2006/aug/24/how_many_pounds_does_one_extra_soft_drink_add_to_your_body.htm"&gt;add as much as 15 pounds&lt;/a&gt; to your weight over the course of a single year!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Other statistics on the health dangers of soft drinks include:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="Style2"&gt;One soda per day &lt;a href="http://www.mercola.com/2004/jun/26/soda_diabetes.htm"&gt;increases your risk of diabetes by 85 percent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="Style2"&gt;Soda drinkers have &lt;a href="http://www.mercola.com/2004/jun/2/soda_cancer.htm"&gt;higher cancer risk.&lt;/a&gt; While the federal limit for benzene in drinking water is 5 parts per billion (ppb), researchers have found benzene levels as high as 79 ppb in some soft drinks, and of the &lt;a href="http://www.mercola.com/2006/jun/6/soft_drinks_disease_in_a_can.htm"&gt;100 brands tested&lt;/a&gt;, most had at least some detectable level of benzene present &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="Style2"&gt;Soda has been shown to &lt;a href="http://v.mercola.com/blogs/public_blog/Drink-Soda-and-Damage-Your-DNA-18075.aspx"&gt;cause DNA damage&lt;/a&gt; – courtesy of sodium benzoate, a common preservative found in many soft drinks, which has the ability to switch off vital parts of your DNA. This could eventually lead to diseases such as cirrhosis of the liver and Parkinson's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1703753532272505878?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1703753532272505878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1703753532272505878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1703753532272505878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1703753532272505878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-happens-to-your-body-within-hour.html' title='What Happens to Your Body Within an Hour of Drinking a Coke'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R7HQih9VIZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Pxn8XgM8KdM/s72-c/coke.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-9148118627615052661</id><published>2008-02-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T10:22:24.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediocre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;          &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taken from someone's blog:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I’ve lived with mediocrity all my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was always contented with what I was, with what I had, with what I was given.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was honestly contented, and I was easily contented. I never saw the need to fight for things, never saw the need to fight for opportunities, never saw the need to fight for The Stage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just mediocre.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And that lack of ambition is precisely what made me who I am now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mediocre.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a bit of a quiet time just earlier on, amidst the bustling chingchong festive season.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was watching some YouTube videos of this singer I like, and it hit me hard, exactly how mediocre I am, after watching how the singer &lt;i&gt;“blossomed”&lt;/i&gt; as I watched the videos in approximate chronological order.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps it struck something in me because of the ‘proximity’ (for want of a better word).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It disgusts me, the way I actually allowed myself to be mediocre. We were offered the same (at least similar) opportunities, yet the singer had already climbed Way Up There, and I am still… me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was given chances. Many many chances. Chances that were thrown at my feet to let me step on, which would have propelled me Way Up There.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If only I had made good use of those chances. Perhaps I abused the chances given to me, because they were &lt;i&gt;given&lt;/i&gt; to me. If I had to fight it out and grab those chances, instead of being offered on a silver platter, I might have had treasured them so much more, instead of waving them away like the spoilt princess I was, thinking that those opportunities would always be available to me somehow, due to connections.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was the type that would never die out, because I would do (only) enough to stay afloat, yet I was also the type that would probably never shine (unless I did something about it), because I am lazy and full of shit excuses.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The ironic part is, I believe if you want to do something, then do it to the best. Otherwise, don’t even begin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yet to date, I have never excelled in anything, not studies, not sports, not singing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was always contented with what I had, and for some warped reason, I was contented being in the half-fucked category - neither the worst, nor the best.  I yearn for radical changes, yet I always felt for the need of familiarity, hence the perpetual struggle to decide whether to step out of my comfort zone, or simply remain status quo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;比上不足，比下有余。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How very apt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yep. That’s me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;i relate very strongly to that post..&lt;br /&gt;but i will not stay mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/22394694-9148118627615052661?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/9148118627615052661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=9148118627615052661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9148118627615052661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9148118627615052661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/mediocre.html' title='Mediocre'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6807719596965815159</id><published>2008-02-09T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:27:38.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY days!</title><content type='html'>okay i know it's a bit late, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy CNY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hope you all have collected a lot of ang paos and may you and your families always be in good health and prosperity be upon you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had reunion dinner together with grandma's birthday on Sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;first day of CNY was at mum's side. =))&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much, collect angpaos and played cards. heh.&lt;br /&gt;only took a photo with this cousin of mine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_x9VIXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/No5Wa1FiCpc/s1600-h/ryan+%26+grace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_x9VIXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/No5Wa1FiCpc/s400/ryan+%26+grace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164937176010793330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan &amp;amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day!&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet marilyn and daryl as i didn't have visiting to do.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, nat wanted me to meet erbert with her so i met all of them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch ahlong at cine.&lt;br /&gt;nat paid for my ticket!&lt;br /&gt;thanks babe &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the movie to start, ate at bistro at cine.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JsB9VIUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9SG-jwTXmdU/s1600-h/horrible+chezy+fries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JsB9VIUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9SG-jwTXmdU/s400/horrible+chezy+fries.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935737196749122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chezy fries sucked big time.&lt;br /&gt;me and marril ate a few and don't want to eat le.&lt;br /&gt;zzz. and marril paid my share. so ty &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to level 9 for movie,&lt;br /&gt;andd!&lt;br /&gt;giant sized stitch!&lt;br /&gt;damn cute pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62Jrx9VITI/AAAAAAAAAY4/hAkfE2xvsfg/s1600-h/giant-sized+stitch%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62Jrx9VITI/AAAAAAAAAY4/hAkfE2xvsfg/s400/giant-sized+stitch%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935732901781810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62Jrx9VISI/AAAAAAAAAYw/H2-tIvJLjek/s1600-h/giant-sized+stitch+%26+nat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62Jrx9VISI/AAAAAAAAAYw/H2-tIvJLjek/s400/giant-sized+stitch+%26+nat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935732901781794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah. the movie was pretty lame.&lt;br /&gt;the lame kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;what you expect from jack neo's movie.&lt;br /&gt;was an okay movie. kinda sian inside. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at chicago's steakhouse for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ahha.&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool experience cause erbert steak was on fire! didn't catch it though.&lt;br /&gt;was too late :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yp wanted to come thereafter, and yah.&lt;br /&gt;so marril left and we met yp at dhoby.&lt;br /&gt;was tired and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JrR9VIQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xUnZNTLs8b0/s1600-h/erbert+piggyback-ing+grace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JrR9VIQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xUnZNTLs8b0/s400/erbert+piggyback-ing+grace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935724311847170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erbert was nice to piggyback me. xD LOL&lt;br /&gt;i'm still the small kid i am. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;actually this is outside clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;inside cine he piggybacked me to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and he was so paiseh so no more till clarke quay. :(&lt;br /&gt;nat tried but she was in heels so yah. xD lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to clarke quay to drink..&lt;br /&gt;decided on clinic. haha. freakkyy.&lt;br /&gt;the drinks there were like a ripoff man.&lt;br /&gt;$50! and it's like, just half a blood bag. haha.&lt;br /&gt;eisen paid for it though. thanks! (:&lt;br /&gt;cool experience though. chair's are pretty comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JNR9VIPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uh3kTDZbw_M/s1600-h/yp,+nat,+grace+%40+clinic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JNR9VIPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uh3kTDZbw_M/s400/yp,+nat,+grace+%40+clinic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935208915771634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yp, nat, me at clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun posing for photos and i swear the ppl at the next table were amused by our antics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JMh9VILI/AAAAAAAAAX4/szqXvPR4kBo/s1600-h/aisen+drinking+from+blood+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JMh9VILI/AAAAAAAAAX4/szqXvPR4kBo/s400/aisen+drinking+from+blood+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935196030869682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eisen [erbert's bro] posing with the blood bag. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JNB9VINI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SoieIWpf3QU/s1600-h/grace+drinking+from+blood+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JNB9VINI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SoieIWpf3QU/s400/grace+drinking+from+blood+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935204620804306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JNB9VIOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/JoB98a1kM7g/s1600-h/nat+drinking+from+blood+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JNB9VIOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/JoB98a1kM7g/s400/nat+drinking+from+blood+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935204620804322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JMx9VIMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/lCpaUWtZ_eg/s1600-h/bloated+blood+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62JMx9VIMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/lCpaUWtZ_eg/s400/bloated+blood+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164935200325836994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we finished the drink which was damn fast, erbert blew air into it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yp wanted to dance so we went to club at arena after that.&lt;br /&gt;was damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;but yp had to bribe me into going so she sponsored half my entry fee. xD&lt;br /&gt;yeah. anyway, left after 2 hours.. cabbed home with eisen and bird.&lt;br /&gt;thanks eisen for cab fare again. (:&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 4. and dad locked the door. so bo bian must ring doorbell wake him up. xDD lol&lt;br /&gt;yp came over to my place. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day:&lt;br /&gt;went to dad's side..&lt;br /&gt;and there was lion dance as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_h9VIVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mTGNyQOavJs/s1600-h/lion+dance+%40+uncle+anthony%27s+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_h9VIVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mTGNyQOavJs/s400/lion+dance+%40+uncle+anthony%27s+house.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164937171715826002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm blessed with a lot of luck and fortune this year cause apparently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62LAh9VIYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/am4uu6C_7y8/s1600-h/vegetables+on+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62LAh9VIYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/am4uu6C_7y8/s400/vegetables+on+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164937188895695234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lion threw the vegetables and orange peel all over me.&lt;br /&gt;wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;i was eating halfway luh. got a shock. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;went to visit dad's aunt after that and home i am now blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to stay at jas' place later after i eat dinner so byee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh on a random note, i like lyn's wallet! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_x9VIWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/hKf2EIFhF-s/s1600-h/lyn%27s+wallet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_x9VIWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/hKf2EIFhF-s/s400/lyn%27s+wallet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164937176010793314" 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/22394694-6807719596965815159?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6807719596965815159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6807719596965815159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6807719596965815159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6807719596965815159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-days.html' title='CNY days!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R62K_x9VIXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/No5Wa1FiCpc/s72-c/ryan+%26+grace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4619208206572288671</id><published>2008-02-06T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:06:36.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwgxiUbDGws&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwgxiUbDGws&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaa. this has some funny short video clips of scenes at the back.&lt;br /&gt;but owww. some are so painful..&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, painfully funny.&lt;br /&gt;ahah i'm so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yay! 4 exams have finished, one more to go.&lt;br /&gt;next week last week of sch!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;pure ecstasy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4619208206572288671?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4619208206572288671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4619208206572288671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4619208206572288671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4619208206572288671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-for-laughs.html' title='just for laughs'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4874335367794397863</id><published>2008-02-05T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:43:42.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the path to attaining enlightenment</title><content type='html'>Conversation between my cousin and me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;oh, im trying to be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;haha okay secksy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sometimes i wanna just punch you hard says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yes you are very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sometimes i wanna just punch you hard says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1 good deed done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i wanna do many good deeds within this 40 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so i can BRAG to GOD about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GOD can see you IDIOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you don't have to brag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;let me slap you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;that's another good deed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;if that will save the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;uh i was juz kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;im sucha nice guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;u SHOULDNT hit me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;why not? i'm helping you accumulate good deeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;thats wayy toooooooooo good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i want small small wan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nope. good is good. the bigger the better, then you don't have to brag. GOD will just love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i want smaller ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;im very humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;`  JVl [ a ] tt `  [ L ] eO `            tic TAC toe!       Humor is simply a funny way of being serious.       ` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;FOR NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;serenity says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oh don't worry. Jesus is also very humble that's why he said if someone slaps you on one cheek, offer him the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and that was the end of the convo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lazy to entertain him thereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyone else wants to accumulate more good deeds? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4874335367794397863?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4874335367794397863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4874335367794397863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4874335367794397863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4874335367794397863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/path-to-attaining-enlightenment.html' title='the path to attaining enlightenment'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-9025240006494357435</id><published>2008-02-02T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T07:59:56.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeans day!</title><content type='html'>today was a pretty lucky day.&lt;br /&gt;i reached bus stop and interchange, i missed my bus. &lt;br /&gt;haha socio sucked, hope i pass anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;met lyn and accompanied her to tamp.&lt;br /&gt;went to swarovski to check out some prices, and levi's cause lyn wanna buy jeans. lol&lt;br /&gt;koped her food at pastamania cause wasn't hungry, played arcde! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i outgrew it hahahaha. guess NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereafter, went home and eunice picked me up..&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her to taka and then to some visual artist's place. coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPgTU7gdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5fOBOCHPQr4/s1600-h/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPgTU7gdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5fOBOCHPQr4/s400/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408857980076498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was why we went there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really a ulu place man. &lt;br /&gt;all the way in..&lt;br /&gt;looked like some rural area man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SQzTU7ggI/AAAAAAAAAXw/J2jwwg_bMCw/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SQzTU7ggI/AAAAAAAAAXw/J2jwwg_bMCw/s400/DSC01146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162410283909218818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPhDU7gfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/7y7zJ-L2CbE/s1600-h/DSC01145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPhDU7gfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/7y7zJ-L2CbE/s400/DSC01145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408870864978418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pavement outside his floor.. coolness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPBjU7gXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/7Fki-WcUZ50/s1600-h/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPBjU7gXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/7Fki-WcUZ50/s400/DSC01136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408329699098994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside of the artist's [zech] visual studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPCjU7gZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Z_-CKVSbZPE/s1600-h/DSC01139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPCjU7gZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Z_-CKVSbZPE/s400/DSC01139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408346878968210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doggy painting, it's damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPCzU7gaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/n_7YAfvRxFU/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPCzU7gaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/n_7YAfvRxFU/s400/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408351173935522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPDTU7gbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_oUucLunfjk/s1600-h/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPDTU7gbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_oUucLunfjk/s400/DSC01141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408359763870130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPfzU7gcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YCnHpPReWro/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPfzU7gcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YCnHpPReWro/s400/DSC01142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408849390141890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPgjU7geI/AAAAAAAAAXg/RS8Saou-qnw/s1600-h/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPgjU7geI/AAAAAAAAAXg/RS8Saou-qnw/s400/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408862275043810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all part of his studio..&lt;br /&gt;interesting huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. was damn hungry thereafter, so went to eat yong tau fu.&lt;br /&gt;had a craving for it.. then had pasa malam so eunice bought some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;headed to parkway to shop after dinner..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get jeans..&lt;br /&gt;then went to levi's.. decided to see if got anything there..&lt;br /&gt;even though yeah, i never buy levi's cause don't really suit me plus,&lt;br /&gt;i got 1 levi's jeans before and wore once and that's it. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;tried on a lot, tiring man, in the end lazy to try already cause couldn't find anything that is comfortable and suits me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;like all the baggy ones were really too baggy and loose and eunice commented:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you trying to put chicken in your jeans ah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. chicken?! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landed up in mark's and spencers..&lt;br /&gt;anddddd, look see look see, somehow eunice conned me into trying more jeans.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;well, no size for me after all.&lt;br /&gt;then, she saw girl jeans on the rack that people &lt;i&gt;try already then don't want&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she asked me to try because the saleslady helpfully said the blue one is on sale. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried both, she said it's nice on me plus it goes with my baggy shirt.&lt;br /&gt;initially i wanted to just buy the black one which was 59.&lt;br /&gt;the blue one had no price tag, so we went to check.&lt;br /&gt;it was the on sale one at only 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;eunice ask me to get if not v wasted. dort.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i did cause it's baggier than the black one!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;i've like, 8 jeans at home already?!&lt;br /&gt;5 guys, 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;and the girl's ones, all like wear less than 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;i feel very wasteful. buy already then never wear.&lt;br /&gt;like got 1 girl pants and guy jeans, i buy for event, wear once or twice only.&lt;br /&gt;and it's like $90+ and $60+ respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i need to wear them more! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, you guys will see me wearing more jeans other than my usual 3. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh but i don't want to wear more girl &lt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to cut my hair. it's long already. &lt;br /&gt;anyone want to cut for me? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-9025240006494357435?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/9025240006494357435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=9025240006494357435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9025240006494357435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9025240006494357435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/jeans-day.html' title='jeans day!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6SPgTU7gdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5fOBOCHPQr4/s72-c/DSC01143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4091433357922478888</id><published>2008-02-01T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T03:45:34.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness as always.</title><content type='html'>i always don't know what to put for title whenever i blog.&lt;br /&gt;people always say left handers are very creative.&lt;br /&gt;but i think it's in the genes.&lt;br /&gt;i was born with no creativity. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;even &lt;u&gt;19 years old&lt;/u&gt; always rub it in. haha&lt;br /&gt;eh you're going to be stuck with the name &lt;u&gt;19 years old&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be damn damn damn sad when jas and nat go back :(&lt;br /&gt;why must people migrate.&lt;br /&gt;how saddening.&lt;br /&gt;and when is that tan shu zhen! coming back.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm supposed to be studying for socio cause i've a test tml -_-&lt;br /&gt;and why do i have celebration of learning &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; socio presentation on valentines day!&lt;br /&gt;so anti-climax.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;but i love CNY and valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;cause got holiday and ang baos and more movies to watch!&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must nails grow?&lt;br /&gt;it's such a hassle to cut them like every fortnight!&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm a super random person i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow has good sunny but not scorching weather!&lt;br /&gt;then i can go cycling :D&lt;br /&gt;which is good cause i need to exercise and i need stamina so badly!&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up early! and i left house early for sch!&lt;br /&gt;cause today is like the last consultation for A&amp;P(thank God),&lt;br /&gt;andddd, i've never missed a single lesson but i have a warning letter thanks to lateness.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;and today damn suay! wait at bus stop for 20 mins before arriving two at once.&lt;br /&gt;pek chek pls.&lt;br /&gt;then at like 8.55am then bus 69 and omgggggg.&lt;br /&gt;teacher only gives 5 mins grace for being late if not she'll mark absent.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm like crap it.&lt;br /&gt;and i was planning not to take mc cause it's damn stupid..&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, vicky called just when i reached the bus stop.. which was 9.10.&lt;br /&gt;and she said, "teacher give you 3 mins, and if you're not here, that's it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i ran.&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;i mean unbelievable that i actually ran for class.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;but i really really really wanted to be early today cause it's the last lesson!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i made it. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my teacher gave me comments, she said: i'm aloof from my group at the beginning of the year, don't know if whether i'm slower at adapting. and whenever i talk, it's like as if my group is hearing me for the first time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm better now.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and i really like working with my current group even though i'm so aloof.&lt;br /&gt;-grins.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall go study now. (:&lt;br /&gt;fulfil my priorities as a student first..&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4091433357922478888?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4091433357922478888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4091433357922478888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4091433357922478888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4091433357922478888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/02/randomness-as-always.html' title='randomness as always.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3478211091225749507</id><published>2008-01-30T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:42:41.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQbjU7gRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/BkmtL85qyIk/s1600-h/grace+%26+lyn+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQbjU7gRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/BkmtL85qyIk/s400/grace+%26+lyn+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495082213015826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQbzU7gSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/BZXEs6gpo3M/s1600-h/grace+%26+lyn+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQbzU7gSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/BZXEs6gpo3M/s400/grace+%26+lyn+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495086507983138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQcDU7gTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5duavYlF6hE/s1600-h/faces+on+table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQcDU7gTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5duavYlF6hE/s400/faces+on+table.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495090802950450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the &lt;u&gt;19 years old&lt;/u&gt; -grins.&lt;br /&gt;taken at cine level 2, bistro(?)..&lt;br /&gt;we were eating fondue! (:&lt;br /&gt;though it kinda has no taste to me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQcDU7gUI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UqRYkzjmlNo/s1600-h/nat+%26+grace+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQcDU7gUI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UqRYkzjmlNo/s400/nat+%26+grace+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495090802950466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat nat and me! boo she's going back soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQcTU7gVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nY1hOMvIF3g/s1600-h/hsm+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQcTU7gVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nY1hOMvIF3g/s400/hsm+bag.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495095097917778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQuzU7gWI/AAAAAAAAAWg/0wGTleXdKQo/s1600-h/hsm+bag2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQuzU7gWI/AAAAAAAAAWg/0wGTleXdKQo/s400/hsm+bag2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495412925497698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this two photos were taken yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;saw these bags. haha so cool.&lt;br /&gt;watched 27 dresses ytd with nat since she wanted to watch if not she would miss it by the time she goes back. =P&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty cool. lol.&lt;br /&gt;something new..&lt;br /&gt;but i still prefer wedding crashes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i needa go school already!&lt;br /&gt;i've got hectic days ahead with a few exams..&lt;br /&gt;so byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3478211091225749507?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3478211091225749507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3478211091225749507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3478211091225749507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3478211091225749507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/01/photos.html' title='photos (:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R6FQbjU7gRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/BkmtL85qyIk/s72-c/grace+%26+lyn+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-9135739815309952439</id><published>2008-01-27T12:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T12:12:22.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to ....</title><content type='html'>LYNETTE NG QI JUN!&lt;br /&gt;happy 19th.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE OLD.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;xDDD&lt;br /&gt;-hugs.&lt;br /&gt;best wishes and enjoy your day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam tml. i haven't started! oh no.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;aiya who cares.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i love talking to eunice.&lt;br /&gt;i love talking to fenny.&lt;br /&gt;i miss eunice and fenny!&lt;br /&gt;they're both very nice people.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;misses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-9135739815309952439?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/9135739815309952439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=9135739815309952439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9135739815309952439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9135739815309952439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to.html' title='happy birthday to ....'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1328561272729319265</id><published>2008-01-15T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:02:24.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa.</title><content type='html'>baby breakdancing OMGGGGGG LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiNUkDnDMFA&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiNUkDnDMFA&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&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/22394694-1328561272729319265?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1328561272729319265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1328561272729319265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1328561272729319265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1328561272729319265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/01/whoa.html' title='whoa.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5259109071542394605</id><published>2008-01-07T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T05:28:33.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Can I Like Myself?</title><content type='html'>In our hearts, most of us believe we should be doing better. &lt;br /&gt;We think that we should have gotten higher grades. &lt;br /&gt;We want to be popular and hang out with the "in" crowd.&lt;br /&gt;We feel we don't measure up to our parents' expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Our parents help us confirm this idea when they ask, "Why can't you be more like your brother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you are feeling low, be your own best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Accept that, &lt;i&gt;up to now, you have lived your life the best way you know how.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;No one sets out to screw up their life!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like anyone, you've done the odd stupid thing. &lt;br /&gt;With more information you'll likely do better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liking yourself means forgiving yourself.&lt;br /&gt;If you have made some serious mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;if you have hurt some people - and yourself - feeling guilty won't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you are feeling guilty about something, you have already suffered.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Being guilty for another six months won't help anybody.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from "being a happy teenager" by Andrew Matthews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This serves as a reminder to me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5259109071542394605?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5259109071542394605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5259109071542394605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5259109071542394605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5259109071542394605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-can-i-like-myself.html' title='How Can I Like Myself?'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4481171067508282393</id><published>2008-01-03T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T04:46:21.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Seven Weirdest Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1. Hundertwasser's House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXpdjI3MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0oABe-Ar8x8/s1600-h/12_8Hunder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXpdjI3MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0oABe-Ar8x8/s400/12_8Hunder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151229181111622850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 50 apartments, constructed in 1982-1985, have no straight lines or surfaces, and they’re completely asymmetrical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The Upside-Down House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXp9jI3NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RGDkUHinToE/s1600-h/12_8Upsidedown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXp9jI3NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RGDkUHinToE/s400/12_8Upsidedown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151229189701557458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located in Szymbark, Poland, the Upside-Down House is a tourist attraction intended to make a statement about the Communist era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Toilet-Shaped House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXqNjI3OI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/N6LaSu5VPR4/s1600-h/12_8toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXqNjI3OI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/N6LaSu5VPR4/s400/12_8toilet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151229193996524770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This house, built by the founding member of the World Toilet Association, is dedicated to providing clean sanitation to the more than 2 billion people who live without toilets. Its official name is Haewoojae, which is Korean for "a place of sanctuary where one can solve one's worries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. The House on a Stick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXqtjI3PI/AAAAAAAAAVY/US_ZAiRaedc/s1600-h/12_8houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXqtjI3PI/AAAAAAAAAVY/US_ZAiRaedc/s400/12_8houses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151229202586459378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modeled after highway billboards, this 290-square-foot house is designed to fit anywhere, including forests, seas, lakes, mountains, meadows and city streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Bubble House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXq9jI3QI/AAAAAAAAAVg/uSpz8NePHog/s1600-h/12_8bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXq9jI3QI/AAAAAAAAAVg/uSpz8NePHog/s400/12_8bubble.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151229206881426690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion designer Pierre Cardin thought up the idea for this one to “demonstrate the possibility of short-circuiting traditional architecture in the name of original, contemporary design.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. The Broken Column House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zYnNjI3RI/AAAAAAAAAVo/R_uaktQ2Ofw/s1600-h/12_8column.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zYnNjI3RI/AAAAAAAAAVo/R_uaktQ2Ofw/s400/12_8column.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151230241968545042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This house was created by the aristocrat François Nicolas Henri Racine de Monville, who also lived in the house immediately before the French Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. The Glass House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zYnNjI3SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/IBRbE-ZySd0/s1600-h/12_8glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zYnNjI3SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/IBRbE-ZySd0/s400/12_8glass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151230241968545058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American architect Philip Johnson designed this beautiful, if not very functional, home. The house boasts quarter-inch thick glass walls supported by black steel pillars, walnut cabinets and a brick cylinder that contains the bathroom. It is open to the public for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting. Haha. Which one would you like to live in? xD&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind the toilet, the glass house, or the house on a stick if it's on the sea! =D hehs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4481171067508282393?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4481171067508282393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4481171067508282393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4481171067508282393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4481171067508282393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-seven-weirdest-houses.html' title='Top Seven Weirdest Houses'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R3zXpdjI3MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0oABe-Ar8x8/s72-c/12_8Hunder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1199404368707585372</id><published>2008-01-01T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:12:12.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Without Limbs.</title><content type='html'>this has really inspired me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year all! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1199404368707585372?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1199404368707585372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1199404368707585372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1199404368707585372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1199404368707585372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-without-limbs.html' title='Life Without Limbs.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3946295447858845100</id><published>2007-12-23T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T08:05:58.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing cambodia</title><content type='html'>i'm back (:&lt;br /&gt;and boy do i miss cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;it was a good experience...&lt;br /&gt;one that will always remain with me wherever i may go.&lt;br /&gt;the kids there are really lovely..&lt;br /&gt;the traffic was really horrible but fun. xD lol.&lt;br /&gt;the language was really hard to pick up..&lt;br /&gt;most places or houses were really run down..&lt;br /&gt;beggars were amidst the streets..&lt;br /&gt;big contrast between the rich and the poor..&lt;br /&gt;mosquitoes were plenty in certain places..&lt;br /&gt;happiness was carried on everyone's faces and in their hearts despite being less fortunate..&lt;br /&gt;all that sums cambodia. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3946295447858845100?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3946295447858845100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3946295447858845100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3946295447858845100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3946295447858845100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/12/missing-cambodia.html' title='missing cambodia'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3101840240288217059</id><published>2007-12-13T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:21:17.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mosquito land</title><content type='html'>here i come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMBODIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3101840240288217059?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3101840240288217059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3101840240288217059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3101840240288217059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3101840240288217059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/12/mosquito-land.html' title='mosquito land'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8404213513767703609</id><published>2007-12-01T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:01:44.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Star</title><content type='html'>Natsuhiboshi naze akai (Summer Star, why are you red?)&lt;br /&gt;Yuube kanashi yume wo mita (Last night i had a sad dream)&lt;br /&gt;Naite hanashita (Crying as I talked)&lt;br /&gt;Akai me yo (Oh, red eyes)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natsuhiboshi naze mayou (Summer Star, why are you lost?)&lt;br /&gt;Kieta warashi wo sagashiteru (You are searching for we who disappeared.)&lt;br /&gt;Dakara kanashii yume mo miru (That's why I have sad dreams.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8404213513767703609?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8404213513767703609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8404213513767703609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8404213513767703609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8404213513767703609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/12/summer-star.html' title='Summer Star'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-376679868799308458</id><published>2007-11-24T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:26:41.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from this moment.. (:</title><content type='html'>highlight of the day: teen's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00ts.&lt;br /&gt;went to mount faber for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;got lost but yah. managed to reach there eventually.&lt;br /&gt;the way up was really curvy!&lt;br /&gt;left, right, left, right.&lt;br /&gt;oh mannnnnnnnn. =p&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, reached.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the jewel box.&lt;br /&gt;bday girl came blindfolded after a while.&lt;br /&gt;had some drinks and some light snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nearing 10, we watched a video made by teen's bf, alex.&lt;br /&gt;haha so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;the song was from this moment..&lt;br /&gt;and basically, it was about them.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, when the video ended, he dropped on his knees and proposed!&lt;br /&gt;-grins. teen was alr crying by them. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;but of course she said yes!&lt;br /&gt;it's really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i've never been to a 'proposing session'. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy for teen and alex.&lt;br /&gt;and thereafter,&lt;br /&gt;cable car ride!!&lt;br /&gt;came part of the package which was fully paid for by Alex.&lt;br /&gt;So yep. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;ride was fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but i was scared luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;-grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad whether last time i got fear of heights.&lt;br /&gt;then he's like, no.&lt;br /&gt;you're the one always wanting to go and sit on cable car. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;so yep.&lt;br /&gt;didn't sit the full ride back to mt faber.&lt;br /&gt;dropped off at harbourfront and took mrt. (:&lt;br /&gt;i think sihui will be posting pictures of this event! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ps: i think mount faber is average. xD&lt;br /&gt;the scenery is okay only. :p&lt;br /&gt;hehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : omg, my brother was at the same place as me!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;so he commented: "oh so you're the noisy people"&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;oops. xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-376679868799308458?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/376679868799308458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=376679868799308458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/376679868799308458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/376679868799308458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-this-moment.html' title='from this moment.. (:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-21347450419119940</id><published>2007-11-23T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:18:11.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first driving lesson!</title><content type='html'>yay =DD&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;so fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;at first a bit nervous and scared.&lt;br /&gt;but as drive more, ok le.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but leg v tired. omggggg.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ya v tired alr. =p&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-21347450419119940?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/21347450419119940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=21347450419119940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/21347450419119940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/21347450419119940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-driving-lesson.html' title='first driving lesson!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2061407222577143375</id><published>2007-11-19T07:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:53:39.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R0GxaXFGIEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LVP_YDOYLxI/s1600-h/falling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R0GxaXFGIEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LVP_YDOYLxI/s400/falling.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134580116609179714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2061407222577143375?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2061407222577143375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2061407222577143375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2061407222577143375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2061407222577143375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/falling.html' title='falling'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MLwWNSD9nzY/R0GxaXFGIEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LVP_YDOYLxI/s72-c/falling.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6190470280503534028</id><published>2007-11-16T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:09:44.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harmony is overrated</title><content type='html'>http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2007/11/harmony_is_over.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just reading..&lt;br /&gt;it's on r/s.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's a good post. (:&lt;br /&gt;go read ok if you guys have the time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6190470280503534028?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6190470280503534028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6190470280503534028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6190470280503534028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6190470280503534028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/harmony-is-overrated.html' title='harmony is overrated'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3063513585973879308</id><published>2007-11-15T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T05:00:28.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for short laughs (:</title><content type='html'>edit// "We all have the means to bestow on others the most lavish gifts; love, joy, peace, hope, kindness, acceptance, encouragement, laughter, forgiveness, time… There is not enough money to buy them, and not to little money to give them. The more you spend, the wealthier you become; yet nothing will cost you more than what you freely possess to give."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: History is a very interesting subject. It tells you about&lt;br /&gt;what had happened in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Student: Please teacher, I don't think I want to study history.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Student: There is no future in it.&lt;br /&gt;............ ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Ted, if your father has $10 and you ask him for $6, how much&lt;br /&gt;would your father still have?&lt;br /&gt;Ted: $10.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You don't know maths.&lt;br /&gt;Ted: You don't know my father!&lt;br /&gt;............ ......... ......... ......... ..... ............ ......... .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: David, come here.&lt;br /&gt;David: Yes, mum?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: You really disappoint me. Your results are getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;David: But I will only get my report book tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mother: I know that. But I am going to Hong Kong tomorrow, so I am&lt;br /&gt;scolding you now.&lt;br /&gt;............ ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: Why did you fail your mathematics test?&lt;br /&gt;Son: On Monday, teacher said 3+5=8&lt;br /&gt;Father: So?&lt;br /&gt;Son: On Tuesday, she said 4+4=8 And on Wednesday, she said 6+2=8.&lt;br /&gt;If she can't make up her mind, how do I know the right answer?&lt;br /&gt;............ ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother and son were doing dishes while the father and daughter were&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV in the living room. Suddenly, there was a loud crash of&lt;br /&gt;breaking plates,&lt;br /&gt;Then complete silence. The daughter turned to look at her father.&lt;br /&gt;Daughter: It's mummy!&lt;br /&gt;Father: How do you know?&lt;br /&gt;Daughter: She didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;............ ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Yes Dear&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you die for me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No, mine is undying love&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man:How old is your father?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: As old as me&lt;br /&gt;Man: How can that be?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: He became a father only when I was born&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter:I've stewed liver, boiled tongue and frog's leg.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Don't tell me your problems. Give me the menu card.&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:Simon, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as&lt;br /&gt;your  brother's. Did u copy his?&lt;br /&gt;Simon: No, teacher, it's the same dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;Father: Your teacher says she finds it impossible to teach you anything!&lt;br /&gt;Son: That's why I say she's no good!&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:"Where were u born?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: " Malaysia , Sir."&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Which part?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: "All of me, Sir."&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher was asking her class: "What is the difference between&lt;br /&gt;'unlawful' and 'illegal'?" Only one hand shot up.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, answer, Joan" said the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;"'Unlawful' is when u do something the law doesn't allow and&lt;br /&gt;'ill-egal' is a sick eagle."&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "How come you do not comb your hair?"&lt;br /&gt;Ah Kow: "No comb, Sir."&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Use your dad's then."&lt;br /&gt;Ah Kow: "No hair, Sir."&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy came home from school with his exam results.&lt;br /&gt;"What did u get?" asked his father.&lt;br /&gt;"My marks are under water," said the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"What do u mean 'under water'?"&lt;br /&gt;"They are all below 'C' level"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3063513585973879308?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3063513585973879308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3063513585973879308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3063513585973879308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3063513585973879308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-for-short-laughs.html' title='just for short laughs (:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7251247619923444664</id><published>2007-11-11T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T09:08:29.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from someone's blog</title><content type='html'>carry the cross means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live life like my Lord Jesus did, to be humble and to love, even if pple abused, maligned, laugh at or even hurt me, even if i suffer, to carry on loving and forgiving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think its true that it doesn't pay to be kind &amp; nice, hubby says i'm stupid... hahaha.. But does that mean that i have to stop being kind and nice? Do i only have to love ppl who love me back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don need anyone to repay me anything, don need anyone to appreciate me if they don, I know God knows... He knows everything and he will appreciate the things i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry out all my acts of love and kindness, not for anyone else but jus for the love of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ??? you might ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord Has Done Great Things For Me, Holy Is His Name .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, nothing mattered more den the love we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was sweet and simple. ... ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those taken from's that person's blog.&lt;br /&gt;thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;and to that very person: your presence in my life means a lot..&lt;br /&gt;you always lift me up and carry me when i'm down..&lt;br /&gt;thank you, i love you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7251247619923444664?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7251247619923444664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7251247619923444664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7251247619923444664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7251247619923444664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-someones-blog.html' title='from someone&apos;s blog'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7587208762429820469</id><published>2007-11-10T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:35:53.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke joke</title><content type='html'>little red riding hood was chased by a wolf... then the chase went on until she tired, she thought of a plan, she ran to the mrt station and boarded the train. the wolf still very fast, follow her and board the train... then in the train little red riding hood run until no where to go already, the wolf thought he can eat her now... but why in the end the wolf didn't get to eat her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: "may i have your attention please. eating and drinking is not allowed in the stations and trains. thank you for helping us to keep the stations and trains clean for the comfort of all passengers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everything's all right in the end. If it's not all right, its not the end"&lt;br /&gt;someone just said this statement to me.. (:&lt;br /&gt;yeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7587208762429820469?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7587208762429820469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7587208762429820469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7587208762429820469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7587208762429820469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/joke-joke.html' title='joke joke'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6766639366158345960</id><published>2007-11-08T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:39:17.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Belle` &lt;3       Like a fool i keep losing my place. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA U LOOK LIKE YOU'RE SEDUCING LYNETTE&lt;br /&gt;time heals all wounds says:&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT&lt;br /&gt;time heals all wounds says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;time heals all wounds says:&lt;br /&gt;LYN LOOKS LIKE SHE'S HAPPY TO GET SEDUCED BY ME ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Belle` &lt;3       Like a fool i keep losing my place. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA YESSSS&lt;br /&gt;Belle` &lt;3       Like a fool i keep losing my place. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG SEXAY&lt;br /&gt;time heals all wounds says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL whatever HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gIT_836Hqc0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gIT_836Hqc0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus* &lt;br /&gt;I'm a big big girl &lt;br /&gt;In a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing if u leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do do feel &lt;br /&gt;That I do do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*V1* &lt;br /&gt;I can see the first leafs falling &lt;br /&gt;It's all yellow and nice &lt;br /&gt;It's so very cold outside &lt;br /&gt;Like the way I'm feeling inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus* &lt;br /&gt;I'm a big big girl &lt;br /&gt;In a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing if u leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do do feel &lt;br /&gt;That I do do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*V2* &lt;br /&gt;Outside it's no raining &lt;br /&gt;And tears are falling from my eyes &lt;br /&gt;Why did it have to happen &lt;br /&gt;Why did it all have to end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus* &lt;br /&gt;I'm a big big girl &lt;br /&gt;In a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing if u leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do do feel &lt;br /&gt;That I do do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*V3* &lt;br /&gt;I have your arms around me &lt;br /&gt;Warm like fire &lt;br /&gt;But when I open my eyes...... &lt;br /&gt;Your gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus* &lt;br /&gt;I'm a big big girl &lt;br /&gt;In a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing if u leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do do feel &lt;br /&gt;That I do do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Repeat Chorus* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big big girl &lt;br /&gt;In a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing &lt;br /&gt;If u leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do &lt;br /&gt;Feel I will &lt;br /&gt;Miss u much &lt;br /&gt;miss u much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mcvo409bTcg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mcvo409bTcg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you where&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what your thinking about tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your alone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ve been crying just like me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I lost your touch&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wanted to be loved too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you every day&lt;br /&gt;I told you every night in every way&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you got scared&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have nothing else to say&lt;br /&gt;But I love you&lt;br /&gt;So baby now my life’s a mess&lt;br /&gt;Cause i’m&lt;br /&gt;Cos I couldn’t love you any less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too soon&lt;br /&gt;It’s not right&lt;br /&gt;It’s not fair&lt;br /&gt;It’s in you baby cuts like a knife&lt;br /&gt;What if you were the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got too serious to soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you too love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HHR22GcksJY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HHR22GcksJY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am and the rain is falling &lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the crossroads once again &lt;br /&gt;You're telling me you're so confused &lt;br /&gt;You can't make up your mind &lt;br /&gt;Is this meant to be &lt;br /&gt;You're asking me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only love can stay &lt;br /&gt;Try again or walk away &lt;br /&gt;But i believe for you and me &lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine one day &lt;br /&gt;So i just play my part &lt;br /&gt;Pray you'll have a change of heart &lt;br /&gt;But i can make you see it through &lt;br /&gt;That's something only love can do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your arms as the dawn is breaking &lt;br /&gt;Face to face and a thousand miles apart &lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to make you see &lt;br /&gt;There's hope beyond the pain &lt;br /&gt;If we give enough &lt;br /&gt;If we learn to trust &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only love can stay &lt;br /&gt;Try again or walk away &lt;br /&gt;But i believe for you and me &lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine one day &lt;br /&gt;So i just play my part &lt;br /&gt;Pray you'll have a change of heart &lt;br /&gt;But i can make you see it through &lt;br /&gt;That's something only love can do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if I could find the words &lt;br /&gt;To touch you deep inside &lt;br /&gt;You'll give my dreams just one more chance &lt;br /&gt;To let this be our last goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only love can stay &lt;br /&gt;Try again or walk away &lt;br /&gt;But i believe for you and me &lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine one day &lt;br /&gt;So i just play my part &lt;br /&gt;Pray you'll have a change of heart &lt;br /&gt;But i can make you see it through &lt;br /&gt;That's something only love can do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's something only love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this from somewhere. really ah? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever notice that the Chinese character AI (love)? It consists another character XIN (heart) in it. If the XIN is no longer there, AI will eventually becomes SHOU which means suffer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6766639366158345960?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6766639366158345960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6766639366158345960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6766639366158345960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6766639366158345960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7410588551078010742</id><published>2007-11-06T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T07:43:47.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you.. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lHGslwZhX8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lHGslwZhX8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see your face everywhere i look&lt;br /&gt;but everywhere is nowhere without you&lt;br /&gt;what seemed to be like days&lt;br /&gt;was just a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;but it meant the world to me&lt;br /&gt;cause i knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i’ve been searching for all of my life&lt;br /&gt;i had it right here - in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and what i’ve wished for was nothing compared&lt;br /&gt;to what i received - when you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you’ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;and today was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;and if i won’t see tomorrow with you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;it won’t matter because&lt;br /&gt;now i know what it’s like to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you’re so far away but i feel you so near&lt;br /&gt;it’s like you never left me - never said good bye&lt;br /&gt;i can hear your voice in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;i can feel you touch me right now&lt;br /&gt;i can see you smile when i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hold on to that every night&lt;br /&gt;to help me understand - when i ask myself why&lt;br /&gt;of all the people out there - you chose to be with me&lt;br /&gt;to share a love so rare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you’ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;and today was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;and if i won’t see tomorrow with you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;it won’t matter because&lt;br /&gt;now I know what it’s like to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a beautiful thing - to feel your love within&lt;br /&gt;like a child that sees the sunshine on the first day of spring&lt;br /&gt;just to know it’s true - there is someone like you&lt;br /&gt;who can make me believe there is nothing i can’t do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you’ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;and today was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;and if i won’t see tomorrow with you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;it won’t matter because&lt;br /&gt;now I know what it’s like to be loved&lt;br /&gt;to be loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7410588551078010742?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7410588551078010742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7410588551078010742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7410588551078010742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7410588551078010742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-you.html' title='to you.. (:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-206297326228866610</id><published>2007-11-05T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T05:53:43.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new chapter.</title><content type='html'>love means letting go, happiness &amp; freedom for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those hurt, it's going to be okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;in a while's time, it's going to be called the past.&lt;br /&gt;live for the present and the future! not the past. (:&lt;br /&gt;live, love, hope and believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;for each and everyone of us is God's gift..&lt;br /&gt;and very fortunate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellen keller who was dumb, deaf and blind (oh no what more could be worse?!),&lt;br /&gt;she found life beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;and if she can, i can too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you were &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; best&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-206297326228866610?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/206297326228866610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=206297326228866610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/206297326228866610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/206297326228866610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-chapter.html' title='a new chapter.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4401715028757220302</id><published>2007-11-02T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:23:16.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*wonders*</title><content type='html'>what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i tried on seigaku's outfit at elaine's house. she has!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so comfy!&lt;br /&gt;and nice =DDDD !&lt;br /&gt;haha i like. but it's 100+++.&lt;br /&gt;boo. actually quite cheap for the whole outfit luh. lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;anyway! elaine cooked spag. lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;ok la. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;elaine is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me a hand sewn monkey!!&lt;br /&gt;omgg. for my bday present.&lt;br /&gt;it may not be very cute.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT'S THE THOUGHT!&lt;br /&gt;and that's like so sweet of her &lt;3..&lt;br /&gt;cause i never had like anyone sewing me stuff before!&lt;br /&gt;i also got one monkey shirt from her that her aunt bought. lol. cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you&lt;br /&gt;Ill be forever thankful baby&lt;br /&gt;Youre the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;Youre the one who saw me through through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldnt speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldnt see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldnt reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;Im everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall&lt;br /&gt;I had your love I had it all&lt;br /&gt;Im grateful for each day you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I dont know that much&lt;br /&gt;But I know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldnt speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldnt see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldnt reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;Im everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me&lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&lt;br /&gt;Youve been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldnt speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldnt see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldnt reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;Im everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldnt speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldnt see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldnt reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;Im everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4401715028757220302?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4401715028757220302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4401715028757220302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4401715028757220302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4401715028757220302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/11/wonders.html' title='*wonders*'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8975409519222125921</id><published>2007-10-31T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T10:33:30.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>mail.jas86: HAI &lt;br /&gt;u then siao.. ur english dictionary when u are angry don't have adjectives &lt;br /&gt;only got one word to replace all. &lt;br /&gt;Power~~&lt;br /&gt;that word is powerful &lt;br /&gt;the word is... ur F word&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;mail.jas86: HAi&lt;br /&gt;me: wth lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nat sent me a sticky note on facebook that says:&lt;br /&gt;"love you like a fat kid loves chocolate cake"&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks and &lt;3 to nat and jas. &lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot... =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody needs a little time away," I heard her say, "from each&lt;br /&gt;other."&lt;br /&gt;"Even lover's need a holiday far away from each other."&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to say I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;I will make it up to you. I promise to.&lt;br /&gt;And after all that's been said and done,&lt;br /&gt;You're just the part of me I can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stand to be kept away just for the day from your body.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't wanna be swept away, far away from the one that I love.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to say I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to tell you I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I could never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;I will make it up to you. I promise to.&lt;br /&gt;And after all that's been said and done,&lt;br /&gt;You're just the part of me I can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;I will make it up to you. I promise to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the lucky one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8975409519222125921?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8975409519222125921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8975409519222125921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8975409519222125921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8975409519222125921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2204926309208107353</id><published>2007-10-30T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:48:30.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what goes around, comes around</title><content type='html'>One day ,a man saw an &lt;br /&gt;old lady stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he &lt;br /&gt;could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. &lt;br /&gt;His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help &lt;br /&gt;for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he &lt;br /&gt;looked poor and hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see that she was frightened, &lt;br /&gt;standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills &lt;br /&gt;which only fear can put in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'I'm here to help you, &lt;br /&gt;ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name &lt;br /&gt;is Bryan Anderson.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an &lt;br /&gt;old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a &lt;br /&gt;place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was &lt;br /&gt;able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window &lt;br /&gt;and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. &lt;br /&gt;Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all &lt;br /&gt;the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. &lt;br /&gt;Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was &lt;br /&gt;helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given &lt;br /&gt;him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never &lt;br /&gt;occurred to him to act any other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waited until she started her car and &lt;br /&gt;drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he &lt;br /&gt;headed for home, disappearing into the twilight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet &lt;br /&gt;for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered, Bryan .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred &lt;br /&gt;dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door.&lt;br /&gt;She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady &lt;br /&gt;could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe &lt;br /&gt;me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way &lt;br /&gt;I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls &lt;br /&gt;to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. &lt;br /&gt;That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. &lt;br /&gt;How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew how worried her &lt;br /&gt;husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything' s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old saying 'What goes around comes around.' Today, I sent you this &lt;br /&gt;story and I'm asking you to pass it on... Let this light shine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2204926309208107353?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2204926309208107353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2204926309208107353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2204926309208107353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2204926309208107353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='what goes around, comes around'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8793693050520893078</id><published>2007-10-29T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T08:09:28.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>i always end up hurting people closest to me.&lt;br /&gt;pushing them away somehow no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;making them feel resentful.&lt;br /&gt;the end of the rope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my world revolves around me.&lt;br /&gt;stay away.&lt;br /&gt;i bite till you bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me not,&lt;br /&gt;when hurt i've caused.&lt;br /&gt;deep down, it's not what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the pain, the tears, the ache are the scars.&lt;br /&gt;maybe forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;but unforgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my world that i've built with my hands,&lt;br /&gt;came crashing down on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8793693050520893078?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8793693050520893078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8793693050520893078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8793693050520893078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8793693050520893078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7694532282002375827</id><published>2007-10-19T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:35:52.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>140% consists of...</title><content type='html'>girly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love at least one shade of pink.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i don't like being messy. [sadly, i am =( at times]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my belongings are organized.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't like rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like wearing accessories.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bright colours amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hate black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i go to the saloon once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i comb my hair almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i bring my phone with me everywhere. [who doesn't!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyish&lt;br /&gt;[x] i wear baggy pants.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i listen to boybands like my chemical romance, yellowcard, switchfoot, etc.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i like wearing jackets with hoods. [wahahha, like those serial killer can]&lt;br /&gt;[x] i'm too lazy to do chores. [*wonders if anyone goes "YES! MY TURN TO DO CHORES!"]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like to go bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like being sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm a big fan of marvel heroes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i barely wear perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nerdy [actually i should x all of these =D]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i always carry a pen in my purseor pocket.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i enjoy studying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i wear glasses. [+pants high high with a small little bag. xD]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm a straight-A student. [i wish... =(]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've never skipped any class in my whole life. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like my shirt tucked in.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my favourite subject is science.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i enjoy reading books. [see! nerd xD]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my assignments are passed up on time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i correct people with their grammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love the colour black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i always sit at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] one side of my hair is covering one of my eyes. [lynette is paul two hill. =P]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like listening to metal rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have a lot of problems in my life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm not much of a loud person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't have that much friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i barely have fun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i barely go out with my folks or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i am open to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i sleep with a stuff toy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i watch cartoons. [if i have tom and jerry or scv + time, i would!]&lt;br /&gt;[x] i don't like watching horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i sleep with a night light.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my parents are the ones who choose my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i'm scared of roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like being with my family relatives.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i take bubble baths.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've ran around the house in my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore .. i am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20% girly, 50% boyish, 30% nerdy, 10% emo and 30% childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha got this off lyn's blog. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my timetable sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7694532282002375827?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7694532282002375827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7694532282002375827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7694532282002375827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7694532282002375827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/140-consists-of.html' title='140% consists of...'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-9141279130418337769</id><published>2007-10-17T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T10:07:21.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmed! (:</title><content type='html'>okay i'm going to cambodia. =)&lt;br /&gt;14th - 21st dec.&lt;br /&gt;8 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November to February in Cambodia means clear blue skies by day and cool evenings with a nip in the air.  Perfect weather for exploring the temples.  Expect chilly nights however in December so be prepared to bring a jacket/sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay xD&lt;br /&gt;won't be so hot =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timetable comes out tml! rawr to sch.&lt;br /&gt;so wols.&lt;br /&gt;back to sch in 4 more days! nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;hope i don't have school on some days ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note i think munchy donuts are nicer than donut fac's &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-9141279130418337769?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/9141279130418337769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=9141279130418337769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9141279130418337769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/9141279130418337769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/confirmed.html' title='confirmed! (:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1660736535564818758</id><published>2007-10-13T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:09:36.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>)(@$*!)($!</title><content type='html'>damn.&lt;br /&gt;i hate today.&lt;br /&gt;i swear!&lt;br /&gt;(@*$&amp;@(*$&amp;!($&lt;br /&gt;13 oct is a BAD BAD day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggg i came home i went to kitchen i saw like 2 cockroaches!&lt;br /&gt;so i sprayed.&lt;br /&gt;then yah i went to tell my dad la!&lt;br /&gt;then in the pail also got another one.&lt;br /&gt;so there was like 3 in total.&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;that's like FIRST round. &lt;br /&gt;then i went into kitchen again, i saw another 2 more!&lt;br /&gt;ok then i had enough le.&lt;br /&gt;called my dad again, then he saw like .. 4. -_-&lt;br /&gt;so he went on killing spree.&lt;br /&gt;in total he killed 9 luh. &lt;br /&gt;2nd round.&lt;br /&gt;grrr anyway i had goosebumps alr and i was like !*#&amp;!(#*~&lt;br /&gt;then my dad went to spray whole kitchen and cover up the gully where all the cockroaches were coming from.&lt;br /&gt;i said f la in front of my dad. dno if he heard it. lawl&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;br /&gt;he say won't have le!&lt;br /&gt;so i went into kitchen, i saw like another 3!&lt;br /&gt;but i think all a bit gone alr cause my dad spray whole kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M LIKE ARGHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;and my dad's slping alr.&lt;br /&gt;so i cannot go disturb him.&lt;br /&gt;how to take out contacts and brush teeth and all :(&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;screw this day luh.&lt;br /&gt;fucking bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really strange how just a random chat can lead to this.&lt;br /&gt;strange turn of events..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and it's the start of something new.&lt;br /&gt;a new phase, a new journey.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this off someone's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people met, and fell in love. But to test fate, they decided to go on their separate ways and if they were truly meant to be, they will fall in love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they walked away, from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they didn't know was - they have had met before. And that was exactly what they had decided to do - to challenge destiny. They had walked away before and now they have met again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, they will never meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.. is all about timing, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;should i test fate?&lt;br /&gt;or should i go against it&lt;br /&gt;and fight for what i want....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1660736535564818758?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1660736535564818758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1660736535564818758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1660736535564818758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1660736535564818758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_13.html' title=')(@$*!)($!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-16323516918420382</id><published>2007-10-08T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:44:20.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Trip</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I've more or less 85% decided that i'll go for the mission trip to Cambodia in Dec. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be an eye opener for me and for me to learn a lot of new things.&lt;br /&gt;That aside, i've always wanted to help other people.. &lt;br /&gt;In terms of time and effort, not just money wise.&lt;br /&gt;Still pondering over it.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i get a good timetable..&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if for the week that i'm in cambodia, is it 1 week break or study week.&lt;br /&gt;Very sian ah! If study week. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Sekali come back take exam all fail. -grins..&lt;br /&gt;Choy choy. Cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Making Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scientist approached God and said, "Listen, we've decided we no longer need you.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, we can clone people, transplant hearts and do all things that were once considered miraculous."&lt;br /&gt;God patiently heard him out, and then said, "All right. To see whether or not you still need me, why don't we have a man-making contest?"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay,great!" the scientist said.&lt;br /&gt;"Now, we're going to do this just like I did back in the old days with Adam," God said.&lt;br /&gt;"That's fine." replied the scientist, and bent to scoop up a handful of dirt.&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa!" God said, shaking his head in disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;"Not so fast, pal. You go get your own dirt!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-16323516918420382?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/16323516918420382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=16323516918420382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/16323516918420382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/16323516918420382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/mission-trip.html' title='Mission Trip'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4896724160518431516</id><published>2007-10-03T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:29:39.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sharings with janifer</title><content type='html'>happiness.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't come from external or outside factors.&lt;br /&gt;it generates from within and only me, myself and i can keep myself happy!&lt;br /&gt;the choice to be happy and be positive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my BTT is in 4 hours time and i haven't really studied finish. o.O&lt;br /&gt;ahah nvm.&lt;br /&gt;talking to Janifer more important!&lt;br /&gt;she's sharing with me her secrets to being happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;□ JennY  ===  [c=4] Its Either now oR NevEr[/c]=== says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. when u see tht ur troubled u try to work towards solving it..&lt;br /&gt;□ JennY  ===  [c=4] Its Either now oR NevEr[/c]=== says:&lt;br /&gt;and if u have any problem take it in a positive way and jus move on with the upcoming stuffs&lt;br /&gt;□ JennY  ===  [c=4] Its Either now oR NevEr[/c]=== says:&lt;br /&gt;and ya dont ever look back where u feel sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so simple ah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i told her i expect a lot and that's why i get angry.&lt;br /&gt;she said she used to be like me and that i have to want to change first.&lt;br /&gt;she learnt from experiences.&lt;br /&gt;yepyep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's like my motivation to always smile.&lt;br /&gt;cause she's shown me by her example..&lt;br /&gt;everytime i see her, she's always smiling, always laughing.&lt;br /&gt;and it makes wherever she is so beautifully happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of her!&lt;br /&gt;she's taking bike license!&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn jealous.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;i want take sia.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will after i take car. &lt;br /&gt;she says it's like heaven!&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;and she's going to ride me. yay.&lt;br /&gt;-happy-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4896724160518431516?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4896724160518431516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4896724160518431516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4896724160518431516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4896724160518431516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_03.html' title='sharings with janifer'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6826773150639148455</id><published>2007-10-03T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:08:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*(!&amp;$(!</title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when things don't turn out how you want them to?&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;(@*$&amp;@(&lt;br /&gt;i also dno what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;-rants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh guess i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;shall go slp. &lt;br /&gt;rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit// it's 3.10 and i'm not aslp.&lt;br /&gt;not much mood.&lt;br /&gt;+ catching up with ppl and all =)&lt;br /&gt;so yah. it's a good thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my basic theory test is tml!! -excited.&lt;br /&gt;and my back hurts. =/ &lt;br /&gt;i dno why. &lt;br /&gt;sucksssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;friendship is a relationship, people being there for me, me being there for people..&lt;br /&gt;to those who've been there for me, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;to people who i consider friends, i'll be here. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel blessed to have so many good friends always lifting me up. &lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6826773150639148455?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6826773150639148455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6826773150639148455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6826773150639148455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6826773150639148455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='*(!&amp;$(!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3882232491636526016</id><published>2007-09-30T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T10:25:22.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters of life.</title><content type='html'>Seems like life is like a story.&lt;br /&gt;Many different chapters of each person's life..&lt;br /&gt;Some is thick, some is thin..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, each chapter will come to a close whether one likes it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Some chapters may be looked back upon with nostalgia and love.&lt;br /&gt;While others, may just be there for remembrance or collection.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so transient at times..&lt;br /&gt;Yours for a moment, then to let go thereafter..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this world is permanent..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, while in this life, memories stay.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, as i walk, i look back..&lt;br /&gt;And i'm thankful that i have my memories.&lt;br /&gt;Be it the happy or sad, the sweet or bitter..&lt;br /&gt;That's what makes me, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my compie ie pms!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ok sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;worse than me.&lt;br /&gt;hmphhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;=[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3882232491636526016?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3882232491636526016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3882232491636526016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3882232491636526016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3882232491636526016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/chapters-of-life.html' title='Chapters of life.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-688241914649349152</id><published>2007-09-28T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:00:16.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o.O</title><content type='html'>my comp internet died on me.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm using my laptop currently.&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;anyway just as well, then can be an excuse not to go online =DD&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like going online much nowadays anyway.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeps.&lt;br /&gt;less than one month of holidays :( &lt;br /&gt;BTT next week though! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;weather is pmsing. rawrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;take care all. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-688241914649349152?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/688241914649349152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=688241914649349152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/688241914649349152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/688241914649349152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/oo.html' title='o.O'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5694119536017344490</id><published>2007-09-23T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T08:45:37.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>"I'd rather be a could-be if I cannot be an are;because a could-be is a maybe who is reaching for a star.I'd rather be a has-been than a might-have-been, by far;for a might have-been has never been, but a has was once an are."   - Milton Berle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5694119536017344490?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5694119536017344490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5694119536017344490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5694119536017344490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5694119536017344490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5730936238736567419</id><published>2007-09-21T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:48:11.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>personality type. lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/enfp.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're quite the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You often don't follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. And you do break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh really mehs.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i use a lot of colourful language lehs!&lt;br /&gt;like f*** those kinda? xDD -grins. &lt;br /&gt;kidding. aha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5730936238736567419?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5730936238736567419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5730936238736567419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5730936238736567419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5730936238736567419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/personality-type-lol.html' title='personality type. lol'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-576099193937713414</id><published>2007-09-21T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T09:08:35.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids pls don't learn this.</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nGjxO_Bfac&amp;eurl=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-576099193937713414?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/576099193937713414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=576099193937713414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/576099193937713414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/576099193937713414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/kids-pls-dont-learn-this.html' title='kids pls don&apos;t learn this.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5760191400891824985</id><published>2007-09-04T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T10:10:46.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=DDD</title><content type='html'>i'm in a happy happy mood even though i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;i registered my driving theory today xD&lt;br /&gt;gonna book tml or sth. heh, after i get some confirmation from some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee then i can take driving soon soon soon =D&lt;br /&gt;then i can drive people around.&lt;br /&gt;i know ppl say it's tiring and boring after a while.. xD&lt;br /&gt;but the start is always fun and exciting right! &lt;br /&gt;-grins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm going to slp ler. =D&lt;br /&gt;gonna cut hair tml. like finally ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5760191400891824985?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5760191400891824985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5760191400891824985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5760191400891824985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5760191400891824985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/ddd.html' title='=DDD'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6833096859612197378</id><published>2007-09-03T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T14:00:54.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fridge</title><content type='html'>At a doctors surgery one morning a patient arrives complaining of serious&lt;br /&gt;backache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor examines him and asks him "What the hell did you do to your&lt;br /&gt;back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient replies "You know that I work for a local night club? Today&lt;br /&gt;morning I got home to my apartment early and heard a noise. Upon entering I&lt;br /&gt;knew someone had been with my wife and the balcony door was open. I rushed&lt;br /&gt;out the balcony door and did not find anyone. As I looked down from the&lt;br /&gt;balcony I saw a man running out and he was dressing himself. I grabbed the&lt;br /&gt;fridge and threw it at him, that’s how I strained my back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd patient arrives looking as if he has been in a car wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor says, "My previous looked bad, but you look terrible. What the&lt;br /&gt;hell happened to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replies, "You know I have been unemployed for a while now. Today was&lt;br /&gt;the first day at my new job. I forgot to set my alarm and was running late.&lt;br /&gt;I was running out of the building, getting dressed at the same time, and&lt;br /&gt;you wont believe it but I was hit by a fridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd patient arrives; he looks even worse than the other two patients&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor is shocked. Again asks, "What the hell happened to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was sitting in a fridge &amp; someone threw it from the 3rd floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6833096859612197378?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6833096859612197378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6833096859612197378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6833096859612197378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6833096859612197378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/09/fridge.html' title='The Fridge'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1162968304322970298</id><published>2007-08-30T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T08:25:08.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go..</title><content type='html'>It has been six months since I left the corporate world – and there are some things I will always miss. Like saying good morning to colleagues on my way to the office where I worked every day. Or getting caught in the excitement as we prepared for another big meeting or presentation.&lt;br /&gt;I now realize what a huge transition this was, moving from a corporate headquarters with hundreds of employees to a small home office of one. Though I would never trade in my current life, with its freedom and independence, I lived in that other world for 31 years…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… And I still feel the pangs of letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At different points in our lives we all experience the difficulty of letting go – not only physically but with our hearts and minds. We may need to do this with our relationships, careers or sometimes the place we call home. Even destructive relationships can be hard to walk away from. Author Casey Clair, in Still Single, speaks of the emptiness of her five-year affair with a married man and “the hours of self-doubt and unhappiness” that plagued her. She writes: “It all coalesced into a wound that even I couldn’t ignore.” It was the pain that finally forced her to leave him. We may also have to face the loss of our health or abilities through illness or an accident. When change is thrust upon us, it is often more taxing than when it’s our decision. Either way letting go is never quick or easy. No matter whom or what YOU need to let go of in your life, here are ways to get through the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Allow Yourself to Grieve&lt;br /&gt;Ironically it is your own resistance that causes you the most pain. The more you resist giving in to emotion, the harder it becomes to get through this transition. Stoicism does not lend you strength. It is more helpful to re-live the good moments of the relationship or situation you must leave behind and acknowledge what it has given you. Then let the tears come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Share Your Experience&lt;br /&gt;You may need to talk about the changes in your life. This is the time to turn to supportive friends or family members. Or even to strangers who understand what you’re going through.&lt;br /&gt;Faye, a violinist and writer who suffered the loss of her parents followed by that of her beloved cat, says, “The one thing that’s made any letting go easier is finding people who have gone through exactly the same experience.” It may also be reassuring to read about others who have been at the same crossroads - where the past is still so close you can touch it, and the future too dim and vague to offer much comfort. A couple of times in her life, though, Faye experienced losses that the people around her could not relate to. “At the bottom level,” she says, “we face letting go alone, in the night. It’s really about hope.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Learn to Accept&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up and leave home; relationships evolve and people move on. This is life. As put by actor William B. Davis: “It struck me while I was sitting here; everything changes but the sea.” There is a season to everything, and the timing of change is usually not within our control.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, you will likely realize that you also had no say when that particular relationship or situation began. C.A. Dowler is a career and business mentor. In talking about her process of letting go, she points out: “As I had no control over when and how that wonderful thing came into my life, I have no right to now hold on to it when it’s ready to go.” There IS a gap in your life. What you feel is the absence of what you had before. Yet it is only through acceptance that you can let in the new, whether it’s another person or set of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Embrace the New&lt;br /&gt;When a toddler reaches for something different, she can easily drop the thing she was holding. Releasing is something we are able to do naturally, but as we grow older we learn to hang on tight. Part of the reason is our longing for the familiar and our fear of the unknown. We don’t know what lies around the next corner, or if we can ever again find the happiness we see ourselves losing. It takes courage to really let go. You have to trust that what is now coming into your life is what you most need. Then take a deep breath, and let yourself turn another page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thelma Mariano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1162968304322970298?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1162968304322970298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1162968304322970298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1162968304322970298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1162968304322970298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/08/letting-go.html' title='letting go..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8693225172878614314</id><published>2007-08-26T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:01:50.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you tag on my board..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;8. You must post this on yours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. this is amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LYNETTE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. haha hang out kaki!&lt;br /&gt;2. -grins. catch cockroach. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;3. orange =D&lt;br /&gt;4. hahah your hyperness =D&lt;br /&gt;5. "your nick" has banned w4nderer out of the chatroom for 24 hours. LOLLOL.&lt;br /&gt;6. dolphin. lol.&lt;br /&gt;7. those times we had our arguments, did you miss me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NERISSA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;2. Aha stay out of r/s till your exams are over. =P&lt;br /&gt;3. black? lol. no idea really. =p&lt;br /&gt;4. hahah i like your sensibility (:&lt;br /&gt;5. With your brother back in childcare, smiling&lt;br /&gt;6. Dog. lol.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever regretted anything ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PAM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. loud!&lt;br /&gt;2. Stare at your favourite food for 1 hour and resist the temptation of eating it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;3. Yellow! ahha you're so cheerful like sunshine&lt;br /&gt;4. I like your sincerity and how you treat people with your heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;5. First memory, i don't know lehs. Clearest memory would be you having a super black face. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sotong. Damn blur la you.&lt;br /&gt;7. Eh. i don't know what to ask. Hmmm, am i a true friend? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8693225172878614314?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8693225172878614314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8693225172878614314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8693225172878614314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8693225172878614314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-you-tag-on-my-board.html' title='If you tag on my board..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7582811172900695143</id><published>2007-08-24T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T08:28:19.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Was just walking home and was just wondering about friendship.&lt;br /&gt;It seems quite a pity that friendship is something that can be so weak and so easily brokened.. &lt;br /&gt;I guess, to me friends who have i lost over some matters were just never meant to stay.. &lt;br /&gt;Because of ego, people argue and have misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;The friendship gap widens, conversations ceased..&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, the friendship is forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Are friends not more important than ego or stupid misunderstandings?&lt;br /&gt;Or trivial matters?&lt;br /&gt;After all, life is short.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i keep hearing people around me passing on into another world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people who have stayed with me despite arguments, misunderstandings, quarrels and all, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I know that our friendship will continue to grow.&lt;br /&gt;Because for those friends now whom are true to me, will be there and i'll cherish the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I know, for those who have stuck by me, even if more arguments were to happen, it would be solved..&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, this post just serves as a reminder for me =)&lt;br /&gt;To be better to my friends and not quarrel over trivial matters or ego. yepyep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good when you look up at the beautiful sky and feel the wind against your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7582811172900695143?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7582811172900695143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7582811172900695143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7582811172900695143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7582811172900695143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-253121615579983946</id><published>2007-08-05T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:22:30.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>secret</title><content type='html'>shhhh..&lt;br /&gt;it's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret is an awesome movie. (:&lt;br /&gt;it's written &amp; directed by jay chou.&lt;br /&gt;and i must say, fantastic storyline.&lt;br /&gt;really captivated me throughout the entire movie..&lt;br /&gt;tugs the strings of my heart and really moved me..&lt;br /&gt;don't know why it had such an impact..&lt;br /&gt;but it was a super sweet movie.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect him to be such a good scriptwriter.&lt;br /&gt;and he's such an awesome pianist ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely must watch! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams start tml :( awww.&lt;br /&gt;but one week only. -grins ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you have lost someone, that person is probably in a better world now.&lt;br /&gt;smile. for you have loved. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-253121615579983946?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/253121615579983946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=253121615579983946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/253121615579983946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/253121615579983946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/08/secret.html' title='secret'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2278004211284924966</id><published>2007-07-31T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:36:13.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guys..</title><content type='html'>got this from avril's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys...&lt;br /&gt;Realize that the girl holding onto u is PERFECT in her own special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she laughs..&lt;br /&gt;The way she sleeps..&lt;br /&gt;The way she loves you&lt;br /&gt;The way she tries to please you...&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can always get up and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;getting someone else who can love her more.&lt;br /&gt;For all you know,there is someone out there wooing her already,&lt;br /&gt;but she is rejecting,&lt;br /&gt;a maybe perfect love for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might also be someone out there..&lt;br /&gt;who is willing to love her more than you are loving her now,&lt;br /&gt;fufill her every need and love her as much as she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;Understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, guys.&lt;br /&gt;When you are holding her today..&lt;br /&gt;.and then you cheat on her by hugging and kissing another gal.&lt;br /&gt;and then you run back to her...&lt;br /&gt;and u do the same....&lt;br /&gt;but you see love in her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the guilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves you not because you are&lt;br /&gt;good looking,have money,&lt;br /&gt;buy her things,make her parents happy,&lt;br /&gt;or that you have a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Your every touch, every word you say,&lt;br /&gt;everything you do.Guys.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish and appreciate your girl.&lt;br /&gt;Don't break her fragile heart.&lt;br /&gt;She is the only one who can love you that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't wanna regret letting go of that special girl you have.&lt;br /&gt;For everything she has done for you,&lt;br /&gt;the least you can do is to give her unconditional love as she has given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls and guys... if you agree with this, repost this just so that everyone can read this and appreciate their girls more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading lyn's blog make me wanna do a thanking post also ! rawr. &lt;br /&gt;but i shall save it for another day. -grins&lt;br /&gt;nightssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2278004211284924966?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2278004211284924966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2278004211284924966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2278004211284924966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2278004211284924966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/guys.html' title='guys..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5499021866288220496</id><published>2007-07-30T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:45:10.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i met..</title><content type='html'>tan shu zhen today!&lt;br /&gt;ahha. (: good to catch up with her.&lt;br /&gt;as usual she suanned me like there's no tomorrow. rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i'm heading off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;tml got presentation! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quizzes/hp-Hufflepuff.png" style="border:none; width:256px; height106px;" title="Hufflepuff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thealmightyguru.com/reviews/harrypotter/docs/quiz-house.html"&gt;Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your in-depth results are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hufflepuff - 14&lt;br /&gt;Gryffindor - 11&lt;br /&gt;Ravenclaw - 11&lt;br /&gt;Slytherin - 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly."   - Buddha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5499021866288220496?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5499021866288220496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5499021866288220496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5499021866288220496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5499021866288220496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-met.html' title='i met..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6078353048383584178</id><published>2007-07-29T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:21:11.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>i feel so xing fu this week!&lt;br /&gt;i have a new pierre cardin watch and new reebok shoes! heh.&lt;br /&gt;they're both love! &lt;3 haha.&lt;br /&gt;my shoes are orange and white!&lt;br /&gt;remind me of the donut factory "orange white chocolate"..&lt;br /&gt;-grins&lt;br /&gt;ate donut factory donuts today..&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting to like it better..&lt;br /&gt;but i still won't queue few hours for it !&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;i quite like the cheese and apple cinnamon one ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been good &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;high school musical 2 is coming out!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;i want watch. heh. that show is loveeee!&lt;br /&gt;songs from the 2nd musical!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rk1FfIOThEQ&amp;mode=related&amp;search=&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yBpjeV2Q5g&amp;mode=related&amp;search=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;came across this in jiarui's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desiderata &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,&lt;br /&gt;and remember what peace there may be in silence. &lt;br /&gt;As far as possible, without surrender, &lt;br /&gt;be on good terms with all persons.&lt;br /&gt;Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others,&lt;br /&gt;even to the dull and ignorant;&lt;br /&gt;they too have their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid loud and aggressive persons;&lt;br /&gt;they are vexatious to the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;If you compare yourself with others,&lt;br /&gt;you may become vain or bitter,&lt;br /&gt;for always there will be&lt;br /&gt;greater and lesser persons than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.&lt;br /&gt;Keep interested in your own career&lt;br /&gt;however humble;&lt;br /&gt;it is a real possession in the &lt;br /&gt;changing fortunes of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise caution in your business affairs,&lt;br /&gt;for the world is full of trickery.&lt;br /&gt;But let this not blind you&lt;br /&gt;to what virtue there is;&lt;br /&gt;many persons strive for high ideals,&lt;br /&gt;and everywhere life is full of heroism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Especially do not feign affection.&lt;br /&gt;Neither be cynical about love,&lt;br /&gt;for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,&lt;br /&gt;it is as perennial as the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take kindly the counsel of the years,&lt;br /&gt;gracefully surrendering the things of youth.&lt;br /&gt;Nurture strength of spirit&lt;br /&gt;to shield you in sudden misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.&lt;br /&gt;Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond a wholesome discipline,&lt;br /&gt;be gentle with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of the universe&lt;br /&gt;no less than the trees and the stars;&lt;br /&gt;you have a right to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whether or not it is clear to you,&lt;br /&gt;no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, be at peace with God,&lt;br /&gt;whatever you conceive Him to be.&lt;br /&gt;And whatever your labors and aspirations,&lt;br /&gt;in the noisy confusion of life,&lt;br /&gt;keep peace in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;With all its sham,&lt;br /&gt;drudgery, and broken dreams,&lt;br /&gt;it is still a beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;Be cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;Strive to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Max Ehrmann &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6078353048383584178?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6078353048383584178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6078353048383584178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6078353048383584178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6078353048383584178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-77350534055757679</id><published>2007-07-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T08:48:36.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D=D=D</title><content type='html'>hahahaha. the two people overseas are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;one sent me a CAT card, the other sent me a DOG card.&lt;br /&gt;what's this? animal party?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who made my day.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are. (:&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to those overseas. (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sweet memories can only be made if both parties made them together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-77350534055757679?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/77350534055757679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=77350534055757679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/77350534055757679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/77350534055757679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/ddd.html' title='=D=D=D'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3377445163342633040</id><published>2007-07-16T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:27:12.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are like....</title><content type='html'>For all those men who say, "Why buy a cow when you can get milk for free",  here's an update for you: Nowadays, 80% of women are against marriage. WHY? Because women realise it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Men are  like ..Laxatives...... They irritate the crap out of you. &lt;br /&gt;2. Men are like ..Bananas.......  The older they get, the less firm they are. &lt;br /&gt;3. Men are like  ..Weather.......  Nothing can be done to change them. &lt;br /&gt;4. Men are like ..Blenders....... You need One, but you're not quite sure why. &lt;br /&gt;5. Men are like  ..Chocolate Bars...... Sweet, smooth, &amp; they usually head right for your hips. &lt;br /&gt;6. Men  are like ..Commercials........ You can't believe a word they say. &lt;br /&gt;7. Men are like ..Department Stores...... Their clothes are always 1/2 off. &lt;br /&gt;8. Men  are like ..Government Bonds....... They take soooooooo long to mature. &lt;br /&gt;9. Men are like  ..Mascara....... They usually run at the first sign of emotion. &lt;br /&gt;10. Men are like ..Popcorn...... They satisfy you, but only for a little while. &lt;br /&gt;11. Men are like ..Snowstorms..... You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last. &lt;br /&gt;12. Men are like ..Lava Lamps...... Fun to look at, but not very bright. &lt;br /&gt;13. Men are like ..Parking Spots........ All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins. good laugh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! my family going to pangseh me next week :(&lt;br /&gt;25th - 28th : kor going genting&lt;br /&gt;27th - 29th : parents going erh... m'sia i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always go overseas pangseh me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3377445163342633040?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3377445163342633040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3377445163342633040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3377445163342633040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3377445163342633040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/men-are-like.html' title='Men are like....'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5686599540259994006</id><published>2007-07-14T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:00:25.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry..</title><content type='html'>to someone very special to me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew your pain.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i don't understand it or have experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;your love so true, so pure..&lt;br /&gt;a hurt so real, so pain.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry you had to endure so much pain in silence.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i was too busy to care and love you.&lt;br /&gt;neverthless, i do love and care for you.&lt;br /&gt;i am here, if you ever need me.&lt;br /&gt;i promised this many years ago, and that promise still stands.&lt;br /&gt;-hugs tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5686599540259994006?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5686599540259994006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5686599540259994006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5686599540259994006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5686599540259994006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry.html' title='sorry..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5388494458758128284</id><published>2007-07-06T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:30:25.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr!</title><content type='html'>the stupid weather is really really getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;so hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to migrate to new zealand man!&lt;br /&gt;and maybe come back only to singapore during the colder times. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i'm so busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;clocking like few hours of slp only..&lt;br /&gt;but i love hectic lifestyles =D&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm doing something. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks Nerissa for today. thanks for the talk and all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's really nice when someone looks up to you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5388494458758128284?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5388494458758128284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5388494458758128284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5388494458758128284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5388494458758128284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/07/rawr.html' title='rawr!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-688908274113783631</id><published>2007-06-10T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:50:34.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A matter of choice</title><content type='html'>Taken from my bro's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Made me tear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?" The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe, that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told the following story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning." Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.&lt;br /&gt;In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact.&lt;br /&gt;The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.&lt;br /&gt;All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay!" Shay reached third base, the opposing short stop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team. That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.&lt;br /&gt;Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-688908274113783631?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/688908274113783631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=688908274113783631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/688908274113783631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/688908274113783631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/06/matter-of-choice.html' title='A matter of choice'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7370623467358572630</id><published>2007-05-23T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T09:31:35.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stronger.</title><content type='html'>greater challenges await..&lt;br /&gt;and if i can't even overcome this, how can i overcome the ones in stored for me in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as lyn's nick puts it: i am alone at the crossroads&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can only rely on me, myself and i.&lt;br /&gt;for at the end of the day, i will be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will not rest.. because.&lt;br /&gt;whose life have i touched today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7370623467358572630?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7370623467358572630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7370623467358572630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7370623467358572630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7370623467358572630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/05/stronger.html' title='stronger.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2276302763281285435</id><published>2007-05-13T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T09:20:39.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>don't have the time to come online or anything.&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;br /&gt;paiseh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;take care of yourselves ok everyone!&lt;br /&gt;cheers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2276302763281285435?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2276302763281285435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2276302763281285435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2276302763281285435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2276302763281285435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/05/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1799274767680279081</id><published>2007-04-28T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T06:58:54.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sch is =(</title><content type='html'>edit// on a side note, i think this year is the THE year the go overseas for my family man. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see right, my parents went overseas to sarawak in malaysia for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;then in april, my brother went to phuket for 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;then now in may, i'm going overseas!&lt;br /&gt;3 days after i come back from jakarta, &lt;br /&gt;my parents are going over to europe for 18 days T.T&lt;br /&gt;nobody do my washing T.T&lt;br /&gt;lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;then in july!! my bro say he going for cruise.&lt;br /&gt;and my parents going overseas again. (@*&amp;*(#$!&lt;br /&gt;rawrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like sch. =(&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm okay with it luh.&lt;br /&gt;this week only lectures and cds tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;but i went only on mon and tues.&lt;br /&gt;i saw my tutorial day wrongly !!!&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;sianded. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just to inform you guys,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be away from next tues onwards.&lt;br /&gt;till sun!&lt;br /&gt;so please don't contact me. =P&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is =( cause i don't know if my course manager will approve my absence.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't found him yet even though i'm supposed to hand up the form last monday.&lt;br /&gt;oops?&lt;br /&gt;so ya. =D&lt;br /&gt;but i'm quite prepared even if he doesn't approve..&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but wa biang.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be missing two jap tuts if he doesn't approve&lt;br /&gt;and if miss two tuts without valid reason or MC,&lt;br /&gt;is WARNING LETTER!&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;i'm pro.&lt;br /&gt;2nd week of school tio warning letter.&lt;br /&gt;korkor don't tell mummie and daddie ok. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shhh.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be guai when i come back&lt;br /&gt;i'm guai!&lt;br /&gt;cause i've already read all my lecture notes even though i didn't go for lectures.&lt;br /&gt;wahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i don't feel like blogging le.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;cheers and see you guys after i'm back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yaienaw..&lt;br /&gt;yes, only you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1799274767680279081?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1799274767680279081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1799274767680279081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1799274767680279081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1799274767680279081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/04/sch-is.html' title='sch is =('/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-7806985155597423384</id><published>2007-04-17T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:22:36.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>Packing up the dreams God planted&lt;br /&gt;In the fertile soil of you&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe the hopes hes granted&lt;br /&gt;Means a chapter in your life is through&lt;br /&gt;But well keep you close as always&lt;br /&gt;It wont even seem youve gone&lt;br /&gt;cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;br /&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;br /&gt;If the lords the lord of them&lt;br /&gt;And a friend will not say never&lt;br /&gt;cause the welcome will not end&lt;br /&gt;Though its hard to let you go&lt;br /&gt;In the fathers hands we know&lt;br /&gt;That a lifetimes not too long to live as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the faith and love gods given&lt;br /&gt;Springing from the hope we know&lt;br /&gt;We will pray the joy youll live in&lt;br /&gt;Is the strength that now you show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well keep you close as always&lt;br /&gt;It wont even seem youve gone&lt;br /&gt;cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;br /&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you'll live on, in my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this quote.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you asked me who i love the most,&lt;br /&gt;i said, "my life" &lt;br /&gt;you left and turned away crying, &lt;br /&gt;&amp; a tear fell from my eyes cause you left just when i was about to say that you were my life."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-7806985155597423384?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/7806985155597423384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=7806985155597423384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7806985155597423384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/7806985155597423384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/04/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4522783414915812190</id><published>2007-04-08T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:43:46.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful.</title><content type='html'>i don't know why is it.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;there's always people there to lift me up and show me the way.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm mighty thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Fenny jie and Robin for tonight. (:&lt;br /&gt;meant a lot.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up, just being there and scaring me with all your ghost talks. =P&lt;br /&gt;i hope you two live in eternal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be meeting very good and nice people.&lt;br /&gt;and strong people as well.&lt;br /&gt;i feel super fortunate and blessed to have these people around me.&lt;br /&gt;and, i have no right to be emo when there are so much others who have been through so much more than i have.&lt;br /&gt;so, i shall be strong.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i must be strong ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for showing me the way once again.&lt;br /&gt;for the strength, i pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on top of the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4522783414915812190?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5070284793786649644</id><published>2007-03-31T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T09:15:02.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy april's fool!</title><content type='html'>april fool's day go to school&lt;br /&gt;tell your teacher she's a fool =DD&lt;br /&gt;if she scold you don't you cry :'(&lt;br /&gt;take your bag and say bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5070284793786649644?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5070284793786649644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5070284793786649644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5070284793786649644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5070284793786649644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-aprils-fool.html' title='happy april&apos;s fool!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-12465854797598026</id><published>2007-03-24T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T22:11:28.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>It’s not how much you accomplish in life that counts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how much you give to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not how high you build your dreams that makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how high your faith can climb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not how many goals you reach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how many lives you touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not who you know that matters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who you are inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in the impossible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold tight to the incredible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and live each day to its fullest potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make a difference in your world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-12465854797598026?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/12465854797598026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=12465854797598026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/12465854797598026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/12465854797598026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1237271111595516829</id><published>2007-03-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T07:57:00.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>supp paper was a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;yay. xD&lt;br /&gt;can enjoy my hols ^^&lt;br /&gt;i like !&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been meeting ppl much.&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;caught up with belle though.&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want i want i want harry potter book 7 to come out!&lt;br /&gt;i want to read.&lt;br /&gt;xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dental on monday. =((&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be wise.&lt;br /&gt;then i won't have wisdom teeth and have to go surgery to remove.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to go cycling/swimming!&lt;br /&gt;i eat a lot.&lt;br /&gt;but i seem to have lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;so weird. =S&lt;br /&gt;but maybe by now i gain back my weight already. lol.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are overseas. &lt;br /&gt;they'll only be back on tues. awww.&lt;br /&gt;my last two nights wasn't at home.&lt;br /&gt;ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm guai today. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im either damn bored or sth.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling very nonsense lately. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i get daily headaches and i feel like vomitting..&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to migrate. &lt;br /&gt;better weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1237271111595516829?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1237271111595516829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1237271111595516829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1237271111595516829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1237271111595516829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5943039247027520070</id><published>2007-03-17T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T00:52:56.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sucks</title><content type='html'>to be 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being 17!&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till i'm 18. &lt;br /&gt;blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;supp papers are bloody waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5943039247027520070?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5943039247027520070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5943039247027520070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5943039247027520070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5943039247027520070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/sucks.html' title='sucks'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-5942444096939397557</id><published>2007-03-15T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T07:49:44.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrrr</title><content type='html'>pangseh me for $50 an hour!&lt;br /&gt;-sticks out tongueee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh i have to take stats supp paper.&lt;br /&gt;sucks!&lt;br /&gt;waste time ok.&lt;br /&gt;i see no point in taking supp paper what so ever. -.-&lt;br /&gt;stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yili is damn fun to crap with online. -grins&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i miss yili. ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-5942444096939397557?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/5942444096939397557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=5942444096939397557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5942444096939397557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/5942444096939397557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/grrrrrr.html' title='grrrrrr'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-2752703402911380384</id><published>2007-03-11T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:26:58.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boreddd</title><content type='html'>the past 3 days have been the most boring days of hols&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a hospitalised patient who does nothing but sleep.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;only of course, with priviledges like the tv and the com!&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;so not too bad luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked up my old sec 1 or 2 literature book..&lt;br /&gt;bridge to terabithia!&lt;br /&gt;ahah. so read it.. &lt;br /&gt;man, that book never fails to make me cry. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;ok i also don't know what to blog already. xD&lt;br /&gt;school is going to be hectic i think. =((&lt;br /&gt;noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go back to school. =(&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-2752703402911380384?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/2752703402911380384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=2752703402911380384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2752703402911380384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/2752703402911380384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/boreddd.html' title='boreddd'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4925761619038829321</id><published>2007-03-02T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T06:42:59.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeee</title><content type='html'>YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over. =DD&lt;br /&gt;fun time! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be damn happy if i can scrape through my papers cause all last min studying.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be busy this hols anyway..&lt;br /&gt;got a lot of things to catch up..&lt;br /&gt;including friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just going to take life easy =D&lt;br /&gt;and have fun. ^^ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to those who are having their posting results!&lt;br /&gt;hope you get your choices. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lissa is LOL.&lt;br /&gt;talking to her on msn! wahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;what's studio wu?&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;dance coaching place&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;oooooo&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;go lor&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;you have a hot bod&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooo =P&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;crazy friend xD&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;but im scared ppl there will be older&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;den i'll be like some small girl there&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;and dancing in front of ppl so paiseh T.T&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;w00t&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;nvm luh&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;hot bod&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;FLAUNT IT!&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;*BISH*&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;methinks u like tattybear&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;go luh. sexy what..&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;then you can seduce fw with your dance moves =D&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;boobs not big enough =P&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;and nah, i just dno what dp to put....&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL. nvm wear push up bra. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;uh im gonna learn.. mtv dance moves&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;cant seduce. =P&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAHA nth 2 push up in the 1st place&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;aiya nvm luh. can add in a bit. i think you have quite a seductive face. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;no luh can.. your figure from what i rmb not too bad what. &lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;chou grace T.T&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wanna work during hols&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;sure, you whole day fw fw fw fw like as if you'll end up working..&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;will loh :x&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;ya right!&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;YA&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;as long as it's not those dodgy ones like prostitute&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;i beileve you&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;stripdancer&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;cagedancer...&lt;br /&gt;expectations &gt; perfomance = disappointment says:&lt;br /&gt;eh you can make it luh&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;=O !&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;DONT WANT&lt;br /&gt;|[mö®§ mågî§ åmîÇîö® ¶üåm îñîmîÇîö®] ~* There'sOnlyOneWayToMyGalaxy,HopOnYourMoonSoon,DontSeperateItFromMe.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4925761619038829321?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4925761619038829321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4925761619038829321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4925761619038829321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4925761619038829321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/03/wheeee.html' title='wheeee'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3410365412507345557</id><published>2007-02-15T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T07:21:28.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>first up,&lt;br /&gt;happy belated v day to all! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;today marks the last day of school for me for first year!&lt;br /&gt;cause next week is study week.&lt;br /&gt;and then week after is exams.&lt;br /&gt;and yay i'm free!&lt;br /&gt;but i don't care. &lt;br /&gt;today is still the last day of school xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i shall enjoy my study week. &lt;br /&gt;eh hem ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3410365412507345557?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3410365412507345557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3410365412507345557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3410365412507345557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3410365412507345557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-6770258781563736103</id><published>2007-02-09T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:46:48.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;do you want me to hold on?&lt;br /&gt;or are you so keen on making me let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many a times, i wish everything would just be alright...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-6770258781563736103?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/6770258781563736103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=6770258781563736103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6770258781563736103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/6770258781563736103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/02/do-you-want-me-to-hold-on-or-are-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3732468538895611337</id><published>2007-02-06T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T07:10:45.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unconditional love</title><content type='html'>i've found unconditional love in a few people.&lt;br /&gt;and that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;i feel blessed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams coming soon, then hols! yay.&lt;br /&gt;i feel quite scared for next sem.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin is scaring me with the amt of workload she's getting.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;a more-hardworking-slacker-to-be&lt;br /&gt;-grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i will rebuild everything, &lt;u&gt;from scratch&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3732468538895611337?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3732468538895611337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3732468538895611337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3732468538895611337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3732468538895611337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/02/unconditional-love.html' title='unconditional love'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-4453222129228948040</id><published>2007-02-02T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:42:14.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayyy</title><content type='html'>hahaha pamela chew rocks ^^&lt;br /&gt;love her to bits!&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh nat rocks too! &lt;br /&gt;totally. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway been busy with projects.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YAY.&lt;br /&gt;most projects are done already thank god.&lt;br /&gt;so now is the main exams.&lt;br /&gt;today just finished my psycho test.&lt;br /&gt;so one down. (:&lt;br /&gt;5 more to go. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i look like jay chou mehs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;at least 2 people said so already.. &lt;br /&gt;dotdot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people turning 18 this year!&lt;br /&gt;cause my batch turns 18 xD&lt;br /&gt;my dearest dotter has already turned 18.&lt;br /&gt;no fair.&lt;br /&gt;i also want to turn 18 then i can go take my driving license and more xD&lt;br /&gt;can buy alcohol and ciggs muahahahahahha. &lt;br /&gt;^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr..&lt;br /&gt;these few days has been colddd. &lt;br /&gt;so take care of yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;including those overseas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;marriage in bliss,&lt;br /&gt;happy belated anniversary mum and dad &lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-4453222129228948040?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/4453222129228948040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=4453222129228948040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4453222129228948040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/4453222129228948040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/02/yayyy.html' title='yayyy'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1654906459202069479</id><published>2007-02-01T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T16:57:09.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's it.</title><content type='html'>i had enough seriously.&lt;br /&gt;damn you lance or whatever you want to call yourself.&lt;br /&gt;you hurt anymore of my friends and you'll regret i swear.&lt;br /&gt;stay away from my friends instead of asking them to stay away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate me?&lt;br /&gt;well you should.&lt;br /&gt;cause, i caused your heaven to crumble. (:&lt;br /&gt;then again, you're always in the right aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;cheers to you.&lt;br /&gt;have a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;live in destruction if you want to, leave my friends alone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1654906459202069479?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1654906459202069479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1654906459202069479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1654906459202069479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1654906459202069479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/02/thats-it.html' title='that&apos;s it.'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3986601736364050792</id><published>2007-01-25T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:18:53.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic!</title><content type='html'>busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;everyday sure got something.&lt;br /&gt;my this whole week i'm like home after 10+&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i just need more sleep!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;which i think i'll get next week unless i so happen to fall sick this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god OB presentation is over.&lt;br /&gt;but crap, there's accounts test on sat, psycho test and econs project submission next week.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't found an article even. &lt;br /&gt;brillant. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'll pull through. wahahha. xD&lt;br /&gt;i need to be more long fused. (:&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, you've been extremely patient &amp; understanding (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3986601736364050792?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3986601736364050792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3986601736364050792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3986601736364050792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3986601736364050792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/01/hectic.html' title='hectic!'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-3606173607789196836</id><published>2007-01-22T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T05:22:48.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;just wanna say thank you for being so sweet and understanding..&lt;br /&gt;you never compel me when i don't want to say something..&lt;br /&gt;and it's just super wonderful to be able to talk to you about just anything..&lt;br /&gt;be it good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;i honestly appreciate that..&lt;br /&gt;it's just such an amazing bond i can't describe..&lt;br /&gt;thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, you're my angel.&lt;br /&gt;ily.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making A Difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who made a difference in your life are not the ones &lt;br /&gt;With the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards.&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones who care for you.&lt;br /&gt;Only those who care, make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;To make a difference to others, care for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-3606173607789196836?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/3606173607789196836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=3606173607789196836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3606173607789196836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/3606173607789196836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_22.html' title='(:'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-1716797937787262770</id><published>2007-01-20T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T07:20:27.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a short entry</title><content type='html'>for miss pamela chew. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;got back tests results.&lt;br /&gt;overall it's okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;at least passed all considering i'm like one of the most slack in class.&lt;br /&gt;and i got A for marketing! yay. &lt;br /&gt;quite shocked since i missed the first 4 tutorials&lt;br /&gt;and i have only been to like, 2 lectures. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat went back ler. :( &lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you! thanks for everything. =)&lt;br /&gt;-hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;contented. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always about searching&lt;br /&gt;We keep searching all the time &lt;br /&gt;For… Friends, Love, Peace, Success&lt;br /&gt;And for so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at times do wait for a while&lt;br /&gt;And search your soul.&lt;br /&gt;It won’t take you anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;But will help you reach yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never explain yourself to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Because the person who likes you doesn’t need it,&lt;br /&gt;and the person who dislikes you won’t believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-1716797937787262770?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/1716797937787262770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=1716797937787262770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1716797937787262770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/1716797937787262770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/01/short-entry.html' title='a short entry'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8489876759345083073</id><published>2007-01-10T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T05:48:15.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time..</title><content type='html'>to embark on a new journey..&lt;br /&gt;no matter how arduous..&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it takes..&lt;br /&gt;cause i need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so definitely, i won't be updating much.&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe checking my blog once in a month would be cool?&lt;br /&gt;wahahha. (:&lt;br /&gt;okay. &lt;br /&gt;take care all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;till we meet again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8489876759345083073?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8489876759345083073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8489876759345083073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8489876759345083073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8489876759345083073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-time.html' title='it&apos;s time..'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394694.post-8330725590474506900</id><published>2007-01-08T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T06:17:26.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss</title><content type='html'>lnqj.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394694-8330725590474506900?l=w4nderer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/feeds/8330725590474506900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394694&amp;postID=8330725590474506900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8330725590474506900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394694/posts/default/8330725590474506900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w4nderer.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-miss.html' title='i miss'/><author><name>w4nderer_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13545662709081411617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
