<?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-22632915</id><updated>2011-10-11T03:44:03.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Love . Hope . Faith . Dream*</title><subtitle type='html'>Learning how to live life, and attempting not to fail miserably.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-926180058246661060</id><published>2010-02-12T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:38:11.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-7XPCNrD5Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-7XPCNrD5Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Awesome stuff! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-926180058246661060?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/926180058246661060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=926180058246661060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/926180058246661060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/926180058246661060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome-song.html' title='Awesome Song.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-428919329505859016</id><published>2010-02-06T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:03:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2xOl1VYM1I/AAAAAAAAAUI/uL_p5ubGL-I/s1600-h/tumblr_kse02cEzN61qzwldso1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2xOl1VYM1I/AAAAAAAAAUI/uL_p5ubGL-I/s400/tumblr_kse02cEzN61qzwldso1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434805262208217938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No wonder I am never good in life - I don't even like roller coaster! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P.S. Mitch, I put ' :C ' at the end of my hippie entry, because I wished you would go with me, but you weren't even here. Remember how we always wanted to be hippies? *sigh* I miss you! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-428919329505859016?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/428919329505859016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=428919329505859016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/428919329505859016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/428919329505859016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2xOl1VYM1I/AAAAAAAAAUI/uL_p5ubGL-I/s72-c/tumblr_kse02cEzN61qzwldso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7433323755322963855</id><published>2010-02-05T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:49:05.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Eyed vs Brown Eyed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWbxv4vlHe0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWbxv4vlHe0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'Oh Great Spirit, keep me from ever judging a man until I have walked a mile in his moccasins.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I personally think that it is an excellent way to teach little kids about racism, discrimination, tolerance, self confidence, and passing judgment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I think she's awesome!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7433323755322963855?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7433323755322963855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7433323755322963855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7433323755322963855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7433323755322963855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-eyed-vs-brown-eyed.html' title='Blue Eyed vs Brown Eyed.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5342390641669662753</id><published>2010-02-04T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:00:19.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2qohp70fJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jhshhf5ei-0/s1600-h/tumblr_kwi8okCoMf1qztggxo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2qohp70fJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jhshhf5ei-0/s400/tumblr_kwi8okCoMf1qztggxo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434341196521831570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Because we all are the epic jokes of the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5342390641669662753?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5342390641669662753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5342390641669662753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5342390641669662753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5342390641669662753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/joke.html' title='Joke.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2qohp70fJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jhshhf5ei-0/s72-c/tumblr_kwi8okCoMf1qztggxo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2611506924556505681</id><published>2010-02-04T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:31:23.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2mnkuqY2TI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QiIh5PWjbpo/s1600-h/tumblr_kwvh62FdUV1qztggxo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2mnkuqY2TI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QiIh5PWjbpo/s400/tumblr_kwvh62FdUV1qztggxo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434058674842163506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quote"&gt;                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="quote" &gt;                                 'With all of my being, I wish to consume you. Touch you. Breathe you. Kiss you. Feel you. Truly see you. Caress you. Taste you. Pleasure you. Appreciate you. Dance with you. Sing with you. Share joy with you. Cook with you. Read with you. Meditate with you. Travel with you. Explore with you. Fall for you. Love you. Simply be in the same room with you. I wish for you to touch me. To kiss me. To consume me. Fall asleep with your sweet sexy body next to me. Wake up beside me. Hold me in the protection of your arms and never let me go.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="source" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo : Goodness, these are all the things I want! If only I can tick all these, and order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yes, Jo, who doesn't? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2611506924556505681?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2611506924556505681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2611506924556505681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2611506924556505681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2611506924556505681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2mnkuqY2TI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QiIh5PWjbpo/s72-c/tumblr_kwvh62FdUV1qztggxo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4054198233474044495</id><published>2010-02-03T01:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:33:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2hbFjhyAvI/AAAAAAAAATo/x9virXmgAtI/s1600-h/tumblr_ku5xdu3lDF1qzwldso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2hbFjhyAvI/AAAAAAAAATo/x9virXmgAtI/s400/tumblr_ku5xdu3lDF1qzwldso1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433693101416907506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to be a hippie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to travel to a lot of places in my rainbow colored van. And I want to see the world, and I want to eat all the weird food ever invented. And I want to see people. I want to talk to them, observe them, and laugh with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to sing along with the radio all day long, and I want to stop the car anywhere I want, and simply dance by the side of the road. And I want to gaze at sunsets, and sunrises, and the stars, and the clouds, and simply enjoy the breeze of the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to sleep on the open field, feeling the cold of the night and the wet grass on my back. And I want to read a good book, under the shade of a gigantic tree, and maybe fall asleep there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I definitely want to go to all the best beaches on the world, and feel the sand on my feet. And I want to have a nap by the beach, listening to the wave and feeling the hot blazing sun, and sweating like crazy, and getting sun-burnt. And I want to dive down to the ocean and kiss the fishes and the corals and the seahorses. And I want to skinny-dip in the middle of the night, so I can swim on my back and stare at the stars above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All year round, I want to wear my shorts and shirts in which I don't look awesome, but they're damn comfy and snugly. And I want to wear my old slipper, which looks ugly and ratty, but fits me nicely. I want to dye my hair orange, and highlight it with blood red. And I want to use unfashionable rainbow-colored backpack all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to feel the snow on my palms, and I want to eat it too! And I want to make a snow woman, and I want to take picture with her. I want to play snowball war, and I want to learn how to ski. And I definitely want to jet-ski myself around the snowy mountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to hike the mountains, and I want to camp in the woods. And I definitely want the stories shared surrounding the fire, and the BBQ stuff that comes along with it. And I want to bathe near the waterfall, and feel the chill of the water on my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I want to buy balloons (filled with Helium) and I want to give them away to total strangers. And I want to take pictures with random people I meet on the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to laugh until my stomach hurts, and my cheeks are stiff. No, in fact, I want to laugh until I cry. And I want to drink until I pass out. And I definitely want to dance until my feet are sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to go to a strip club and see stripteases. And I want to give them a single each. And I want to have a lap dance, just to see what the big fuss is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to check out the Aurora, and I want to contemplate whether the emission of photon of light is as important as the beauty of it. And I want to try to count the colors, and I want to fall asleep staring into the night and the beauty of Aurora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I also want to have chocolate fudge cake for breakfast, cheese cake for lunch, and pancake and ice cream for dinner. And I want to have cupcakes for supper! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I want to go to all the Disneylands in the world, because I want to know which one is the best. And I want to take pictures with all the princesses and the princes. And I want to stay in their hotel while I am there, because I want to know what it feels like to live in a fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I want to visit a Black Hole, and stare at its beauty until I disappear. And I want to feel the sucking sensation. And I want to tell the whole world what it feels like, before I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But most importantly, I want, with all my heart, that you want to go with me, so we can share our stories, and so that we can have fun together, and so that I won't be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4054198233474044495?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4054198233474044495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4054198233474044495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4054198233474044495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4054198233474044495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/hippie.html' title='Hippie!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2hbFjhyAvI/AAAAAAAAATo/x9virXmgAtI/s72-c/tumblr_ku5xdu3lDF1qzwldso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6328737676468276352</id><published>2010-02-02T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:23:36.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2hDHFxb7rI/AAAAAAAAATg/WELZBkF_5yQ/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2hDHFxb7rI/AAAAAAAAATg/WELZBkF_5yQ/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433666739510177458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I found these so-called theories to be extremely interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am a nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6328737676468276352?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6328737676468276352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6328737676468276352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6328737676468276352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6328737676468276352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/moon.html' title='The moon.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2hDHFxb7rI/AAAAAAAAATg/WELZBkF_5yQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4810948541862697179</id><published>2010-02-01T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:35:53.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A message and a miss-call that led to a sweet love letter. What a weird way to start a day. Nonetheless, it was a pleasant surprise, because, ooh well, it was my first love letter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still scary, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then MNO class started. It was as interesting as usual. Sandy showed us a video clip and asked us to count the amount of time the people in white passing around the ball to each other. She played it twice, and she asked us whether there was something weird about the video, and someone shouted that he saw a woman in the video moving across the room, carrying an umbrella. Everyone laughed because we thought he saw a ghost (like DUUH!) Sandy then played the video again. And there she was, all along in the video, carrying her big umbrella, while all of us didn't notice her at all. It was creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Apparently it is called selective attention, and yeah, it is a psychological behaviour. And yes, I know it's boring stuff, but I just find it, hmm, interesting :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am weird, aren't I? =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In MNO tutorial, my tutor asked all of us, 'So all of you think you are good people?' And in my head I went, 'DUUH!' But apparently it is not as easy as it sounds, or looks. There is more to it than just right or wrong. I hope in the future I still can proudly say that I am a good person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmm, something to ponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway GEM tutorial was next. I took the wrong bus, got lost, and found out that the tutor was pretty good looking *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Design meeting was as normal as it could get. And I met Willy after a very long time not seeing him. Again, the familiarity of the faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And then it was time to go home. While patting Rainbow, her owners came home, and stared at me for a very long time before I realised they were behind me, in their car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yes, I know I am embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4810948541862697179?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4810948541862697179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4810948541862697179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4810948541862697179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4810948541862697179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/weird-day.html' title='Weird day.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-9143825142734573039</id><published>2010-01-31T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:08:54.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I think truth is overrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2WcRXWm-OI/AAAAAAAAATY/4ItfCPFZ4yk/s1600-h/19735_264502266304_723886304_3470141_7503181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2WcRXWm-OI/AAAAAAAAATY/4ItfCPFZ4yk/s400/19735_264502266304_723886304_3470141_7503181_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432920347632924898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish I were there :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Damn woman, sometimes I wish I were you! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-9143825142734573039?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9143825142734573039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=9143825142734573039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/9143825142734573039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/9143825142734573039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth.html' title='Truth.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S2WcRXWm-OI/AAAAAAAAATY/4ItfCPFZ4yk/s72-c/19735_264502266304_723886304_3470141_7503181_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-136573903907274378</id><published>2010-01-28T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:25:29.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was supposed to go for a pool study today, so that I could get so-called free points for my MNO1001, and I forgot all about it until I took out my phone, and I saw my REMINDER which somehow just didn't ring at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know. How dumb can I be, right? I totally remembered it last night, and yet when the time came, I somehow could forget all about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Seriously, there is no end to my idiocy, is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have sent the guy in charge an email telling him I was sorry bla bla bla bla, but I don't think he can do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sob* My free marks! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-136573903907274378?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/136573903907274378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=136573903907274378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/136573903907274378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/136573903907274378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/dumb.html' title='Dumb.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5489285850454914294</id><published>2010-01-24T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:57:31.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Lazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo : Wow! You have finished cooking? So fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : Yeah. You want to try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo : Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo : Hmm, you're very good in making quick tasty food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : Haha, yeah. I'm lazy, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jo : Hmm? I think a good way of being lazy is to use your brain first, and then just repeat it the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : Haha, that's a smart way of being lazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, who says lazy people are stupid? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5489285850454914294?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5489285850454914294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5489285850454914294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5489285850454914294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5489285850454914294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/smart-lazy.html' title='Smart Lazy.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1054416415924494667</id><published>2010-01-23T13:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T14:12:47.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, this is going to be a very stupid post, so please, if you have things to do, or if you are not bored enough, refrain yourself from even scanning through this post. I blog because I am procrastinating, because I don't feel like reading more about PV or waste management. BLEAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, Daniel has left the country since about two hours ago. I have said too many goodbyes for the past few months, and I have to tell you, it's not awesome. And Daniel, if you read this, bear in mind that I will kick your ass once I see you again! What the hell, you left without saying good bye! HMPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a brighter note, I just finished reading 'My Year of Meats', and I think it is a good read, and I found an interesting quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A Japanese mom gives advise to her mixed daughter in a very lousy (but kinda funny) English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'This is trouble with you. You think you want, you don't think you want - always back and forth. Me, when I want, it is with whole heart. I look at wanted things with eyes straight on. But you! Neither here or there. Your looking always crooked, from side of eye. It has no power to hold. So wanted thing, it slip away from you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess we have to want something badly enough so that it won't 'slip away'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkgMd5bm_w8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkgMd5bm_w8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sorry, I can't stop myself from putting the video here. It's just so pretty, with so many colours and rainbows :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Anyone know where I can find a rainbow-coloured soft lens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1054416415924494667?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1054416415924494667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1054416415924494667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1054416415924494667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1054416415924494667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/boring-post.html' title='Boring Post.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7873775545885922904</id><published>2010-01-23T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:38:33.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why I miss you so badly when I don't even like you that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5vodTwbe2A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5vodTwbe2A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Je told me about Owl City, and I think I now fall in love with the band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7873775545885922904?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7873775545885922904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7873775545885922904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7873775545885922904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7873775545885922904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6884073582044754998</id><published>2010-01-16T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:34:28.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbJruWd6bmU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbJruWd6bmU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But I guess it takes a great deal of effort to do so *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6884073582044754998?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6884073582044754998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6884073582044754998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6884073582044754998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6884073582044754998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-dance.html' title='I want to dance!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6523218094737077526</id><published>2010-01-13T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:14:07.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It has been three days since the school started this semester, and I have just come to a realisation that this semester would be the loneliest semester for me. I mean I know it will be, all along, but today somehow it just really struck me. I went to Design lecture, and I saw how very few people actually came, and I suddenly realised that I actually missed my lecture mates. Yes, even those whom I don't know at all. I miss the familiarity of the faces. I miss the same old noise my lecture mates make. I miss bitching about their idiosyncrasies (aka weirdness) with Mitch. And I definitely miss stealing glances at my good looking boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think I should be more like Jack Skellington. At least he was ecstatic about all the change he saw, like when he saw Christmas Town for the very first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmph, now I miss home again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Annyway I am now trying to find a job for internship next holiday. Hopefully I can get one in Jakarta, so I can work at home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YaxKiZfQcX8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YaxKiZfQcX8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-6523218094737077526?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6523218094737077526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6523218094737077526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6523218094737077526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6523218094737077526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-of-school.html' title='Start of school.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6958138278402250853</id><published>2010-01-10T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:27:32.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's like there are a lot of holes in my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And I come back to an empty house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kngen ema, papa, mama, ita ci lili, mopi, lilo, sim, manda, ardi... And the list goes on. Aah, sdih aah! *sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok, I don't really cry. It's just for illustration of how much I miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And the best part is? I just got myself mouth, hand, and foot disease. What an awesome life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And I still have report to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I feel like jumping off my window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ROAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6958138278402250853?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6958138278402250853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6958138278402250853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6958138278402250853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6958138278402250853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/sepi.html' title='Sepi.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5554906445143699791</id><published>2010-01-05T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:06:53.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dysfunctionality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last night, like how it used to be fourteen years ago, I was once again confronted by my own insecurities and self-hatred, and once again, I, shamefully, succumbed to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It isn't exactly rocket science. The real problem lies on me. I simply don't like myself enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And school will start in a few days time, and I will be friendless. How awesome can my life be, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I need a happy song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KTFoMJi3uE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KTFoMJi3uE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-5554906445143699791?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5554906445143699791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5554906445143699791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5554906445143699791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5554906445143699791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/dysfunctionality.html' title='Dysfunctionality.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8492238651879224731</id><published>2009-12-27T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:13:50.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My cute little pie Lilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It broke my heart to see you being taken away from me today. But I know it is for your own good, so I can't really do anything about it. It has been exactly a week since the day you came to our home, and you have been so adorable that everyone fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lls in love with you at once. And I won't lie to you, I already miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I miss how you always try to sneak to my bed and sleep on my tummy or my arms every night. And I miss how you get hungry all the time, and that the slightest smell of food can wake you up straight away. I miss how spoiled you get when you want me to sayank you. And I definitely miss watching you playing with Mopi and barking at him when you are tired of playing with him and he doesn't stop bugging you. And I miss how you always follow me around where ever I go. And I miss how you pretend to cry to get our attention when you want to get into our room. But most of all, I miss how you smell and how you feel around my arms - so little, and sweet, and fluffy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What breaks my heart even more is that I know that within the next few days, you will forget me, whereas I will always remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I keep saying goodbyes this year, and by next January I have to say 3 more goodbyes. Life isn't exactly awesome for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;way, good bye Lilo! I love you much much, and I hope you will be happy at your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; new home!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S0MQid6RgHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Lx4EegHmfRc/s1600-h/IMG_1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S0MQid6RgHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Lx4EegHmfRc/s400/IMG_1721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423196560614850674" 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/22632915-8492238651879224731?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8492238651879224731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8492238651879224731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8492238651879224731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8492238651879224731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/lilo.html' title='Lilo.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/S0MQid6RgHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Lx4EegHmfRc/s72-c/IMG_1721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5108451713543128788</id><published>2009-12-26T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:26:47.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mopi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday, my dear Mopi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It has been a year now since the day you joined us, sweetie, and by now you can do all the stuff that grown-up dogs can do. You can pee by raising up your hind leg, you can take stuff on the table just by using your front legs as your hands, and you can 'conquer' the chairs in our house with such pride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aah, the pride of a mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You have always made our days filled with joy, watching you being stupid, and loving, and greedy. And I really have to thank you for always making my day, in every way possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I have to tell you, Mopi, I really love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, my baby! :D And hopefully we can keep you happy, just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; like you do us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYLHgymqZI/AAAAAAAAATI/i8ud_FeUTOA/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYLHgymqZI/AAAAAAAAATI/i8ud_FeUTOA/s400/Image111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419531425276144018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mopi, when he first joined our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYK54fNtBI/AAAAAAAAATA/WZwFiqJ3c1M/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYK54fNtBI/AAAAAAAAATA/WZwFiqJ3c1M/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419531191119098898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mopi, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYKsNUINFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/MQ7FvHFWyFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYKsNUINFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/MQ7FvHFWyFQ/s400/IMG_1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419530956191577170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lilo, Mopi's brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5108451713543128788?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5108451713543128788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5108451713543128788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5108451713543128788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5108451713543128788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/mopi.html' title='Mopi.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SzYLHgymqZI/AAAAAAAAATI/i8ud_FeUTOA/s72-c/Image111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-3549209178039288684</id><published>2009-12-21T18:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:37:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know it is a very long overdue entry, but I really want to write about it, so here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;04.12.2009 - 08.12.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was a short trip, but it was certainly a memorable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch and I were not the smartest people, really. We were cheated for so many times there that I think we would have been much richer (in Baht) if we were better learners. When we reached the Backpacker Hostel, we were almost cheated by the receptionists who claimed that they no longer had any room that we had had booked earlier, so we had to be put in a more expensive room. BLEAH. Then, we were cheated by a Tuk-Tuk driver and his friend the very next day. Hmph, I should learn more from my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, Mitch and I went to Kata Beach, where Jo and her parents stayed. And it was the most beautiful beach I have ever seen, with the most awesome and biggest wave I have ever felt my entire life. It was an awesome feeling, and I literally felt as if I was in the movie 'The Beach', although it wasn't really the same island, and I didn't actually get to see anyone nearly as handsome as Leonardo Dicaprio (Sadly.) And Mitch, Jo, and I had the most amazing, not to mention cheap, Thai massage, which Mitch claimed to have helped heal her GIGANTIC bruise. And for the very first time in my life, I actually experienced being so broke that I can't afford a bowl of noodle. Mitch said that it was very sad, and I think it really was, but now every time I tell the story to people, I actually find it pretty amusing, and somehow a great memory to keep :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch and I went to Patong Beach the next day by local bus. Yes, we were trying to be real backpackers :S It was an awesome trip! We were having fun, jet-skying and somehow the machine stopped working when we were in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by jellyfishes bigger than Mitch's gigantic head. I panicked and I kept telling Mitch how she might have to pee on me (The scene from Friends came in mind). Luckily for us, we were saved by a very good looking and hot angmoh *drool* I think he was gay, though. BLEAH. Anyway, at night we went to the weekend market, and we ate so much that I feel full every time I recall that night. Too bad I could not find my bugs to eat =X And later that night, we were confronted by our own lack of understanding and comunication, and it wasn't pleasant, but I think it was necessary, and it was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aah, I want to go again!!! With more money of course! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sy9Ozvu7yzI/AAAAAAAAASk/vL3O5VeiFDk/s1600-h/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sy9Ozvu7yzI/AAAAAAAAASk/vL3O5VeiFDk/s400/Image131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417635527643614002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sy9PMzEobqI/AAAAAAAAASs/Nj1FLn1Mku4/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sy9PMzEobqI/AAAAAAAAASs/Nj1FLn1Mku4/s400/Image121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417635958036655778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Favourite quote on the trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch : It was only cheap because we used to be rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*When I was wondering how on earth I had thought that the alcohol in Phuket had been freakishly cheap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch : The story of my life, man!&lt;br /&gt;*When we were stuck in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by huge jellyfish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-3549209178039288684?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3549209178039288684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=3549209178039288684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3549209178039288684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3549209178039288684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/phuket-trip.html' title='Phuket trip.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sy9Ozvu7yzI/AAAAAAAAASk/vL3O5VeiFDk/s72-c/Image131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-727049217994412832</id><published>2009-12-14T20:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:53:54.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood-less.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I haven't been in a mood to blog. It is either I have no life to talk about on my blog, or I simply am having too much life that I have no time to blog. I choose to believe the second one, although I know that it is much more likely to be the first one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SyYtRD10BcI/AAAAAAAAASc/XFfcg6NOjKM/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SyYtRD10BcI/AAAAAAAAASc/XFfcg6NOjKM/s400/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415065373071640002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I still miss you. I think it'll be much easier if everyone stops talking about you. But I think at the end of the day I still want them not to stop, because I don't want to stop remembering you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-727049217994412832?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/727049217994412832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=727049217994412832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/727049217994412832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/727049217994412832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/mood-less.html' title='Mood-less.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SyYtRD10BcI/AAAAAAAAASc/XFfcg6NOjKM/s72-c/Image083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1891944911694325073</id><published>2009-12-09T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:47:24.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Because it hurts to realise that everything is an illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I guess it is easier not to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1oyE2i2utzc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1oyE2i2utzc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm too tired to write about the trip, so I shall get to it some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jiao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1891944911694325073?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1891944911694325073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1891944911694325073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1891944911694325073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1891944911694325073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-trip.html' title='Post Trip.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1264183506995914228</id><published>2009-12-04T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:06:22.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because John Lennon is a pure genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bXg7EIatPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bXg7EIatPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Imagine there's no heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you try&lt;br /&gt;No hell below us&lt;br /&gt;Above us only sky&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no countries,&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for&lt;br /&gt;And no religion too&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living life in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope some day you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine no possessions&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can&lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger&lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of man&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope some day you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1264183506995914228?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1264183506995914228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1264183506995914228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1264183506995914228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1264183506995914228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/imagine.html' title='Imagine.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4441447217214823727</id><published>2009-12-03T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:06:22.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Square Root of Three.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I fear that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has quietly come waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;And love for me has been renewed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Kumar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2Kt5HzWtpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2Kt5HzWtpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4441447217214823727?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4441447217214823727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4441447217214823727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4441447217214823727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4441447217214823727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/square-root-of-three.html' title='The Square Root of Three.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5071504353577157163</id><published>2009-12-03T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:33:44.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kepo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why I had to be so inquisitive (read : kepo), I don't even understand. And now, I don't even know whether I am angry at myself because I was such a loser, or at you because you really don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEyCm6OOkOY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEyCm6OOkOY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I showed Mitch this video, and she sighed and went,"We should be singing that now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I guess our lives here haven't been awesome, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5071504353577157163?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5071504353577157163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5071504353577157163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5071504353577157163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5071504353577157163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/kepo.html' title='Kepo.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4674935681956914647</id><published>2009-12-02T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T02:34:42.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500 Days of Summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tom : I need to know you're not going to wake up in the morning and feel differently about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Summer : I can't give you that, no-one can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Depressingly true =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tom : &lt;/strong&gt;Did you ever even have a boyfriend?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer : &lt;/strong&gt;Of course.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom : &lt;/strong&gt;What happened, why didn’t they work out?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer : &lt;/strong&gt;What always happens? Life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Paul is describing his ideal woman, and then says about his long-time girlfriend Robin, "Actually, Robin's better than the girl of my dreams. She's real."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know it sounds sweet here, especially when the one who says it is as cute as Matthew Gray Gubler. But don't you think it sucks to be your boyfriend's number two, even if the so-called number one exists only in his head? Mitch told me I was crazy, but I really think it sucks BIG TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ooh God there I go rambling and complaining again about life in general. I think I'm getting more and more of a grouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, all in all, I love the movie. I think it is very beautifully artistic, and hmm, realistic, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, the trailer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4674935681956914647?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4674935681956914647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4674935681956914647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4674935681956914647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4674935681956914647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/500-days-of-summer.html' title='500 Days of Summer.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8006865773516217207</id><published>2009-12-01T20:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:13:57.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Principle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rangga : Kmu nii pngen nonton karna kmu pngen nonton, apa karna ga enak sama tmen-tmen kmu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cinta : Ya dua-duanya.. Saya pulank duluan aja yaah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rangga : Kaya ga punya kepribadian aja.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cinta : Haah? Apa kmu bilank?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rangga : Iya. Nonton harus sama-sama, pulang skola juga sama-sama, brangkat juga sama-sama. Apa namanya kalo bukan mengorbankan kepentingan pribadi dmi sesuatu yang kurank prinsipil?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch : Eeh, why don't you go out? You finish exam already, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me : Hmm. *ponder* Because I'm friendless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me : Look at him! *pointing at Nicholas Saputra* He's so HOT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch : Ooh, I think I saw him before. Yeah, man, he's damn good looking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me : He's gay, though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch : *pissed off* Why are they all gay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me : *shrug* Because he's too good looking?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch : *sigh* Our society will become uglier in no time, because all the good looking ones are gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SxUOkd-XPhI/AAAAAAAAASU/UiuESQTROBQ/s1600/nicholas-saputra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SxUOkd-XPhI/AAAAAAAAASU/UiuESQTROBQ/s400/nicholas-saputra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410246547039796754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*droooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nHCyRN450A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nHCyRN450A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-8006865773516217207?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8006865773516217207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8006865773516217207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8006865773516217207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8006865773516217207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/principle.html' title='About Principle.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SxUOkd-XPhI/AAAAAAAAASU/UiuESQTROBQ/s72-c/nicholas-saputra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8490759180423595297</id><published>2009-12-01T18:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:18:52.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rainbow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I really wish you would, and I really wish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I did.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But does it even matter now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mu5QPVD427o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mu5QPVD427o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-8490759180423595297?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8490759180423595297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8490759180423595297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8490759180423595297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8490759180423595297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-rainbow.html' title='Rainbow.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2498595796660939392</id><published>2009-11-30T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:19:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was one hell of an emotional roller-coaster ride, but after a great deal of warm bear hugs, sweet kind words, and a lot a lot and a lot of kisses from Mopi, I think I am alright. Or I will be, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCU8qCvhx44&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCU8qCvhx44&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your favorite song, and how I miss listening to you singing it for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2498595796660939392?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2498595796660939392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2498595796660939392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2498595796660939392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2498595796660939392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6913169209119515047</id><published>2009-11-28T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:55:02.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SxACCLgs8YI/AAAAAAAAASM/OgD5qiu7HJs/s1600/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SxACCLgs8YI/AAAAAAAAASM/OgD5qiu7HJs/s400/Image103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408825388944912770" 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/22632915-6913169209119515047?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6913169209119515047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6913169209119515047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6913169209119515047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6913169209119515047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you.html' title='I love you.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SxACCLgs8YI/AAAAAAAAASM/OgD5qiu7HJs/s72-c/Image103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7280670277544543667</id><published>2009-11-27T08:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:05:42.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z4bib4PBqGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z4bib4PBqGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because shit happens unexpectedly when you are at your worst moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because people whom you care about leaves, and will never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because sometimes you want to cry so hard, but you know you shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess we are all here just to suffer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I had one more chance to tell you how much I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or how much I will miss you when you are not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or at the very least I want to be there for you, to hold your hands when you leave, so you can see me for the last time, and I can capture your last moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;How I wish I could turn back the time and called you again. And talked to you with more patience and understanding. And called you again once my hand phone died because the battery was flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But none of those matter anymore, because you had left, and here I am trying to justify myself that there really was nothing I could do that could make you stay. And maybe there was nothing I could do to make you stay, but I know I could had talked to you longer, with more effort put, and at least it could had made you happier when you left. But I had to be such a jerk yesterday. The one time I didn't care because I was just too tired, and you had to leave right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No sorry can do mine any justice, but I really am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I love you, so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And you are already missed greatly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Good bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7280670277544543667?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7280670277544543667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7280670277544543667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7280670277544543667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7280670277544543667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead.html' title='Dead.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4929953244062049069</id><published>2009-11-27T02:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T03:08:58.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is why I'm still so in love with Disney, even though I'm already so old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As the prince says,"What's not to love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw7RiVAV_tI/AAAAAAAAASE/uZE-aNfSvno/s1600/james+marsden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw7RiVAV_tI/AAAAAAAAASE/uZE-aNfSvno/s400/james+marsden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408490590202887890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I want the prince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I'm not gatal. He's just too adorable not to be put here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4929953244062049069?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4929953244062049069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4929953244062049069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4929953244062049069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4929953244062049069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw7RiVAV_tI/AAAAAAAAASE/uZE-aNfSvno/s72-c/james+marsden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-669447587003218152</id><published>2009-11-27T01:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:17:29.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME3162.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now that I'm left with 2 modules, I'm quite relaxed. In fact, I think I'm too relaxed. I can't seem to concentrate at all. My mind always ALWAYS go to Phuket. *can't wait*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, when I was studying (read: flip through) ME3162 notes, I saw this drawing made by Inky. She has always been funny in a very creative way, as you can see from the drawing here. This was my ME3162 paper for midterm by the way. We were supposed to design the most suitable way to manufacture Merlions of different sizes and looks. So, yeah. It was pretty boring, up until Inky took my paper and started coloring my Merlion picture. And she added udder on it too! Isn't she just awesome? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw691sFf3sI/AAAAAAAAAR0/m7W0UMRy5eM/s1600/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw691sFf3sI/AAAAAAAAAR0/m7W0UMRy5eM/s400/Image087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408468932583481026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw698oqwB0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/DAZi1e7jaq4/s1600/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw698oqwB0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/DAZi1e7jaq4/s400/Image088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408469051925071682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me, being studious! :D A girl can never get enough of ME3162, y'all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah, okay, I was lying *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, video of the day!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gtnf9EqijT0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gtnf9EqijT0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't actually like the lyric, but I love the tune. In fact, I have been whistling it this couple of days. Yeah, when I like a song, I listen to it until I'm bored with it. The last time, I was so in love with Lucky by Jason Mraz, I listened to it for so many times that Mitch told me to put on my earphones. Yeah, I know. She wasn't very nice, was she? Hopefully she won't read this. *cross fingers* Otherwise she will probably flick me on my neck again. And it is painful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, back to the song. I hate hate hate the lyric! I mean, dude! When you are not over your ex-girlfriend, why do you even have a new one? So idiotic. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean you're not guilty of it. Emotional infidelity is just as bad as being a cheater. BLEAH. Aren't there any good guys left on this planet? Hmm, I probably should just go to Mars and find one there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ooh, and notice that the guy in the video swings his arm very awkwardly. His right arm is swinging like a T-rex! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-669447587003218152?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/669447587003218152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=669447587003218152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/669447587003218152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/669447587003218152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/me3162.html' title='ME3162.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw691sFf3sI/AAAAAAAAAR0/m7W0UMRy5eM/s72-c/Image087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2225905873380366458</id><published>2009-11-26T01:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:25:50.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alga : "Studying = STUdents + DYING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I can't agree more on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I have watched 2012. And it is AWESOME. In fact, it's too awesome, I'm going to have to spell it out just to give its awesomeness justice. So here we go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A.W.E.S.O.M.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah, Sim, I know I'm not supposed to watch, and I can just imagine you starting to complain to your mom about me being too lazy, even as a procrastinator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But I'd had 3 lousy papers, so I guess I deserve a bit of happy time. (In attempt to justify myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I love almost every part of the movie, although  the movie is rather unreal. (Come on, dude! When you are THAT near to the arising volcanoes, you die of the heat. And what are the chances of you not getting crushed by those gigantic rocks? Ridiculously surreal =X )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My favorite quote from the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;USA President : Dorothy, I'm coming home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Calmly said, when he was about to die due to the enormous tsunami. Dorothy is his late wife, by the way.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My favorite scene from the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw1yY1OcL2I/AAAAAAAAARs/RlfP42rmr0U/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw1yY1OcL2I/AAAAAAAAARs/RlfP42rmr0U/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408104498471907170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, THAT is love, dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And, and, and of course, a HOTTIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw1x7T7IQHI/AAAAAAAAARk/noPHHSNT6gU/s1600/johann_urb_99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw1x7T7IQHI/AAAAAAAAARk/noPHHSNT6gU/s400/johann_urb_99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408103991316332658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He is so hot, I almost melted! And his eyes! OMG, I can just die. (And then go to heaven and meet him, of course. Now that's THE plan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And yes, his stubble. In case you all don't know, I have a thing for guys with stubble. Haha *paiseh* I didn't even realise this until Zhi Ying brought it up :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke with such adorable accent! Hmm, I should find a Russian boyfriend. *in love with the accent*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I'm halfway done with my exam. So, Phuket soon! YEY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And this song has been in my head for quite a few days, so I'm just going to put it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0rafi5CG5M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0rafi5CG5M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Too tired. Bed now!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2225905873380366458?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2225905873380366458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2225905873380366458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2225905873380366458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2225905873380366458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/halfway-done.html' title='Halfway done!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sw1yY1OcL2I/AAAAAAAAARs/RlfP42rmr0U/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1291444465805092938</id><published>2009-11-23T01:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:58:13.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joleen : AAAAAAH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch and I : *look at each other in confusion*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : *whisper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;         Did she just talk in her sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch : *smile evilly and nod*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;             I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joleen : Heii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch and I : *shocked*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch : You're awake?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : Did you just talk in your sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joleen : *pissed off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;              Yeah, and I think I woke up because of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch : *the usual evil laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So what's new, eeh? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cxfkg3RaRjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cxfkg3RaRjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Andy uploaded this video in FB, and I think it's awesome! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, yeah, happy mugging people! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Back to webcasting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1291444465805092938?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1291444465805092938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1291444465805092938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1291444465805092938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1291444465805092938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleep-talk.html' title='Sleep talk.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-552975357046925709</id><published>2009-11-22T17:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:51:08.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who says physicists have no sense of humor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkCbFBwBBI/AAAAAAAAARc/rCMZon0utlo/s1600/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkCbFBwBBI/AAAAAAAAARc/rCMZon0utlo/s400/Image071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406855491864232978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Check out my table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkA-X_4sWI/AAAAAAAAARM/squRmnqeH1U/s1600/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkA-X_4sWI/AAAAAAAAARM/squRmnqeH1U/s400/Image072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406853899228852578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's not exactly the best combination. I mean, popcorn and Physics text book? DUDE! I'm not a nerd. I know popcorn goes best with movies. But when this is the best you can get, you might as well savor it, right? *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I realise a lot of people have watched this movie, but I haven't, so please please pretty please stop talking about it. Or even twittering about it. BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want to WAAAAAAATCH!! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In fact, my family is going to watch it tonight. Not fair. I also want to GOOOOOOOO!! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The sadness of being thrown out of house :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And being left out here alone in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sob again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, here is my family, who is going to watch the movie without me. *ROAR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkAqdvSMrI/AAAAAAAAARE/F_x0rBzvq1I/s1600/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkAqdvSMrI/AAAAAAAAARE/F_x0rBzvq1I/s400/Image095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406853557172449970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And yes, I'm not inside. I was the one who took this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mugging again! BLEAH. I think I can feel the stress and strain on my brain. Ooh man, I'm so lame. I think I've been studying too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bye, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My dad just called me to tell me they were already on the way to watch the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cry cry cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-552975357046925709?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/552975357046925709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=552975357046925709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/552975357046925709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/552975357046925709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012.html' title='2012.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwkCbFBwBBI/AAAAAAAAARc/rCMZon0utlo/s72-c/Image071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8126094562496244810</id><published>2009-11-22T01:32:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:18:02.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam is coming to town..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You know it's exam period when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Tired people are everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgnl92dRnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_yRzs3wubws/s1600/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgnl92dRnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_yRzs3wubws/s400/Image061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406614885869897330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Coffee seems to be a rare highly-wanted commodity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgnIu1Yh9I/AAAAAAAAAQs/OnBiJunXgZo/s1600/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgnIu1Yh9I/AAAAAAAAAQs/OnBiJunXgZo/s400/Image086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406614383622653906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. People seem to be easily freaked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgnPYaiW1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/CrDq5uNwh-0/s1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgnPYaiW1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/CrDq5uNwh-0/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406614497863555922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Chocolate is everywhere. (Because chocolate makes us stop thinking about jumping off the roof every time we can't solve a question.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgmbnB5dpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7wX-RxOLkU8/s1600/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgmbnB5dpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7wX-RxOLkU8/s400/Image057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406613608433546898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. There are more doodles on lecture notes. (Because everyone knows that boredom is the mother of creativity.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgm5ZYxxdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lvH7zFPtcPY/s1600/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgm5ZYxxdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lvH7zFPtcPY/s400/Image065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406614120167491026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And yes, this is another one of Je's attempt to draw me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. More eye-bags are seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgmoEt-kGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Rrhr3uA6hl4/s1600/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgmoEt-kGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Rrhr3uA6hl4/s400/Image069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406613822561488994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. An ultimate slacker actually studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgmFEJ4EVI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hx7q1wg9DW4/s1600/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwgmFEJ4EVI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hx7q1wg9DW4/s400/Image064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406613221114646866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. A procrastinator blogs daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgl010URmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ElNFXJWRyb0/s1600/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgl010URmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ElNFXJWRyb0/s400/Image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406612942388217442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I shall stop here, because I need to go back to mugging. And because I have no more funny pictures to post :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ooh, yeah, video of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/38sYbMZRxYk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/38sYbMZRxYk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One of the most beautiful movies I've ever watched. PLus, Christina Ricci is so beautiful! AND of course James McAvoy! He's so gorgeous, I can't stop drooling! *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, back to mugging. BOO! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jiao!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-8126094562496244810?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8126094562496244810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8126094562496244810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8126094562496244810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8126094562496244810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-is-coming-to-town.html' title='Exam is coming to town..'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swgnl92dRnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_yRzs3wubws/s72-c/Image061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2988614847031296968</id><published>2009-11-21T02:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:05:29.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Jakarta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swbmox1ksrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W2aNmVN8hdU/s1600/nips8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swbmox1ksrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W2aNmVN8hdU/s400/nips8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406261990952055474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;They looked too adorable to not be put on my blog, so here it is! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;They were dancing in the middle of the road for a campaign to encourage safety precaution for pedestrians and drivers in Jakarta. AND this place is very near to my house! I often go to the cinema (on the left corner) with my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Suddenly I miss my Jakarta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I know it is noisy, and the traffic jam is unbelievable, and many people think that it's the most dangerous place there is in South East Asia, but I really miss the AWESOMENESS of my city. I miss the awesome-yet-cheap food by the main roads. And I miss going around the city in the comfort of a car. And I miss the cheap-yet-so-much-better-than-Singapore cinemas. And I miss shopping for extremely-cheap-yet-of-good-quality stuff in Mangga Dua. But most of all, I miss my family and friends. And Mopi, of course. I wonder how big he is now. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwbmYsN6DnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gSfwlCDmwLw/s1600/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwbmYsN6DnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gSfwlCDmwLw/s400/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406261714565598834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mopi and Ita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jakartaku, I'm coming back real soon! *can't wait*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7lOAGbh_Wc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7lOAGbh_Wc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mugging time again tomorrow. Sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Good night, world!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2988614847031296968?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2988614847031296968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2988614847031296968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2988614847031296968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2988614847031296968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-jakarta.html' title='My Jakarta.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Swbmox1ksrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W2aNmVN8hdU/s72-c/nips8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-3355083556406002746</id><published>2009-11-20T13:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:11:21.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CTW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okaii, so I screwed my first paper. Not the end of the world, right? I know it's not awesome, but at least one paper is down. I'm left with 4 more. BLEAH. I'm even too tired to complain. I shall nap now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, to lighten things up.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Lim : I didn't watch enough Sesame Street, so I don't know how to count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, for my professor, whose paper hopefully won't kill me *cross fingers*, here is The Count!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQC82okzTXI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQC82okzTXI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've always loved Sesame Street! My favourite is Oscar the Grouch. He's so green, and awesome! Okaii, probably not so awesome, but he is so proud and so sure of himself, and I guess that's why I love hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;m so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, I miss being a child~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zu-isCSp0s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zu-isCSp0s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know he sings a distorted version of 'It's not easy being green' by Kermit the Frog, but Oscar looks so adorable here that I can't help myself but to put the video here :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To honor the real version, here is Kermit the Frog!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(And because I love this version better :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpiIWMWWVco&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpiIWMWWVco&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And here is my very own Oscar. He is almost 4 years old, so I always try to be gentle to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwYwxKIBfxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7XI52mbzgEw/s1600/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwYwxKIBfxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7XI52mbzgEw/s400/Image056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406062023794589458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah, I'm procrastinating. Are you new here? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-3355083556406002746?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3355083556406002746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=3355083556406002746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3355083556406002746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3355083556406002746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/ctw.html' title='CTW.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SwYwxKIBfxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7XI52mbzgEw/s72-c/Image056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5627199377158950756</id><published>2009-11-19T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:05:46.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerophobic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you know that there is something called cerophobic? Apparently cerophobia is an abnormal fear of being happy. And yes, you read it right, there are people who are afraid of being happy.The quirkiness of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It makes me wonder whether I am one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xYhg0xx5YyU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xYhg0xx5YyU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CTW tomorrow. Wish me luck, people! *cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5627199377158950756?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5627199377158950756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5627199377158950756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5627199377158950756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5627199377158950756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/cerophobic.html' title='Cerophobic.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6398559048119298918</id><published>2009-11-18T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:31:45.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CBp74HXpYM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CBp74HXpYM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Past~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss you. Alright, I don't miss you. I miss being special, and being beautiful, and being important, and being worth loving. So I guess I do miss you. Indirectly. I know I am selfish, and I don't even know if I like myself anymore for having this kind of feeling. And I know I can't complain, because it was me who begged for it. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I need a new happy pill. It seems that you have expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6398559048119298918?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6398559048119298918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6398559048119298918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6398559048119298918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6398559048119298918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/black.html' title='Black.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2771471478531565252</id><published>2009-11-18T04:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T04:57:46.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think I have been too emo these few days. Hmm. Sorry, people, I have been complaining too much. Pre-exam-symptoms, I guess. Everything looks ugly when you are freaked out, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If my sister were here, she would slap me and tell me to get over it. Yeah, she is feisty! And she's probably the most positive person on earth, too! She used to tell me that I was the most negative person she had ever known. I guess that's why we are so close. After all, opposites attract, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OMG, I think I have studied too much. Even this kind of stuff can somehow sound like Physics. I'm a nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, a happy song to keep everyone excited about mugging! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Just kidding. Who can be excited about studying? Right? Ooh yeah, except for Daniel, of course. Studying is his hobby. Haha, Daniel, if you read this, I still think you're awesome! :D You're a cool nerd! *peace* And we can high five, because now I'm turning into a nerd too! *high five*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ooh yeah, the happy song. Wow, I can even get distracted when I blog! -_-" I'm old. BOO! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDLCuvu20II&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDLCuvu20II&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-2771471478531565252?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2771471478531565252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2771471478531565252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2771471478531565252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2771471478531565252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-happy.html' title='Be happy.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5240547218379571558</id><published>2009-11-17T01:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:30:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing important.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : Touty is so lucky. She always gets a boyfriend who knows how to take care of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Auntie : I think that's because she is pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : *frown*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         That's not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Auntie : *shrug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The thought of it is depressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have fallen in love with love again. Not a very good learner, after all. I have fallen in love with love my whole life, and I think habit dies hard. Probably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need a very strong wake up call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rose Walker : Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Sandman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5240547218379571558?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5240547218379571558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5240547218379571558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5240547218379571558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5240547218379571558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-important.html' title='Nothing important.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-3704536015377825699</id><published>2009-11-17T00:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:31:38.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new perspective.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alma : Then it's impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lucius : No. It's not probable. Everything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Change of Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-Jodi Picoult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know to do well in MOM is pretty hard, but I know it's possible. And so I shall study. And hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And hopefully faith will join in, too. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's happy song~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6Qq3gJhuE4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6Qq3gJhuE4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-3704536015377825699?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3704536015377825699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=3704536015377825699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3704536015377825699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3704536015377825699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/brand-new-perspective.html' title='Brand new perspective.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1440710558136339181</id><published>2009-11-15T16:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:48:47.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate being sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why being sick sucks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. I can't eat my Ruffles and popcorn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. I can't sleep because I keep coughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. I keep waking Mitch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. I sound like a TBC infected person when I cough (To the point of scaring people away. And I'm not kidding. My housemate actually gave me a don't-come-near-me-look.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. The skin around my nose is already so bare, it's practically red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And you want to know what happens when you take too many Strepsils? Because I did, and I can tell you what can possibly happen. First of all, your tongue turns the color of Strepsils you take. In my case it's blue. Yes, it looks poisonous. Then, your tongue gets wrinkly. And ugly, too! (Really. I almost took picture of my tongue, when I realised it was kinda gross -_-" ) Finally, your tongue gets numb. And you can't enjoy anything anymore. Well, not that I can enjoy anything right now, anyway. BOO! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, on a brighter note, I am going to show you what I meant by Joleen's bed's inhabitants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_BkCDsXiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DSSyIP6PRZ8/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_BkCDsXiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DSSyIP6PRZ8/s400/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404250902639697442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And yes, she hugs them while she sleeps. Mostly Mr. Banana, and Frankie. I think those are the names. Or not. Hmm. There are just too many of them! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anywho, h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ere is Mitch studying ME3162. Yeah, I know my room is messy. So what's new, huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_B0so1_LI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ivyijGGVaN8/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_B0so1_LI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ivyijGGVaN8/s400/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404251188947713202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I'm trying to be fair. So, I shall put my sleeping picture here. Courtesy of Chareli. I think it was her bed that I slept on :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_B8LtZGkI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Kx3j1iiv5bM/s1600-h/n841185601_4390769_4779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_B8LtZGkI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Kx3j1iiv5bM/s400/n841185601_4390769_4779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404251317547375170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I'd never seen Mitch so stressed up about exam, up until yesterday night, while we were studying in McD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: WOW, Mitch! I've never seen a depressed sotong ball up until now. What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch: Ok, dude. I'm not trying to freak you out, whatsoever, but this is freaking hard! I don't know how to do. I'm so screwed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alright, in case you don't know, Mitch is freakishly smart. She is WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY smarter than me. Almost as much as Olip was. Or more. I don't know. Well, anyway, usually, when she gets her A, I will most probably get my B. Or B+ when I'm lucky enough. When she gets her B, I will most probably get a C. Or B- if I'm lucky. So when she said she was screwed, in my head I went,'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!', because seriously, if she is screwed, I am dead. Literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So yeah, I'm now not very optimistic. The future still looks bleak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I have to go back to web-casting now. Christina Lim awaits. Just now she made me laugh so hard, I almost woke Mitch from her nap. I'm not in the mood to tell the joke right now, because, well, you know, I'm depressed. Probably some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My song of the day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPvZVdHDB4E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPvZVdHDB4E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah, it sucks to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;:C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1440710558136339181?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1440710558136339181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1440710558136339181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1440710558136339181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1440710558136339181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I hate being sick!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv_BkCDsXiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DSSyIP6PRZ8/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4164013641788785965</id><published>2009-11-14T19:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:32:27.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More on mugging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv6U1UyddBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3AFcelaNuns/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv6U1UyddBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3AFcelaNuns/s400/Image046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403920246725506066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Auntie and I were on the bus, on the way to the temple, when suddenly I noticed this poster pasted on the bus seat in front of me. So I went,'Haah? WTH? Who in the world would leave their kids behind?!' And auntie answered,'Hmm? Sometimes they forget, ma?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who in the world would forget?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Auntie cracks me up at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, apparently it was an advertisement for a career in teaching. I'm actually quite keen, but I shall ask around before I decide on this. After all, I have one more year to think it over :D Although I think if I have to go to school again after I graduate, my parents won't be delighted. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6VYbYH9zCg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6VYbYH9zCg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy song of the day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Speaking of MItch, my Mitch is in pain because her wisdom tooth wants to grow, but there isn't any space for it to do so. She has big head, but very small jaw, somehow. So, she has been complaining about her tooth for the whole day. At one point she was in so much pain, she went, 'Who actually thought of giving us wisdom tooth, huh? It doesn't make us wiser, anyway!' and then she made her usual comical frown face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Looks kinda like this -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Imagine a big balloon surrounding it, and you get what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I have to go back to studying. ROAR. Anyone say one more thing about strain hardening or radius of gyration, and I will probably die of boredom. On the spot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ooh well, I'm dying anyway. My sore throat and flu are killing me. BOO! I hate being sick. I hate it more when I have too much to study and too little time to do so. BLEAH. And I can't sleep because of my cough. And I keep waking Mitch up in the process =X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joleen doesn't seem to mind, though. She has the ability to hibernate, like polar bear does. Or so it seems. Hmm. Or her bed's inhabitants just make too much noise that she can't hear when I make mine. Overcrowded bed :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, McD now. Jiao!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4164013641788785965?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4164013641788785965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4164013641788785965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4164013641788785965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4164013641788785965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-on-mugging.html' title='More on mugging.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Sv6U1UyddBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3AFcelaNuns/s72-c/Image046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-648324426940141522</id><published>2009-11-13T03:11:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T04:03:45.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is 3 am and I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So Je suddenly called me yesterday, asking if i wanted to study together. I went there, and apparently she was supposed to study with Alga and Tasya, but because it was canceled, she called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. Jessica Kusuma, I'm not your spare tyre ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was kidding, Je. You know how much I love spending time with you. Well, not so much that I can be your free labor, of course. I'm too smart for that, dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What a stupid analogy you made this evening. Good laugh, though. Thanx Je! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxhvG3aOeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vxPQNbBaBzE/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxhvG3aOeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vxPQNbBaBzE/s400/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403301114862516706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Je tried so hard not to look stupid. Failed, though. Her face kinda looked like she was constipated. *high five* anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxfDPIur5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Ot_-ALn4aCE/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxfDPIur5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Ot_-ALn4aCE/s400/Image041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403298162145144722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And she tried to draw me studying. Well, it looked kinda like me, fidgeting. So I told her to redo it. Instead of redoing it, she added things up, and, ooh well, I guess it was for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxe0Fako3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EW3Y4tFtNas/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxe0Fako3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EW3Y4tFtNas/s400/Image042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403297901837591410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At least, I now looked like a nerd who loved to dance. Or attempted to dance. Whichever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxepuYHM-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/mEIrDIkVEHY/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxepuYHM-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/mEIrDIkVEHY/s400/Image040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403297723854566370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okaii, I know this picture is so not important, but I found this calculator very intriguing. I didn't know that there was such thing called 'Financial Calculator'. And I didn't know HP made calculator, too! Plus, this looks so much better than my old blah calculator, which I have been using for the past seven years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. Now I feel old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxd-pH4kuI/AAAAAAAAANk/eJXL4ABHz0Q/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxd-pH4kuI/AAAAAAAAANk/eJXL4ABHz0Q/s400/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403296983709946594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is an embarrassingly adorable picture of Mitch, sleeping in Olive Cove after attempting to study for 1 hour. Way to go, Mitch! Everyone knows one hour is better than nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okaii, that picture didn't do her face justice, because in fact, she is much much prettier than that. (DUUH, she looks like me. Of course she is pretty.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here is another of her adorable picture. She looks a bit dungu here, but I'm guessing that's just because she was thinking hard about Mechanics of Machine while I took this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxh_fmVAzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/K2SIxw_Qj_o/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxh_fmVAzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/K2SIxw_Qj_o/s400/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403301396379665202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I just realised that the arrow on the guy's shirt at the back was pointing at her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxh2mJVGNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cd9RsqHM8b4/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/Svxh2mJVGNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cd9RsqHM8b4/s400/DSC00562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403301243518261458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My beloved, urgently needed coffee. As I have said before, it is a necessity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxeQNruzaI/AAAAAAAAANs/kWzoyvd0rcU/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxeQNruzaI/AAAAAAAAANs/kWzoyvd0rcU/s400/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403297285581753762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because everyone needs friendly smiles when depressed~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Btw, I'm going to temple tomorrow. Just like Mike told me before,'When you are this near to exam, and you still haven't studied enough, only faith can help.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, he actually said God, because he was persuading me to go to church during the reading week in JC. But I think faith makes more sense, so I shall just take it that that's what he meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have to sleep soon. Meeting tomorrow at 11am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jiao, world!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-648324426940141522?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/648324426940141522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=648324426940141522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/648324426940141522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/648324426940141522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-3-am-and-im-bored.html' title='It is 3 am and I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvxhvG3aOeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vxPQNbBaBzE/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1883061587868784429</id><published>2009-11-11T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:43:21.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AADC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When I was young, and stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And when I believed that there were such thing as soul mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And when love seemed to be just a poetry away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jSUYaHsOsV0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jSUYaHsOsV0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mau RANGGA!! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alga si niih, bikin g inget aja =X skrg jd niat bgt buat ntn lg :S ntn barnk abiiz exam? *wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1883061587868784429?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1883061587868784429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1883061587868784429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1883061587868784429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1883061587868784429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/aadc.html' title='AADC.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-9029710968619297332</id><published>2009-11-11T04:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:37:31.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying in McD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It is now 4am, and Mitch and I just came back from studying in McD. Pretty amazing, huh? I'm guessing when you are a procrastinator, time is always of the essence. Last minute mugging becomes a necessity and extremely essential. If you want to pass, anyway. That is how we (read : procrastinators) can survive here, in NUS, with all the shittiest modules available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Great. I'm now rambling again. Frozen brain cells, I think. Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, Mitch and I tried to write down a cosine rule formula, only to realise that we had forgotten all about it. I mean, HELLOW! It's a cosine rule. How basic is that? Failed engineers, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnJ06AbHsI/AAAAAAAAANM/5oelRysfEYI/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnJ06AbHsI/AAAAAAAAANM/5oelRysfEYI/s400/DSC00557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402571138769034946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, of course at the end we managed to come up with it. After like, hmm, a few minutes of brain-cell-tensional-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I was bored with studying, so I did what I usually do when I'm bored. I took pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnHpS7gBwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/z4d6kR0r8rk/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnHpS7gBwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/z4d6kR0r8rk/s400/DSC00558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402568740277585666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just realised that inside the cup, McD put up adorable drawing, which I found such a waste if I didn't take picture of. I mean, so few people actually notice the existence of this drawing! So I felt that it was my obligation to make it more public. Well, but of course very few people actually know about the existence of this blog, so I won't be much of an advertiser. But, still! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, although the drawing was pretty, I noticed that it was not coherent at all with reality. I mean, DUDE! Who in the world put heart and coffee bean together to create a cup of coffee? RIGHT? How ridiculous is that? :S And so, I made my very own version of the drawing, which translates more of the reality. Here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnKwJtlDLI/AAAAAAAAANU/smnf8yPqQGo/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnKwJtlDLI/AAAAAAAAANU/smnf8yPqQGo/s400/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402572156597243058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okaii, it's not as pretty. And I probably will get sued for this. HAHA, who am I kidding? Like McD will ever bother :S Yeah, I know I'm lame. I was just so bored with Mechanics of Machine that I felt the need to draw something. BLEAH. Life ain't awesome lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnM-s1o7-I/AAAAAAAAANc/9fEAxTPIPXY/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnM-s1o7-I/AAAAAAAAANc/9fEAxTPIPXY/s400/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402574605567717346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okaii, I admit I didn't study for 5 hours. Who can do that, anyway? But my face now looks more like that, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I'm tired. And I think my brain is already shouting for help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bubbye! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-9029710968619297332?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9029710968619297332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=9029710968619297332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/9029710968619297332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/9029710968619297332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/studying-in-mcd.html' title='studying in McD.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvnJ06AbHsI/AAAAAAAAANM/5oelRysfEYI/s72-c/DSC00557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8050458409510691546</id><published>2009-11-09T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:49:50.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME2151.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'It takes quite a brave person to do this.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So she said, right after she blew a balloon until it burst out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Christina Lim is AWESOME, I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mitch went, 'Respect for that woman, man!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I was all like, 'She's damn funny! HAHA.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But somehow, engin students don't laugh at her jokes. Such a waste on a hot, funny, not to mention, AWESOME lecturer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ooh, well, I guess, engin students don't appreciate good jokes. Sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Back to web-casting. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bleak future it is I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I were Yoda. And now I'm so random. BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-8050458409510691546?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8050458409510691546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8050458409510691546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8050458409510691546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8050458409510691546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/me2151.html' title='ME2151.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4652676325022745818</id><published>2009-11-09T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:46:48.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is not fair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*rainbow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did what I wanted to do. Well, half of it, anyway. At least I now know it is all in my head. Time to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And mug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There is no time to even enjoy my Bailey's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Life sucks. And not fair, too! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jvGEARDwL5U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jvGEARDwL5U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-4652676325022745818?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4652676325022745818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4652676325022745818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4652676325022745818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4652676325022745818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-not-fair.html' title='Life is not fair.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7062066420937826446</id><published>2009-11-08T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:30:20.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home mugging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MUG, MUG, AND MUG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's as if nothing is as important as mugging. I hate studying! And my head keeps going everywhere else, but the notes. BLEAH. Not a good start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I attempted to make mocca. And failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyway, somehow this song keeps playing in my head, so I'm just going to post it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLk-eVjMeQA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLk-eVjMeQA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It reminds me the time when studies were the only problems, when shoulders to cry on were abundant, and when life was filled with rainbows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, of course there were bad times, but when you have passed those times, you only remember the memories worth keeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Good night, world! Back to mugging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BLEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7062066420937826446?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7062066420937826446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7062066420937826446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7062066420937826446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7062066420937826446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/home-mugging.html' title='home mugging.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6073370520071069092</id><published>2009-11-08T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:13:30.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sophie : Let me tell you the law of economics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rose : Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sophie : First law, stop being an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rose : *blur*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;            Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sophie : Second law, the law of supply and demand. Before you supply them with the sandwiches, you demand for the money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rose : *ponder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;            Ooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sophie : Third law. Stop being an idiot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VqAJIvbnkZg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VqAJIvbnkZg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-6073370520071069092?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6073370520071069092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6073370520071069092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6073370520071069092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6073370520071069092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/golden-girls.html' title='Golden Girls.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8986613940660505745</id><published>2009-11-06T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:31:24.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Gie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ebVuDSYYRu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ebVuDSYYRu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=ebVuDSYYRu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=ebVuDSYYRu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=ebVuDSYYRu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=ebVuDSYYRu" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/ebVuDSYYRu/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/gNIip_/music/YD0jwmOn/nicholas-saputra-puisi-gie/"&gt;Puisi Gie - Nicholas Saputra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Puisi favorit dr film Gie *so beautiful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ada orang yang menghabiskan waktunya berziarah ke mekkah&lt;br /&gt;ada orang yang menghabiskan waktunya berjudi di miraza&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku ingin habiskan waktuku di sisimu sayangku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;bicara tentang anjing-anjing kita yang nakal dan lucu&lt;br /&gt;atau tentang bunga-bunga yang manis di lembah mendala wangi&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada serdadu-serdadu Amerika yang mati kena bom di danang&lt;br /&gt;ada bayi-bayi yang mati lapar di Biafra&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tapi aku ingin mati di sisimu sayangku&lt;br /&gt;setelah kita bosan hidup dan terus bertanya-tanya&lt;br /&gt;tentang tujuan hidup yang tak satu setanpun tahu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mari, sini sayangku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; kalian yang pernah mesra, yang pernah baik dan simpati padaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; tegakklah ke langit atau awan mendung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; kita tak pernah menanamkan apa-apa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; kita takkan pernah kehilangan apa-apa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-8986613940660505745?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8986613940660505745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8986613940660505745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8986613940660505745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8986613940660505745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-gie.html' title='Missing Gie.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7747942580620835892</id><published>2009-11-06T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:08:58.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging is so tak cool, man! :C</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Presentation is over this morning, and so now is the official mugging period. I want to cry! And I'm so sleepy from the lack of sleep yesterday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shall sleep now, and start mugging later. McD tonight, probably. Hopefully I can finish all materials in these few weeks. I've never been so busy in a semester, and yet, I haven't learnt anything much since the start of the semester. So screwed! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss my rainbow! :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpGAJQaBdGA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpGAJQaBdGA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7747942580620835892?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7747942580620835892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7747942580620835892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7747942580620835892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7747942580620835892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/mugging-is-so-tak-cool-man-c.html' title='Mugging is so tak cool, man! :C'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6046149040236389497</id><published>2009-11-06T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T01:00:02.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome song *</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJT29v7KH6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJT29v7KH6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was reminded of this song by Irfan, who &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;attempted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; to sing it in English, by using his very own translation :S Actually I found it pretty awesome, but of course I'm never ever going to tell him that. Too much narcissism to bear! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6046149040236389497?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6046149040236389497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6046149040236389497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6046149040236389497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6046149040236389497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/awesome-song.html' title='Awesome song *'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2801347367461361763</id><published>2009-11-05T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:18:05.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: Why doesn't the rain seem to stop since this morning, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: *shrug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: *ponder* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;           Maybe God is sad because we're having exam soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2801347367461361763?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2801347367461361763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2801347367461361763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2801347367461361763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2801347367461361763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-is-sad.html' title='God is sad.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6858938809843625372</id><published>2009-11-04T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:05:50.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy song for the day :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jB532mTm9m0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jB532mTm9m0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L.O.V.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6858938809843625372?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6858938809843625372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6858938809843625372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6858938809843625372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6858938809843625372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-song-for-day-d.html' title='happy song for the day :D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-357933691455476843</id><published>2009-11-04T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:42:36.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Study, study, and more study. I'm left with 3 weeks to study the whole semester worth of work load. I'm really wondering what I have been doing for the past few months. It is almost as if I slept through the whole thing, and right 3 weeks before exam, VOILA! I woke up! This sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFkINiubQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SmdmnzVezTM/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFkINiubQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SmdmnzVezTM/s400/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400207520430976258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mugging = Coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's a real necessity!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am sweet toothed :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFku6rldqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/X9Nw1XPdyA0/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFku6rldqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/X9Nw1XPdyA0/s400/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400208185382762146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Aren't we all? :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFlnDKYGUI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hrESeD3jf6o/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFlnDKYGUI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hrESeD3jf6o/s400/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400209149732067650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Daniel, whose finger's skin was too smooth (or so he claimed), couldn't change the bullet (i'm not even sure that's the term :S but, well, you know what I mean!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAHA, what a boy! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;STUDY STUDY! *BLEAH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-357933691455476843?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/357933691455476843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=357933691455476843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/357933691455476843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/357933691455476843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SvFkINiubQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SmdmnzVezTM/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4662739681631654103</id><published>2009-11-03T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:33:15.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ris Low matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch: I don't know why she was even chosen as Miss Singapore, man. She is ugly, not hot, and so fucking stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: Yeah, it makes you wonder how many people she actually had to sleep with to get there, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch: Yeah, man. I mean, if her brain compensates for her looks, I can understand why she was chosen. But she is damn stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: Do you know she is an ambassador for 'Speaking Good English' campaign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch: Ooh God! The only reason she should be included in the campaign is to be the 'before' sample. Seriously! She's just a stupid, ugly, not-hot woman with a horrible taste in fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: Wow! I don't even know what's missing from that insult, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: You guys know that she committed a credit card fraud a few years back, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch: IMMORAL! That's what you can add on to the insult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;            *excitedly shouted, with a smug smile on her face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yeah, my two roomies are AWESOME!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4662739681631654103?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4662739681631654103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4662739681631654103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4662739681631654103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4662739681631654103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/ris-low-matters.html' title='Ris Low matters.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7101406368240102591</id><published>2009-11-02T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:17:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful (forgotten) song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2qQ3r2lRwqs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2qQ3r2lRwqs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i really miss having a life with all of you *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7101406368240102591?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7101406368240102591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7101406368240102591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7101406368240102591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7101406368240102591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-forgotten-song.html' title='beautiful (forgotten) song'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-9170931022514601825</id><published>2009-11-02T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:49:27.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all in my head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I can make it stop. My head is killing me. And convection test doesn’t help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;:C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I need my rainbow, fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6Ej2sIL9Js&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6Ej2sIL9Js&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because everyone needs a happy song~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-9170931022514601825?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9170931022514601825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=9170931022514601825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/9170931022514601825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/9170931022514601825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-all-in-my-head.html' title='it&apos;s all in my head.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-311688413088397659</id><published>2009-10-31T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:57:31.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid. dumb. idiotic. ignorant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-right:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0cm; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know you’re idiotic when :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -18pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;You go down to cycle, only to realise halfway down that you have forgotten your bike key. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(stupid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -18pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;You go all the way to ATM and realise you don’t bring your POSB card. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(dumb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -18pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;You lock yourself out of your room.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; (idiotic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yes, I have done all this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yes, I still care, so at least I’m not an ignorant bitch.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes my idiocy amazes myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;:C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-311688413088397659?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/311688413088397659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=311688413088397659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/311688413088397659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/311688413088397659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/stupid-dumb-idiotic-ignorant.html' title='stupid. dumb. idiotic. ignorant.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-16329985731386029</id><published>2009-10-31T18:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:53:19.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my final destination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen once told me that her final destination in life is something called Avenue J. I don't exactly understand what she means by her final destination, but I think it should be somewhere she wants to end up in. Somewhere serene and beautiful, maybe. Or probably somewhere where 'happily ever after' actually exists. Well, anyway, it gets me thinking, where is my final destination? I have always lived my life according to what life has to offer. Put it simple, I simply go with the flow all along. I don't even know what I want to do once I graduate! I have no dreams, no expectation, no will, to actually move forward to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then I saw this drawing, and right away I know where my final destination is. My final destination is called Mr. Orange, and over there, there are no more tears, or confusion, or drama, or bitter-anything. There are only love, and joy, and laughter, and chocolate, and ice cream, and alcohol (mitch will be visiting often, I reckon), and dogs, and other sweet animals, and beautiful music, and good food, and ice water, and milkshake, and chips and coke (diet!), and tons of books, and wonderful movies, and beach, and swings, and running little children, and a lot a lot a lot of rainbows! And internet, of course, so I can invite people over for a party at my Mr. Orange :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Here is the drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwTL8bhplI/AAAAAAAAALY/fKYf68ipKWQ/s1600-h/girl-on-the-rainbow-hand-painted-cartoon-wallpaper_size_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwTL8bhplI/AAAAAAAAALY/fKYf68ipKWQ/s400/girl-on-the-rainbow-hand-painted-cartoon-wallpaper_size_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711149231449682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And here is my dream house. It is called Rainbow, because I love rainbow, and because I want to keep Miun in my mind all the time when I live there :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwT3xulrLI/AAAAAAAAALg/fC8nn6KGo28/s1600-h/girl-and-cute-pets-hand-painted-cartoon-wallpaper_size_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwT3xulrLI/AAAAAAAAALg/fC8nn6KGo28/s400/girl-and-cute-pets-hand-painted-cartoon-wallpaper_size_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711902272859314" 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/22632915-16329985731386029?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/16329985731386029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=16329985731386029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/16329985731386029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/16329985731386029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-final-destination.html' title='my final destination'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwTL8bhplI/AAAAAAAAALY/fKYf68ipKWQ/s72-c/girl-on-the-rainbow-hand-painted-cartoon-wallpaper_size_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1589109677683473054</id><published>2009-10-30T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:40:43.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-right:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0cm; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know how when you imagine something so perfect and beautiful in your head, you become too afraid to acknowledge reality, and so you just choose to run away from the possibility of having the imagination coming true, just because you don't want to ruin what you have in your mind, because you know reality can't possibly beat imagination? I know it sounds so chiem, and insane (if at all understandable, that is), but it happens. I just had mine today, and I felt like a total idiot afterward. It doesn't feel good to have disappointed yourself, you know what i mean?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I mean, logic deduces that I should just go for it, but I didn't. I guess I'm just not very logical, sad to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It could have been, but it didn't. You may wish, and you may ponder, but reality exists, and sometimes it just doesn't coexist with your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Simply put, life is not a fairy tale. You have to be stronger than your imagination, because otherwise it can render you powerless and miserable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;'Do, or do not. There is no try.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-Yoda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1589109677683473054?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1589109677683473054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1589109677683473054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1589109677683473054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1589109677683473054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7551887686631282440</id><published>2009-10-29T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:27:27.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>microsoft 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: Joleen! I've just upgraded my microsoft office! *happy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: Haah? You mean you have only upgraded it today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: Yeah! YEY! *excited still*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: *surprised seeing me so excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;             I thought I was very outdated when I upgraded it last year, but apparently there is still you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: Haah? *still blur* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: I mean it's already 2009, and you have just upgraded your microsoft office to the one of 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: *ponder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;        Well, if you put it that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joleen: Put things into perspective huh? *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7551887686631282440?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7551887686631282440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7551887686631282440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7551887686631282440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7551887686631282440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/microsoft-2007.html' title='microsoft 2007.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1232638158418733329</id><published>2009-10-29T15:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:52:18.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design group outing - The Big Bang in the making.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;27.10.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;We were in Clark Quay, drinking Margarita and chilling out, when all of sudden, Chester talked about momentum of inertia and gyration, AND Carnot cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I still don't understand how I could have such a great time with them. I mean, DUDE! We were drinking! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I think I now understand what it is like to be Penny. The Big Bang Theory in the making! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But all in all, I really had FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Despite the fact that Chester kept wanting a design meeting after dinner -_-" and despite the fact that Shannon and Chester pangseh us for their beds. And despite the fact that Ruby made us walk ONE BIG ROUND just to eat Bak Kut Teh, which apparently was very near to his house, and got Rex and me blister in the process. And despite the fact that Li Ping was not there, and so I was the only girl in the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SulLZZxabQI/AAAAAAAAALI/sIs620w-P38/s1600-h/11055_168649636516_632036516_3275139_1865115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SulLZZxabQI/AAAAAAAAALI/sIs620w-P38/s400/11055_168649636516_632036516_3275139_1865115_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397928528167202050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;From front left: Rex, Shannon, Ruby, Chester, and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thanx, my nerdy group mates! :P I had real FUN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" &gt;P.S. I made the minute! How lame can I be? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1232638158418733329?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1232638158418733329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1232638158418733329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1232638158418733329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1232638158418733329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/design-group-outing-big-bang-in-making.html' title='Design group outing - The Big Bang in the making.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SulLZZxabQI/AAAAAAAAALI/sIs620w-P38/s72-c/11055_168649636516_632036516_3275139_1865115_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4335073771765772115</id><published>2009-10-26T17:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:55:55.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just the way it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me: I am not childish. Just because I'm short doesn't mean I'm a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mitch: You ARE childish. If I didn't know you, I'd think you were just a little girl. It's the way you talk, and the way you act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me: Hmm. Okaii, but it's just my action, right? I mean I may act like a kid, but I'm pretty matured for my age. Don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mitch: (ponder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;            You just seem to be very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me: Haah? What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mitch: Yeah,  for someone your age, you are very tired of everything, you know. I've never met anyone our age who is as tired of people as you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me: (ponder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        Yeah, I guess I am tired of people. I'm tired of the world, too, actually. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mitch: That's what I meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me: But no kid can be tired of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mitch: You're just a very tired five-year-old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-end of discussion-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;:C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4335073771765772115?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4335073771765772115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4335073771765772115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4335073771765772115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4335073771765772115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-just-way-it-is.html' title='it&apos;s just the way it is.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-3773614874535772438</id><published>2009-10-21T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:48:07.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*beautiful clip*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXu3WafBt6I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXu3WafBt6I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-3773614874535772438?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3773614874535772438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=3773614874535772438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3773614874535772438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3773614874535772438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-clip.html' title='*beautiful clip*'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-364921596105968338</id><published>2009-10-20T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:36:24.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You know what it feels like to worry about someone so much that you prefer to just continue living in denial and pretending that everything is alright? That every time your phone registers a miss call from him, you prefer to just ignore it, rather than to message him to ask whether he is alright, just because you're too scared to hear his answer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I have experienced it, and it is not a great feeling. At some points, I actually got scared of my phone, and I actually contemplated to throw it away, just so I can run away from the guilt. The fact is, I do care. I know it's not my responsibility to care, but the guilt just doesn't go away so easily. Have you ever ruined someone's life by the time you turn 22? Well, I have, and it sucks. I think retribution will catch up with me real fast, for what i did was really evil. I really wish him well. I hope he finds his soulmate, and be happy, because he really is a sweet guy, and he deserves to be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I keep trying to shoo him away from my mind by doing other things and keeping myself busy doing stupid stuff. But there are times when randomly he just popped out of nowhere (in my head, that is). I guess it's the memory. We had shared too many of them together. Relationship is a bummer, I tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The reason I write about this is I just got a miss call from him again, and I really don't know what to do. I figured if I write things down, I may be able to see it more clearly. It doesn't really help, though. I still will ignore it, until he calls again, or message me. Surely if it's urgent or important enough, he will call me. Right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know I'm a free thinker, so I have no right to actually pray for anything, but I really wish I can believe and have faith. And I wish God really cares, and that my wishes can come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If wishes do come true, I want to wish for his tremendous happiness, and for him to forget his past, including me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I were less sceptical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-364921596105968338?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/364921596105968338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=364921596105968338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/364921596105968338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/364921596105968338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-bitch.html' title='i am a bitch.'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6706974653089359567</id><published>2009-04-28T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:13:00.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am sorry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I am sorry I have loved you. I am sorry you have loved me back. I am sorry it has to end this way. I am sorry things don't work out. I am sorry we have to be so different. I am sorry life has to be this hard. I am sorry for the pain we have to experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But of all things that I am sorry for, I am most sorry to tell you that love is sometimes not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It has been two years and two months. We have created beautiful memories of our happiness and sadness that we went through together and I am truly grateful for all that. I would be lying if I tell you I don't love you anymore. I do, probably more than you do to me. I have spent a lot of nights crying alone, worrying about our relationship, about you, about us, and I have found no better solutions than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I hope you can understand this one day, and forgive me. It's a long way to go, I realize, but I still hope you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You are a great man with a lot of love, even though that doesn't show sometimes. You will find a better girl who is beautiful, refined, and not stubborn, who has the same principals as you do. I know she will love you so much, and vice versa. I know you will lead a happy life, where ever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Take care, and be happy. Have a great life ahead of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Good bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6706974653089359567?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6706974653089359567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6706974653089359567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6706974653089359567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6706974653089359567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-sorry.html' title='i am sorry..'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-637066948764205456</id><published>2009-04-05T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:14:37.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like OMG who does he think he is?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;This evening, I received a message in my inbox from my cousin's ex-boyfriend. His name is Richard, and he was kinda nice, and we all (read: the whole family) kinda liked him. But one day, when my cousin told him that she didn't like the way he behaved when he was around his platonic good friends (read: too close to them), he decided to leave my cousin. The story ended, and for a few months until this evening, I have never thought about this sad story anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So, when I received this message, I was so surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Mel,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pa kabare? Hmm.. I just get so confused about me and Lili.. I don't know what's on her mind about me.. I know that she could have a million reason to hate me and to be mad at me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I've tried to be her best friend, like we did and we had in the first place.. However, it seems that she won't do that.. She keep on telling me that "Lili butuh waktu untuk bisa temenan lagi.." ato "Saat ini Li gak bisa temenan ma koko..".. I really sad that it ended up like this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hmmm... Maaf yah Mell tiba2 gue email beginian.. Just don't know who I should talk about this. I really love her, maybe not as my partner, but as my best friend (sister).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Anyway, maaf dah keep on talking and talking.. hehehe.. how are you? kapan lulus? kalo gue lagi maen2 ke sing, temenin yah.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I mean, what the hell?! It is of no surprise at all that I am on my cousin's side right? Like, OMG! Who in the world you think you are?! Ok, it's not that bad lha actually. I have no hard feelings towards him. I just find it hard to believe, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So, I replied him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hallo chard!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;hmm, regarding lili, g ga bs ngomong byk si chard..soalnya, no offense, tp mnurut g, lo yg salah. g tau byk org yg don't mind klo pasangannya punya byk platonic relationship, tp lili pduli. and for all i know, you chose your friendship, which, although proves that you're a noble man, shows just how much (read: little) you loved her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;g yakin lo jg tau klo lili itu slalu brusaha tampil kuat. dia tuuh ga suka kliatan lmah, padahal dia maah rapuh bgt! and i think you did break her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;dan klo masalah dia msi ga bs tmenan ama lo, yaah wajar lha chard! give her some time to sort things out. and please don't take this the wrong way, but i do hope you think about her feelings(read : stop being so self absorbed) lo mgkn uda ga ada prasaan sayank k dia ky pacar, tp dia uda lupain lo blom? you lose a friend, she lose a boyfriend. slain itu, the fact klo lo lbi mili tmen lo drpd dia pasti msi sakit dunk chard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;well i guess that's all. don't take this the wrong way yaah! g ga punya hard feelings whatsoever k lo koq. cm mengutarakan pndapat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;btw, klo datnk k sini blg aja :D i'll be your guide!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;jiao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;OK, i know it sounds harsh, but in my defense, i put a smiley at the end of the letter! And again, who does he think he is?! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-637066948764205456?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/637066948764205456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=637066948764205456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/637066948764205456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/637066948764205456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-omg-who-does-he-think-he-is.html' title='like OMG who does he think he is?!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4616536265183242149</id><published>2009-04-04T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:40:49.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JD and Bobby and the BITCH and the COWARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't really have so much time right now, so I'm just gonna put what I wrote to Mitch the other day  here. This pretty much says everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just now, the bitch told me that it is not nice that we make faces every time we meet each other just because of the puppies. So I said, “ Ok, fine. Do you know why your puppies keep crying? (day and night. I tell you!) it’s because you confine them in a cage (not that big) and if you just do a LITTLE research, you would’ve known that. But you don’t, do you?” and she told me, she does a research, and that it is part of the training (always the same excuse!), and that they just want attention because they want to play. I mean who doesn’t know that dogs need affection?! BITCH! So I told her, I have a dog, and I have extended families who have dogs, and I have a lot of my friends who have dogs, but I’ve never seen any dogs who whimper all the time like this one. I wanted to tell her that she has failed and that she doesn’t deserve a dog, but I didn’t. Instead, I said, “your call!” and then I walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;That bitch! I can bet with you for $50 that it is her cowardly husband who tells her to ask me to cool down about things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;OMG! Bitch and Coward, they’re so meant for each other!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4616536265183242149?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4616536265183242149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4616536265183242149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4616536265183242149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4616536265183242149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/04/jd-and-bobby-and-bitch-and-coward.html' title='JD and Bobby and the BITCH and the COWARD'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2128875308113925999</id><published>2009-03-30T16:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:02:11.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JD and Bobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The story begins with happiness and laughter, like all miserably sad stories do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;There was an apartment in Depot Road, where 5 people lived happily. There were owners (husband and wife) and 3 tenants, Alga, Melissa, and Mirna. One fine day, the owners, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and her husband (let's just call him Coward since he liked to hide behind his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;wife's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; back), took 2 cute little puppies home. Although they were only 1 month old when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; took them away from their mom, but she seemed to love them like they are her precious little pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ts. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;o, really, the story started off very happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The twist of the story, however, was not very far off from the start. After only 4 days of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; and her husband have decided that they wanted to give the puppies tough love. They started to ignore, yell, kick, hit, and punish the puppies when they did something wrong. They allowed the puppies to get out of their cage only when they wanted to show the puppies off to their friends. The three tenants wanted to tell them that the puppies did not even work at circus, but they couldn't. The puppies weren't theirs. They felt very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;helpless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; they heard the dogs crying out of pain, but there was nothing they could do for the puppies weren't theirs. So, they closed the doors to their rooms, hoping the puppies wouldn't suffer so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;One day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; told Mirna, who was madly in love with JD and Bobby, not to play with JD. Apparently, JD was put inside a box not much bigger than himself as a punishment because he couldn't pee at the correct spot. Mirna knew it was ridiculous. How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; in the world don't they know that puppies have a lot of difficulty to control their bladders, just like babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; do? But, she also knew she didn't have any right to say anything because JD and Bobby weren't hers. Feeling helpless, she just nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;After the owners had left, Mirna went to check on the puppies. She saw how sad JD and Bobby was. They tried to p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;lay with each other, but they couldn't, because JD was inside the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; while Bobby was outside. So, they did what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; do when they feel helpless - they cried. She couldn't help it. She took JD out, gave him water (the owners didn't even give him water in the box!) and played with both of them. Unfortunately, she didn't realise Coward had come back and saw her doing this. By the time she realised, he was watching her playing with the puppies. She thought if he didn't come over to scold her, there surely was nothing wrong, right? WRONG! By the time the puppies went to sleep, Mirna went to her room and she saw a message from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" &gt;Mirana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;, don't give the puppies anymore treats until I come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;She didn't reply because she thought it was a normal message. But, 5 minutes later she received a call from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" &gt;Mirana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;. Don't give anymore treats to the puppies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" &gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;! I told you just now to leave JD alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I know. But he looked so sad, and Bobby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" &gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; to play with him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yes, I know. But we're trying to train him here. I know it's easy for you because you just want to play with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;puppies. But it is very hard for us who want to train them. I hope you understand. My husband was very furious when he saw you playing with JD just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I understand. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But Mirna didn't understand and she wasn't so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;rry. She wanted to say that JD had been in the box for 1 whol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;e hour, which means 7 hours for dogs. That puppies that age still couldn't control their bladders. She wanted to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; that dog's memories were generally of very short span, so JD wouldn't even know what mistake he had made.  That her name was Mirna, not Mirana. And she wanted to ask her why her husband was being such a coward for hiding behind his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" &gt;wife's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; back instead of confronting her straight when he saw her. But most of all, she wanted to ask Yamuna whether she would punish her own baby if the baby couldn't pee in the toilet by the time she reached 7 months old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But she knew it wasn't her place. So she kept qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;iet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" &gt;Yamuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; (as usual, Coward was being cowardly) came into Mirna's room and implied that she didn't want Mirna to interfere with the way they were training the puppies. So, Alga and Melissa advised Mirna not to play with the puppies anymore. Brokenhearted, Mirna realised that was probably the most sensible thing to do. And so she did. Anyway she couldn't bear to play with only one puppy while the other one was trapped in a little box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Life went on as usual. They went to work, watched TV series, surfed the net, read books, etc etc. But something had changed. After that incident, there were no more polite conversat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ions be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;tween the tenants and apartment's owners. There was no smile, no exchanged looks, no nothing. JD and Bobby had shown the true color of the owners, and it was not pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Mirna loathed Coward and Yamuna so much that she couldn't wait to tell them off. She kept playing this conversation in her mind : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Y : Mirana, I don't see you play with JD and Bobby anymore. What's wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;M : (look at her with disgust) I have n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;o right to play with them because I can't even protect them from people like you. (leave the scene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;or this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Y : Mirana, can you help me bring the dogs for walk? The dogs are too strong for me to handle alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;M : (look with disgust) I don't want to be in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;cluded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;in your torture of dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;(leave the scene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But of course, the Bitch didn't. It was either she was too scared, or she simply didn't care. It didn't matter though. She could feel the hatred all the tenants felt towards her, and it was good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;One fine day, Mirna checked on SPCA website that people were able to report animal abuse if they saw one. So, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ith the help from Alga and Melissa, she took pictures of the state of the cage where the puppies live in. She took picture of the cane t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;he owner used to hit the puppies. If it was possible, she wanted to take picture of the plastic rope that owner had been using to bring the puppies for a walk. But she relised it was useless, because it was a very common object, and hence Bitch and the Son of a Bitch (SB) might be able to deny the accusation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And she reported it. She knew she would be in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;trouble if SPCA accidentaly disclosed her identity as the witness, but she didn't care. She couldn't ignore the squeeking and crying any longer. So the inspector came unannounced one day and tried to talk to the owners about it. SB just sat there, smiling, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;hile the Bitch tried to explain why she had done such a thing. On the second visit, the inspector realised that JD and Bobby were already emotionally scarred by the owner's cruelty. Hence, JD and Bobby were taken by SPCA, and the owners were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; fined $2,000 by AVA. The owner suspected Mirna to be the one who had complained, but they were in need of money, so they couldn't tell her to leave just yet! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mirna wanted to tell them :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;SUCK IT UP YOU EVIL BITCH AND SON OF A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! IN YOUR FACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;but she just smiled and laughed and partied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;One month later, Mirna received a call from SPCA telling her that JD and Bobby had been adopted by a very loving family who owned a big house with garden, so that JD and Bobby could run around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;See how wonderful life is for good people? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;P.S. it IS true that all dogs go to heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SdCjraA86jI/AAAAAAAAAKg/r-WLPRbulnM/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SdCjraA86jI/AAAAAAAAAKg/r-WLPRbulnM/s400/Image049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318931126037572146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;see how beautiful they are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2128875308113925999?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2128875308113925999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2128875308113925999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2128875308113925999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2128875308113925999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/jd-and-bobby.html' title='JD and Bobby'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SdCjraA86jI/AAAAAAAAAKg/r-WLPRbulnM/s72-c/Image049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6235525161821944765</id><published>2009-03-10T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:16:56.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate midterm tests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Today is the second last paper for my midterm tests. I must say that the tests haven't been that easy. In fact, I think I might have failed half the papers I've done :C I know! Pathetic yes? *BLEAH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, the test today is one that we do online on our own. So basically we are given three days to do it. We can do it anytime within these three days. There are several sets of papers, so it is quite impossible to get the same set as our friends. I don't know why, but it seems that I am very unlucky whenever I do this kind of test. I always manage to get myself the most difficult set of paper ever! Like today, even Mitch could only get the answer to my question once my time limit is finished :C So that's one question wrong. Plus, I'm not very sure about my number 1 because my answer was not there. Hence, I chose 'none of the above'. I really hate this kind of choice! Why can't they just let us get our real answer there?! BLODDY HELL! :C And I can't believe why those smartypants (read : Mitch, Inky, Inky's friends) always get the easy questions! :C It's so not fair! *BLEAH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Well, on a happier mood, I've found Lassie. The owner has put him in the porch again :D Poor dog, he looks so sad! I really wish I can walk him, so he can get a bit exercise. Hmm, at least I can visit him now and then :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I still have to study for my accounting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I wish myself luck!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6235525161821944765?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6235525161821944765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6235525161821944765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6235525161821944765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6235525161821944765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-midterm-tests.html' title='I hate midterm tests!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6972309790340025373</id><published>2009-03-07T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:28:08.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the evil in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;There is this one episode in Criminal Minds whereby a lot of kids are murdered in the woods. After a thorough investigation, it is found that the murderer is a boy of the same age as all the victims. When he is asked why he hurt all those kids, he simply stares at the detective and answered, "Because I want to.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Speaking of pure evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I watched this episode, I was reminded of the incident of Mary Bell, who killed a toddler when she was only 6 years old. What has the world become? *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;On a very different tone, I was extremely sad last week. It was not just because of the exam blues, but also the fact that I can not see my pet, Lassie anymore. You see, there was this dog behind Mitch's hall. It was a labrador retriever and it was so beautiful! I love him the first time I laid my eyes on him, but of course he belonged to someone inside the house he lived in :C Well, anyway, so Mitch and I visited him every now and then. We gave him bones and ice cubes (apparently dogs LOVE ice cubes!). We even planned to buy dog food for him! But once we reached there after buying the food, he was not there anymore. I think the owner saw us and hence decided to keep him inside :C You know what's worse? He was already very close to us that whenever we walked pass his house, he would come to the gate just so we could stroke him. Mitch and I have even given him a name, Lassie! I am now worried about him because he looked very ignored and unloved. I've never seen anyone walked him before, which is very bad especially for Labrador Retriever because they do need exercise! :C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;BOO!! Life's really not fair! :C I'm sure I can be a better owner for Lassie, but I really can't do anything for him now :C Some people should really just be forbidden to keep pets, I tell you! If they can't spare their time for their pet, then why bother keeping one? I really can't see the logic! *BLEAH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6972309790340025373?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6972309790340025373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6972309790340025373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6972309790340025373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6972309790340025373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-evil-in-world.html' title='all the evil in the world'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-93074000348752498</id><published>2009-01-27T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:41:17.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST FOR TODAY</title><content type='html'>I found this on one note in facebook. I find it very good, and hence here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just for today I will be happy. This assumes that what Abraham Lincoln said is true, that “most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.” Happiness is from within; it is not a matter of external.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Just for today I will try to adjust myself to what is, and not try to adjust everything to my own desires. I will take my family, my studies, and my luck as they come and fit myself to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Just for today I will take care of my body. I will exercise it, care for it, nourish it, not abuse it nor neglect it, so that it will be a perfect machine for my bidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Just for today I will try to strengthen my mind. I will learn something useful. I will not be a mental loafer. I will read something that requires effort, thought and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Just for today I will exercise my soul in 2 ways; I will do somebody a good turn and not get found out. I will do at least 2 things I don’t want to do, just for exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Just for today I will be agreeable. I will look as well as I can, dress as becomingly as possible, talk low, act courteously, be liberal with praise, criticize not at all, nor find fault with anything and not try to regulate or improve anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Just for today I will try to live through this day only, not to tackle my whole life problem at once. I can do things in 12 hours that would appall me if I had to keep them up for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Just for today I will have a program. I will write down what I expect to do every hour. I may not follow it exactly, but I will have it. It will eliminate two pests, hurrying and indecision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Just for today I will have a quiet half-hour all by myself and relax. In this half-hour sometimes I will think of God, so as to get a little more perspective into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Just for today I will be unafraid, especially I will not be afraid to be happy, to enjoy what is beautiful, to love, and to believe that those I love, love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-93074000348752498?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/93074000348752498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=93074000348752498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/93074000348752498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/93074000348752498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-for-today.html' title='JUST FOR TODAY'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1336724706956356243</id><published>2009-01-25T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:36:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASTIC!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Financial Crisis, as Explained to My Fourteen-Year-Old Sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Kevin Nguyen on October 1, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economist Kevin Nguyen explains the country’s economic woes to his younger sister, using Pokémon as an analogy. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an actual conversation I had with my younger sister, Olivia. She likes to draw, play World of Warcraft, and now, she’s the only fourteen-year-old girl who understands the U.S. economic crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Have you been following the news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Yeah, I don’t really get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Imagine that I let you borrow $50, but in exchange for my generosity, you promise to pay me back the $50 with an extra $10 in interest. To make sure you pay me back, I take your Charizard Pokémon card as collateral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Kevin, I don’t play Pokémon anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: I’m getting to that. Let’s say that the Charizard is worth $50, so in case you decide to not return my money, at least I’ll have something that’s worth what I loaned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: But one day, people realize that Pokémon is stupid and everyone decides that the cards are overvalued. That’s right—everybody turned twelve on the same day! Now your Charizard is only worth, say, $25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: At the same time, you’re having trouble paying back the $60 you owe me. So what would you rather do: try and pay me back the $60 or just default and give me your $25 Charizard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: I’d give you the Charizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Exactly. Who wouldn’t? Now, the bank—I mean me—has lost $25 when I expected to make $10. What’s the lesson here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Pokémon is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: True, but keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: That Pokémon cards might be worth less later than they are now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Close. You just can’t rely on them appreciating in value forever. There’s one other good lesson in this analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: That you shouldn’t lend me money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: A-ha, exactly right! You’re fourteen and have no source of income. What would convince me to lend you money if I’m not sure you can pay it back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Because you could’ve taken my $50 Charizard. So you could have either made $10 or gotten something worth what you gave me. If people didn’t realize Pokémon was dumb, then there was no way for you to lose anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Now, instead of a loan of $50, imagine that it’s hundreds of thousands of dollars; then instead of a Pokémon card, it’s your house. The U.S.’s prosperity was built on the idea that real estate/Pokémon would never go down. Multiply this wishful thinking by thousands of people in America and you can see the scale of our problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you couldn’t pay me back, I can’t pay my bills and I can’t loan out any more money. Our country is dependent on the ability to borrow money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: That doesn’t make any sense. If I borrow money from you, I’m going to spend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Well, the idea is that you’ll spend it in a way that will make you more money in the future—like college or starting a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Oh, okay. I have a question for you: did you use the Pokémon example because you think I’m a nerd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: I just wanted to make it easy for you to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Fine. But stop telling people I play World of Warcraft. I’m totally over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Don’t worry, Olivia. I used to be into way nerdier things. Have you heard of Magic: The Gathering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: What the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1843051&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=56682916398&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=56682916398&amp;amp;id=530870954"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1581/48/41/530870954/n530870954_1843051_6871.jpg" alt="" class="" onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/22632915-1336724706956356243?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1336724706956356243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1336724706956356243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1336724706956356243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1336724706956356243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/fantastic-d.html' title='FANTASTIC!! :D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7516873991503630088</id><published>2008-11-21T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:19:10.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe ~ Neil Gaiman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and Marilyn Monroe and the Beatles and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen–I believe that people are perfectible, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones who look like wrinkledy lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.  I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass.  I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline of good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.  I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative.  I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste. I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like the Martians in War of The Worlds.  I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman. I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumblebee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.  I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.  I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies too. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.  I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-American Gods by Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7516873991503630088?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7516873991503630088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7516873991503630088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7516873991503630088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7516873991503630088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-believe-neil-gaiman.html' title='i believe ~ Neil Gaiman'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7079414331727932007</id><published>2008-11-19T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:52:27.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love with laskar pelangi :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;" menarilah dan terus tertawa&lt;br /&gt;walau dunia tak seindah surga&lt;br /&gt;bersyukurlah pada Yang Kuasa&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita di dunia&lt;br /&gt;selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinta kepada hidup&lt;br /&gt;memberikan senyuman abadi&lt;br /&gt;walau hidup kadang tak adil&lt;br /&gt;tapi cinta lengkapi kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laskar pelangi&lt;br /&gt;takkan terikat waktu&lt;br /&gt;jangan berhenti mewarnai&lt;br /&gt;jutaan mimpi di bumi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Nidji rocks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwlKSKdsLG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwlKSKdsLG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/22632915-7079414331727932007?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7079414331727932007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7079414331727932007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7079414331727932007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7079414331727932007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-love-with-laskar-pelangi-d.html' title='in love with laskar pelangi :D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-3755213892930207217</id><published>2008-11-18T17:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:20:04.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid embassy! *ROAR*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;The Embassy of Indonesia is really too much. Which embassy in the world doesn't allow you to go in when you're wearing shorts? Let me tell you something, mister. Shorts are IN now! Wearing shorts doesn't mean people don't appreciate you. On contrary, it shows you that we, Indonesians, are fashionably presentable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; you want to tell me that Indonesia is an Islamic country and hence, no minimum clothing is allowed, let me tell you some stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Indonesia is a democratic country. We have &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;(FIVE I TELL YOU, FIVE!!!) religions. Hence, it is in no way an Islamic country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Even &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; we're under the assumption that Indonesia &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; an Islamic country because more than half of the population is, then why do you allow those women in their very very short skirts to go in? Isn't it worse than shorts? It's either you're blind or brainless. In both case, it's such a disgrace for Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Let me tell you what embassy really means. Embassy is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;an organization or group of officials who permanently represent a sovereign state in a second sovereign state or with respect to an international organization such as the United Nations. (source: Wiktionary)When a person faces a difficulty in another country, the embassy of the country of his nationality is obliged to help. Can you imagine how stupid this conversation will go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person (P): Help! I lose my luggage. My clothes,passport and money was inside. I can't even change because I really don't have anything left on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard of embassy (G) : Yes of course we'll help you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;P : Ooh thank you. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;G : But you can't go in when you're wearing shorts. So can you wear this sarong please? It costs only 1 dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P : But I don't have anymore money left on me. I've told you that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G : I'm sorry, but a rule is a rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is indeed damn stupid! Unbelievably so, actually! What can possibly be the reason of prohibiting anyone with their CLOTHES ON to go inside an embassy? After all, this Indonesian embassy is supposed to be a second home for an Indonesian like me! and, it's not as if i was NAKED! you BRAINLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went all the way to the embassy by TAXI (why in the world is that place so ulu anyway?!) and I was told to "rent" a sarong so that i can go in. OK fine. So it's only 1 buck. So what?! I don't care about the money, but it is against my principle. Why do I have to pay to get into my very own country's embassy? That's utterly ridiculous! The idea is so absurd! Why can't we wear anything that we want? Isn't Indonesia a democratic country? HAH DEMOCRATIC MY FOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The asshole still told me to give a call to my friend so my friend could help me. Are you an idiot or what? Why would I trouble my friends in far-away land to help me to go inside my own embassy? The idea would be idiotically funny if I wasn't pissed off enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there was this beautiful young lady who offered me help. She also wanted to take her passport so she asked me whether I needed help. She was so nice. I think she finds it rather amusing that I don't want to pay the 1 dollar, but I don't care. I stick to my principal. I don't want to be unfairly treated, so go to hell you asswipe! You'll never get my 1 dollar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine if everyday there are 50 people who don't know about this stupid rule and come wearing shorts? Within 1 month, the embassy will earn $1500! Easy money!! Hmph, I think that's precisely the reason of why they "rent" the sarong for $1. They can just lend it to us, but no, they have to earn money for the stupid rule that they make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSHOLES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-3755213892930207217?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3755213892930207217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=3755213892930207217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3755213892930207217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/3755213892930207217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-embassy-roar.html' title='stupid embassy! *ROAR*'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-1717007243193221754</id><published>2008-11-08T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:01:52.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOVE this song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTlL2_7zpWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTlL2_7zpWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-1717007243193221754?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1717007243193221754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=1717007243193221754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1717007243193221754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/1717007243193221754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-this-song.html' title='i LOVE this song!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-8423063144859256925</id><published>2008-10-29T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:49:32.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend at home :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It's been more or less 6 years since the last time my beautiful big family gathered around. And this time round, although i was there for only 5 days, we gathered 3 times. I am so glad I made it home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved the family gathering. When i was a kid, I would long for evening to come because it was time when everyone would be home. We would eat together, watch sinetron, play congklak or catur jawa. I've always loved crowd. I think that's why i like NYGBS so much. It gave me a faint scent of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this time round, my uncle from China came. So did my aunt from Japan. My uncle from Singapore brought all of his family with him. My big fat family was finally complete! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, we talked, we told stories, we shared, we laughed, we told jokes. It may sound pretty normal, but it really is in any way possible, special for me. I'd waited for so long for this reunion that I didn't believe it could ever happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any of you would get it. But, the truth is, when you grow up in a big family, you tend to have stronger feelings for your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy that I don't think I can ever do any justice to the memory by simply writing it down. Let the memory stays here in my heart instead. I won't try to write the experience down for it would not ever be as beautiful as what I really experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you family :D it's been great. I had hoped it would last forever, but nothing does anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Congratulation for koko Han and Enso Gitta! The wedding was awesome! Lov'n it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I'm waiting for the birth of my niece / nephew (Ko A hau's child) I'm super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May love will always be around! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-8423063144859256925?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8423063144859256925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=8423063144859256925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8423063144859256925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/8423063144859256925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-at-home-d.html' title='weekend at home :D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7583479302589626181</id><published>2008-10-20T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:12:40.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few quotes i found :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;vicky cristina barcelona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000849/"&gt;Juan Antonio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;: Maria Elena used to say that only unfulfilled love can be romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sex and the city: the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000572/"&gt;Carrie Bradshaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;: Some love stories aren't epic novels, some are short stories. But, that doesn't make them any less filled with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000326/"&gt;Samantha Jones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;: I'm gonna say the one thing you aren't supposed to say. I love you…but I love me more. I’ve been in a relationship with myself for 49 years and that’s the one I need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;good omens, by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;american Gods, by Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;No man, proclaimed Donne, is an island, and he was wrong. If we were not islands, we would be lost, drowned in each other's tragedies. We are insulated (a word that means, literally, remember, made into an island) from the tragedy of others, by our island nature, and by the repetitive shape and form of the stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- Mr. Ibis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As unoriginal as any other tale, as unique as any other life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- Mr. Ibis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock the guys on death row. Maybe they knew something you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       - Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You got to understand the god thing. It's not magic. It's about being you, but the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;that people believe in. It's about being the concentrated, magnified, essence of you. It's about becoming a thunder, or the power of a running horse, or wisdom. You take all the belief and become bigger, cooler, more than human. You crystallize. And then one day they forget about you, and they don't believe in you, and they don't sacrifice, and they don't care, and the next thing you know you're running a three-card monte game on the corner of Broadway and Forty-third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            - Low Key Lyesmith aka Loki Lie-Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you-even perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage thrives, prospers, and triumphs, over all opposition. Religions are places to stand and look and act, vantage points from which to view the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;People believe. It's what people do. They believe. And then they will not take responsibility for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjurations. People populate the darkness; with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine, and people believe: and it is that belief, that rock-solid belief, that makes things happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       - Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I think I would rather be a man than a god. We don't need anyone to believe in us. We just keep going anyhow. It's what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       - Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ps. Isn't this all so true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7583479302589626181?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7583479302589626181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7583479302589626181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7583479302589626181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7583479302589626181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-quotes-i-found-d.html' title='a few quotes i found :D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2976213670179434315</id><published>2008-10-06T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:40:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vicky christina barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I went to see this movie yesterday in vivo city with mitch and it was so beautiful! And yeah i know we were supposed to be studying, but heii people doo need rest okai! =X And anyway this movie was really worth the time. It was great and it really was beautiful! The movie makes me want to go Barcelona and to just stay there for the rest of my life. And i'm still stucked here in Singapore. BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, Mitch was very funny yesterday. She was very panicked when we were about to pay our Big Gulp in seven eleven. She went like " OMG where the hell is my wallet?!" She kept looking for a few more seconds before I told her that she was already holding it on her hand. *haha* Yeah she is THAT blur! Sometimes she just amazes me. *love you mitch :D *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And today is just a bad day :C I couldn't sleep last night so I feel very agitated. I've got to finish studying by tonight so I can take the stupid online test! And I still have to practise for my stupid modelling lab!! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;BOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wish me luck people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2976213670179434315?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2976213670179434315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2976213670179434315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2976213670179434315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2976213670179434315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/vicky-christina-barcelona.html' title='vicky christina barcelona'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2154939805198252314</id><published>2008-10-04T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:39:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my detox :C</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today is the second day of my detox plan. I don't really know why but it seems to me that this time, it is very hard for me to finish the detox plan! BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I keep imagining all the sinfully delicious food in the world. And apparently there is a LOT of it! McSpicy, Fillet-o-fish, Ikea meatball (OOH I DO MISS THOSE BALLS!!), chicken wings, mini-wok noodle, cheese cake, Ruffles, Lays, etc, etc. OMG just by thinking of all that makes my mouth watery! This is bad dude! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I really don't understand how those anorexic girls can survive without eating. That's like neglecting heaven on earth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And Mitch (you evil creature!!) is not very helpful too! She ate popcorn chicken in front of me yesterday and kept telling me to eat it! BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I MISS EATING!! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE at 10.27 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've failed my detox plan :C Apparently I can't resist steak and my darling boyfriend has to choose today (*GROWL* to boyfriend) to give me an expensive dinner treat! But the steak was wonderful. It was so tender and the juice just oozed down my mouth when I chewed it. I LOVE STEAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well at least I managed one and three quarter days. Right? :D (still live in denial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here are the pictures of the food we enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253307866042691906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOd_q8M9cUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wc4JpUKVcbU/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253307867765256082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOd_rCnpr5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bi9QOvJ7t7I/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253307871485590626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOd_rQepfGI/AAAAAAAAAII/cg8mlaQs9Kc/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ooh now i'm hungry AGAIN!! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2154939805198252314?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2154939805198252314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2154939805198252314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2154939805198252314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2154939805198252314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-detox-c.html' title='my detox :C'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOd_q8M9cUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wc4JpUKVcbU/s72-c/Image052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6171832213570740335</id><published>2008-10-03T21:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:00:07.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm lovin the F1! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This morning, when I went to school, as usual I took bus number 175. The unusual part is that the inside part of the bus looked so AWESOME!!Apparently, to celebrate F1, the interior design of the bus was changed. And now it looked so beautiful! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here are some of the pictures I took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252922255973613570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYg9ewNAAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4KPW862i13Q/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252922267374595346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYg-JOaLRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/J2hB-9wKabk/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252922262336208610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYg92dKfuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Rg7iVtvws88/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252922258905753906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYg9prR6TI/AAAAAAAAAG4/FWEcTHC5lwg/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252922254879002578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYg9arOj9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/l0hSRhDhkJ4/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252923374192673298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYh-kcZwhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Voe4zFaEluA/s320/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252923374039345458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYh-j32KTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/e0lw4TVys2g/s320/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And Bread Talk too, is playing its part on celebrating F1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252924317695213106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYi1fQ7_jI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HUvFdThXibE/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252924321947262114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYi1vGtHKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZBMRYgMrmrc/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOVIN IT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ooh and here's a picture of alga. She looked rather amusing, so people please be nice yeah? :D i love you alga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926901817466210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYlL53sXWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wkAInzUCjZ0/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6171832213570740335?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6171832213570740335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6171832213570740335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6171832213570740335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6171832213570740335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-lovin-f1-d.html' title='i&apos;m lovin the F1! :D'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SOYg9ewNAAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4KPW862i13Q/s72-c/Image045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-4441397835511050974</id><published>2008-10-02T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:43:02.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful night at a not-so-wonderful restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was Saturday night and we all went to Clark Quay to get drunk! The night was great although Debie and her friend, Stanley, were late for almost 2 hours (*GROWL* to debbie!)We went to this shitty restaurant because the rest of the restaurants were full-house. It was called Marrakesh and the service was disgustingly poor and the food was not even that great! I fell so cheated! Cheat my money! BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So we ordered mix grilled platter and drinks. Guess what? Even the drinks didn't come after 40 minutes of waiting! What the hell?! Being a very patient and good customers that we were, we tried to ask them about it. The waiters, however, pretended that we didn't exist and just moved around even though we had waved around. And when one of the waitresses actually acknowledged that we were there, she gave us attitude problem and said "Haah?! You haven't received your order?!" with her ci bai face. Heii hellow woman! We're the customers here okaii?! Be nicer, won't you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The drinks came after 50 minutes of waiting. And nope. Not even a word of sorry from that rude waitress. After one hour of waiting for our food, we were pissed off enough to actually call the boss and complain to him (in a very polite tone, of course) Apparently they forgot about the food order! Like WHAT THE HELL?! Plus, the food was not that good! Cheat my time and my money! Bloddy hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After we paid for the food, we were waiting for the change. The change was actually only 15cents, but Debbie wanted the receipt, so we waited there for almost 15minutes. We finally asked one of the waiters about it and apparently one of the waiters threw it away because he ASSUMED that we wouldn't want the change since it was only 15cents. I really don't think any restaurants should just assume that the customers don't want the change just because it is of small amount. It is so unprofessional of them! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well anyway, we went there for drinks and a bit of food. I ordered SLIPPERY NIPPLE! haha. Yeah i know! It sounds so obscene, doesn't it? So now you guys know why I ordered it in the first place. Well, apparently it is a shot. So it came in this very small glass, and straight away when it reached my table, I felt so cheated. I paid $12 to get a tiny glass of alcohol! However, when I've finished the drink, I didn't feel so cheated anymore. It was quite strong and the after-taste is great!!And because I ordered such a small glass, all my friends pitied me and hence allowed me to drink their drinks! :D So, I drank strawberry margarita, long island ice tea, lychee martini, and absolute stress (or such, I really forget what it's called) Anywho,I LOVE long island ice tea!! *cheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm not very sure why I attracted a lot of old guys, but that night I managed to attract an uncle sitting next to me. I was a bit scared, but I guessed I've gotten used to it. A lot of old uncles have liked me before. Some of them still had the nerve to try to talk to me and ask me out! Some asked me to go back with them to their hotel rooms. I'm guessing they are all paedophiles? Or do I look like a call girl? OMG I hope not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Finally, because we were still hungry, we went to McD. I'm thinking the food there is more satisfying than that of the irritating over-charged restaurant! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Special thanx to Je who tried to pull my dress up so as to prevent the old pervie to have a peek at my boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And thanx to all of you! Debbie ku sayank, Alga my ex ex calon roomie, Tante, Tasya, and Stanley! I had a great night! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We should do that more often! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;P.S. deb, i miss you! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-4441397835511050974?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4441397835511050974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=4441397835511050974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4441397835511050974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/4441397835511050974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-night-at-not-so-wonderful.html' title='wonderful night at a not-so-wonderful restaurant'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7582408843422197981</id><published>2008-09-27T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:59:54.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he is so weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was on the way home from vivo city, where i had dinner with my boyfriend. When I was in the bus, there was this ang moh guy asking me whether the bus could go to Ikea. Being a polite woman that I am, I told him that he had to change bus at Depot Rd. He said thank you and I continued reading my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And you know what happened next? He COULD NOT stop talking! I mean OH MY GOD he talked so much! He asked about the book I was reading. He talked to me about himself (I KNOW! who cares right?)I know I sound so evil but I just think it is unnecessary to make small talk in the bus. It's not as if we're going to meet again right? Ooh WOW i think i'm so anti social. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOrse still, when he found out I was from NUS, he was very excited!(apparently he, too, is from NUS) Chill man, chill! And apparently he lives very near to my place! I hope I won't ever see him anymore. I'm just too lazy to make small talk with new people. I know most people like to get to know more people, but i'm not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;When he asked me for my MSN, I hesitantly gave it to him. It can't be that bad right? I mean rather than i give him the wrong one and one day we meet again and he ask me about it. Imagine how embarrassing that is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ooh well, I guess it's not his fault for being too friendly. I think it's my fault for being extremely anti social =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7582408843422197981?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7582408843422197981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7582408843422197981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7582408843422197981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7582408843422197981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-is-so-weird.html' title='he is so weird'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2801491129405677435</id><published>2008-09-26T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:28:46.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's soo sweet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I went to visit my friend's mom yesterday. She came to singapore to do check-up, only to find out that there was a tumor on her nerves. The doctor suggested surgery but she was so scared because apparently if there was even a slight mistake done, she might not be able to walk anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Meanwhile, her husband was always by her side. He was being very supportive, strong, and loving. When she wanted to puke, her husband was very busy tring to find a vomit bag. When she said she was having a headache, he persuaded her to take some panadols. Seeing her very gloomy, he talked to her sweetly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;When there was something wrong with her and the nurse had to check her, the nurse asked all of us to leave but my friend's mom was very scared. She begged the nurse to let her husband stay. The nurse said no, but her husband insisted to stay. So both of them was scoulded by the nurse, but heck, he was with her during the check-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't you find this very sweet? They are both old but the one person that she finds very comforting is none other than her husband. Not her children, but her husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It is definitely not a fairy tale whereby they all live happily ever after. But i'm thinking in this kind of crazy world, this is the closest it can get to fairy tale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-2801491129405677435?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2801491129405677435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=2801491129405677435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2801491129405677435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/2801491129405677435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-soo-sweet.html' title='it&apos;s soo sweet!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6698549182045003545</id><published>2008-09-22T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:31:44.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh well..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i went to JB with my boyfriend and on the way back home when we were about to leave the singapore custom, i was stopped by the guards at the sencor machine..apparently somehow my bags contained something dodgy..i was a bit confused, but in the end it turned out that the guards were just playing around with me..they asked me about my keychains (the couple keychain and my beloved "oscar the grouch")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this is how it went (give or take):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;guy1&lt;/span&gt; : heii what's this? your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;: ooh yeah..it's my name and my boyfriend's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;guy1&lt;/span&gt; : ooh so cute.. (haah? i don't really understand what's so cute =X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;guy2&lt;/span&gt; : heii what's this green one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; : sesame street (said it with pride yoo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;guy2&lt;/span&gt; : eew not nice!! i only like ernie.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; : but i LOVE oscar!! and i hate ernie!! ( said it with annoyance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;guy1 and guy2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;: (laugh harmoniously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ooh well i didn't really understand what happened, but they really didn't check my bag..well they did open it up but they realy didn't check it out properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my boyfriend said it was because i had a kiddo face so the guards didn't expect me to bring anything illegal..i myself belive that it was my angelic face (hahahahha who am i kidding?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anywho, i am tired now so i'm going to go to sleep..boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;update about my boyfriend :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;he's now the best boyfriend anyone can dream of!!he's sweet, loving, understanding, funny, not hot-tempered, etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;P.S. to mitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i told you we had to tell our boys off!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;P.S. to boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i LOVE you boyfriend!! *muach muach*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6698549182045003545?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6698549182045003545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6698549182045003545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6698549182045003545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6698549182045003545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/09/ooh-well.html' title='ooh well..'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6742133115574254789</id><published>2008-09-17T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:19:42.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit of this and that about boyfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well last night mitch called me to complain about her boyfriend, who accidentally is more or less similar to my boyfriend (the easily jealous / angry / irritated part, not the face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;at the end of the day, we finished complaining about our own boyfriends, but we hadn't felt satisfied, so we complained through SMS..this is how it went :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mitch (CBF, for Ci Bai Face)&lt;/span&gt; : i hate all boyfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me (M)&lt;/span&gt; : haha yea man..he was angry just now because i forgot about it -_-" i mean i come as 1 package..beautiful but forgetful..why can't he just accept that?asswipe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CBF&lt;/span&gt; : haha ohmygod. that's what i told nic! that i'm a package deal. I'm forgetful so get use to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; : OMG! we're more alike than we thought we were..this is disturbing..haha..ooh well boyfriends suck..i'm thinking to change my sexuality preference now =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CBF&lt;/span&gt; : haha! we'd better off wit girls. although now it kinda feels like we're already dating them. both our boyfriends are girls i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; : agreed..indeed they are..maybe we're boys trapped in girls' bodies..that's how we ended up with girls in boys' bodies..this is both disturbing and sad =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CBF &lt;/span&gt;: tell me about it man. now he okay d. trying to be sweet but i feel like shit so i say i wanna study. we should just date our notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ooh well life's not fair like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-6742133115574254789?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6742133115574254789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6742133115574254789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6742133115574254789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6742133115574254789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/09/bit-of-this-and-that-about-boyfriends.html' title='a bit of this and that about boyfriends'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-884019093682712239</id><published>2008-09-14T02:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:36:59.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am soo angry i think i can explode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we were supposed to meet for a movie in E-hub at7..so i tried to dress up for you..i wore my skinny jeans, my best shirt, my earrings..i even put on my high heels for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;instead of saying how great i look, you said (quoted) that i looked like i was about to go to pub..what the hell is wrong with you?! i am a really reasonable woman..i'm neither an attention seeker nor am a compliment-thirst girl..i just want you to acknowledge my effort and be content about it..is it really too much to ask?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you were always very angry when i forgot to put my ring on..but nowadays, it is as if you don't give a shit about the bloody ring already..i mean, if you had pardoned me in the past about forgetting to put it on, i would have already been okay with it..but come on!why was it always my fault, but never yours?why did i have to pardon you when you didn't give me the exact priviledge?!and when i asked you about it, you seemed to think that it was not a big deal..WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you've always hated it when i went out with guys..i wasn't happy about this, but i totally understood..but when i asked about this message in your hp which i came across ,with all the "dear" "sweetheart", you got angry!!i mean how unreasonable can you be?!am i not allowed to get jealous about this kind of stuff?!i am still a woman!!and i am a very reasonable one at that!!it's not as if i interrogated you!i was simply asking!!BOLDDY HELL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;now i am more angry than jealous man!!if i was donald duck, the top of my head would be full of smoke!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i feel as if i have been treated unfairly and unjustly..and let me tell you this, this feeling is shitty..i feel as if i am a pushover, and i hate being a pushover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I HATE YOU!!you won't hear from me anymore unless you apologise you unreasonable fucking asshole!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-884019093682712239?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/884019093682712239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=884019093682712239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/884019093682712239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/884019093682712239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-soo-angry-i-think-i-can-explode.html' title='i am soo angry i think i can explode'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-570526816374505831</id><published>2008-05-05T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:52:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in holiday-mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yes, i am now in holiday-mode, and nope, my holiday has not started! ooh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway, i was watching this video clip in youtube. it shows "friends" when they are outside the show. it was so beautiful. i mean, seeing them together, laughing, making jokes with and at each other, somehow makes me feel happy and uplifted. i could not stop smiling throughout. their friendship may not be real. it may be only for the show, but i really don't care. i guess what makes me really uplifted is that it somehow gives me possibilities that there probably are still friendships like that in the world. probably there are still people who you can rely on even when you're old enough to have responsibilities on yourself and others. well, i guess what i really mean is that it gives me hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;~should be going back to studying-mode again soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ps. this is the link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=eLeAbQO0fms&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=eLeAbQO0fms&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;check this out too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=8I7rDt30CMM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=8I7rDt30CMM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this is damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zCNPamnp0to&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=zCNPamnp0to&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-570526816374505831?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/570526816374505831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=570526816374505831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/570526816374505831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/570526816374505831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-holiday-mode.html' title='in holiday-mode'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5683215801775443927</id><published>2008-04-12T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:09:57.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i have changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was merely this morning olip called me and we talked for more or less four hours..GOD i do miss her..it feels so great to finally hearing from her, after GOD-knows-how-long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we talked and talked and talked, and when my battery was about to go flat, she suddnely told me that she didn't trust me anymore..she told me that it felt different..well, i know people change, and i know i change too..and that it wasn't her fault that she felt that way towards me,it's just that, somehow what she said hurt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think i simply can't let go of our image together in the past..she was not only my best friend,but also my inspiration..she was someone i try to become..when i was with her, i felt as if i could do anything that i don't dare to even think of..put it simply, she validates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i really hope that as time goes by, both of us can still continue our friendship..that we can accept the change in us and still be friends and as close as we used to..it won't be the same kind of friendship, i am quite sure, for we have changed ,whether it's for better and for worse..but i still hope that we can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*i miss you!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*ma kasi lip uda tlpon g buat selesain masala qta..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5683215801775443927?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5683215801775443927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5683215801775443927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5683215801775443927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5683215801775443927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-have-changed.html' title='so i have changed'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-6489965810927501252</id><published>2008-04-10T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T15:32:14.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study study and study</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it's been a few days since i started studying..and i am proud to say that i have been following my schedule without fail!!yea man give me a five!! :D i'm still watching scrubs though..around 3 episodes per day..well i'm trying to keep stress away from me, you see.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i miss home!!i guess when i am so stressed up, i go straight to this 'miss-home' mode..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway people, i will need a lot and a lot of luck..so your help (in prayer) will be very much appreciated.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*keep my finger cross for the beautiful surprise of life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS people!!&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/22632915-6489965810927501252?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6489965810927501252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=6489965810927501252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6489965810927501252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/6489965810927501252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/04/study-study-and-study.html' title='study study and study'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-5953186446745114599</id><published>2008-04-04T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:51:29.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bob kelso the weirdo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;okaii i know i'm suppose to be studying, but everytime i am too stressed up, i can't find a way to keep my brain on the book..so here i am, watching scrubs again and again and again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;when olip told me about scrubs, i didn't believe her..instead of watching with her, i slept through the show..well, anyway, i suppose there's time for everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway, i've never liked bob kelso..i think he's a jerk!!but in this episode he sounded so cool, that i can't help but to quote his wisdom in words..well, more or less it goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"you're scared, and you're scared because when you try and you fail, there is only you to blame. so let me break this down for you barbie,life is scary, get use to it!!there are no magical fixes..it's all up to you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"but how if it's too hard?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"...nothing in this world that worth having comes easy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOW!!haha..yeah i know he sucks at times, but i think he may be something more than just a cold-blooded asshole.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-5953186446745114599?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5953186446745114599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=5953186446745114599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5953186446745114599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/5953186446745114599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/04/bob-kelso-weirdo.html' title='bob kelso the weirdo'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-7839621931034584998</id><published>2008-04-03T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:23:48.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am bored!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i am wondering if there is such a word to describe bored and stressed at the same time, because if there is, it describes me wll enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway, i've just bought myself air ticket to go home for my term break..so i'll be home for more or less 2 months, from 9 may 08 to 30 june 08..i feel a bit guilty to sayank, but i definitely have to go home..my parents miss me and just a few days ago, my dad begged me, pathetically, to go home as soon as i have holiday..i guess they are afraid that i'll stay here instead of go back, which is true to some extent..after giving it much thought, i've decided to go home for 2 months and stay here for the last month..well, maybe i'll be going to malaka and penang, or KL..who knows, right?i just don't want any of them to feel lonely..i know this makes me sound like i have such tremendously high self-importance, but it's the truth..they will miss me and i have to choose..i hate making these kinds of decision!! *BOOHOOOOO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was pretty angry yesterday..and nope, it wasn't really anybody's fault..and i wasn't angry to anyone, but me..so i was walking down the street, listening to my music, when suddenly a guy ran for me and tapped me on my shoulder..i was already holding up my hands, implying that i wanted nothing to do with whatever it is that he wanted to do..but you know what?he didn't stop..instead, he went on and went on and went on about how much effort he put in making a paper star and that he knew i could do it too (like duuh?!) and that he wanted to sell me the star..i was too lazy to wait for him to finish, so i straight away asked him how much he wanted..and he said 2 bucks..and so i gave him 2 bucks and held my hand in front of him to get whatever it was that he had to offer..well, he gave me 1 and yes only ONE paper star!!and you know what? i didn't complain..i didn't!!i was so mad at myself, that i felt like crying..i mean, i am such a loser who can't say no to anybody..how pathetic is that?it's not as if i'm gonna see him again, so why do i have to be so scared?why?why?why?i am such a loser..a push-over..i can't believe i can get bullied by a total stranger..it's not that i mind the 2$..it's the fact that i am such a loser that made me so angry to myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'll be stronger!!in fact, i'll say no to whoever it is, if that's what i really want..i don't care if it is my friend, or acquintance, or a really good friend..i will do it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-7839621931034584998?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7839621931034584998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22632915&amp;postID=7839621931034584998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7839621931034584998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22632915/posts/default/7839621931034584998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-bored.html' title='i am bored!!'/><author><name>fishball</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-434411887926768353</id><published>2008-04-02T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:59:03.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boohooooooooooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i've been irritating those people around me by keep saying boohoooooooo..haha..i find the word so funny and nice to pronounce..so yep, here it comes again..BOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well i have to go study now..my programing lab is in 2 weeks time!!DIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm watching scrubs first though! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22632915-434411887926768353?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6AE_Z6v5yhg/SuwwkCV_yPI/AAAAAAAAALs/0a6XGc0uUjE/S220/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22632915.post-2105352859864410074</id><published>2008-03-26T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:14:30.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down down down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i've been living at mitch's place for quite sometime now, and i'm thinking to move back to my place.but you see, i feel happy here..thanks to fong seng behind the hostel, but to tell you the truth, i am having fun here!!ooh well, i guess i'm just missing my hostel life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking lately that i've been feeling moody these days..one minute i'm happy, the other minute i feel like strangling myself..just now when i felt so down, my mom suddenly called and complained to me that i didn't care about her anymore..she made me realise of how much she missed me and that she was down too..i suddenly felt so bad to my mom..well not only her, to everyone too..in fact, whenever i am down i always think as if my problem is the biggest problem in the world..well, it turns out to be wrong..it's not the biggest problem in the world and people survive these things..i just have to see the world in a different perspective..and she made me realise that i still have people who care about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i am still loved&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/22632915-2105352859864410074?l=welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcumtomylyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2105352859864410074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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