<?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-5095576506816595669</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:26:27.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-720487280376357488</id><published>2010-04-07T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T05:39:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Okaaayyy... So I'll start my mouldy blog with how we LOST at the B.Jaring com...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;See wat u get when u put ur hopes too high??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Broken hearts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;We ALL thought we could win.. And we COULD... Just many careless mistakes... And we ended up blaming one another for our lost... How 'sporting' is dat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But everything and everyone was fine after a h*ll load of scolding from everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Xcept me.. I was the only one in the team emo-ing (if dat's how they put it)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I dun noe wat's wrong with me these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I just wanna remain depress no matter how hard I try to get rid of the feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I really hate to ruin other ppl's happiness with my freakish moods, but I often seem to fail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;All this while, I've been hiding under my own mask of happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Nothing can touch me... I was just happy, joyful, carefree me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But then, my armour was breached, and the hole is slowly getting bigger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Now I'm getting more and more selfish. Last time, I wouldn't think twice of making a fool of myself just to make ppl happy... I don't care if they laugh with me or at me... My priority was always other ppl's happiness.. Now, the world seem to only revolve around me and my moods... I feel so selfish, yet I cannot do anything about it no matter how hard I try.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'll just start blaming everything on my teenage mood swings... I really hope this IS normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I wish I could just fall asleep and never wake up (die, pass away, pushing daisies...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I want to bask in my own sorrows, but at the same time, I WANT soooooo badly someone to talk to... I need someone to open up to. I dun noe how much longer I can last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I duwan to feel dis way, yet the choice is not mine to make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I need to TALK!! Only talking and laughing can make me feel close to normal again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But when everyone sees my scary mood, all they want is to leave me alone 4ever, even my friends.. So I guess I'm all alone to face my many problems... Even IF someone wants to help, I have no idea how he or she could... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Somtimes, I feel so confident. Like the world is mine to conquer. But the next minute, I could feel insecure and small, I'm afraid that even my presence may piss someone off... My feelings are like a roller coaster, only ten times more loops and jumps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I have no one to turn to, no one to talk to, no one to laugh with... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I guess it's still just me and my moods for the time being..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;And it sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-720487280376357488?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/720487280376357488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=720487280376357488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/720487280376357488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/720487280376357488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2010/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-506009836611710241</id><published>2010-01-19T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T05:45:56.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RaNDOM POSTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Huh~ It's been sooo long since I updated my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I can skip all the apologies cuz I noe it will be years until the nxt post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Just typing everything random I can think of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Just finish reasing my skool BM novel 'Seteguh Karang",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and I did a very unexpected thing... I actually cried....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Ahaha~ Not that Im a real emotional person or anything (Mayb just a TEEEny bit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, the story was so touching, abbout a girl who had to face her life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay~ that may soung boring... But it's just the way the author writes it that makes it soo real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I can really feel the main character's (anis) pain. I cried like 3 times during the whole story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;The feeling and the pain that Anis felt was really well described.. Kinda made me feel her pain as well.. So, I guess that's y I cried.. Cuz of some imaginary character's hardship in a story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;At least the way the story was told was quie cool and real (means wat ppl will usually think)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Not that kind of typical malay lame stories where they have to repeat everyting other ppl say and act polite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;This novel has some cool jokes which most of the 'polite' novels lack...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Plus, what Anis thinks is really cool.. Haha~ She hates mushy love movies as well and will get mad easily... And there's kind of a twillight feeling in it... (just a bit, no need to feel insulted, twillight fans)... Ah~ a good story indeed!!! Hu tot that such a novel will be chosen as our literature.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;So, in conclusion......... I LOVE this novel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;So, plz dun critisize the crying part of me... Just blame it on the teenage hormones... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;And, I would like to dedicate this small portion of my humble blog to Hui Linn, if she's reading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I really am going to miss you!!! I don't feel that I can laugh as hard without you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;You are by far the first person whom I think have the same sense of humour with me.. And I think I can nvr find another.. Hope tat u will still remember lil' old me when u r in Aus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;And don't u dare cum back wif an Austrailian slang!! haha~ gonna miss u, a lot... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-506009836611710241?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/506009836611710241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=506009836611710241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/506009836611710241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/506009836611710241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-posts.html' title='RaNDOM POSTS'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4923128100387976117</id><published>2009-12-09T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:38:05.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This blog is officially ressurected by me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Didn have to time to write in it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hmm~ let's see.. wat's new??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, I came back from the training... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And Im proud to say that I really kept enjoying the Lord after coming back.. Even until 2day... I can't say that I've abided in the Lord for 24 hours the whole day, but I did have some improvement... =D Praise the Lord..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Oh~ and my little dark secret is out... Or should I say my big black horrible secret which has been hidden for ages and no one ecxept God knew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Now, it has been made known to a few ppl... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;But unfortunately, I dun feel the relief I was hoping to feel after the secret is out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The main problem is because this BIG PROBLEM is still bothering me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;And I have simply no idea hoe to overcome it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;But I will try... My very best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh~ And I have to preach the gospel during skool reopens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I always promise myself that I will. But I failed miserably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, this time, I will pray to the Lord, and ask for strength for me to have the burden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I really dun wan my frens to point at me on judgement day and say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"You!! You didn preached the gospel to us, now we have to suffer bcuz of YOU... " (aiks..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And Rachel is coming this Saturday... Hurray!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I dun think I can take it anymore... It's sooo boring, cus my sis left for one month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And Im all alooone (wif my parents)... With no one to laugh with... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;So, thank God for Rachel!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;p/s: I miss my lil' sis... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4923128100387976117?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4923128100387976117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4923128100387976117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4923128100387976117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4923128100387976117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/12/ressurected.html' title='Ressurected'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-936520513008209264</id><published>2009-11-11T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:28:16.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreadful results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I was kinda anticipating my results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Wandering how horrible it was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So, the last few days, teachers have been marking like half-crazes marking machines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Well, we can say dat they were marking at the speed of light bcuz they had a deadline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Hahaha... But dat may be bad news for us students...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Fast crazy marking teachers may not mark properly or even go through wat students have been writing for 2 hours and all their heart or blood that was shed while answering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Maybe it's too dramatic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Anyway, when I got my results back, sadly, I didn leap up into the air or shout happily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The best I could afford was a frown and say : Maybe d next one will be better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But, unfortunately, the next one was NOT BETTER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;In fact, it was almost the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;This is wat I got after years of blood and hard toil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sejarah: 78&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Fiziks: 71&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Add maths: 74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Maths: 71&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;But, there was one absolutely hilarious result I got for a subject, english...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Guess wat I got......................................................................................................guess guess..........................................................................................................................................................99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Can u imagine that?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Im NOT HAPPY OR PROUD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Just find it devastatingly FUNNY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hu gets 99 for english??? It makes no sense to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;There were 2 essays and that makes it more illogical how I could get 99....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;In fact, I find it stupid and insulting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dis just means the teacher didn really look through wat I spent 2 hours writing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's just STUPID!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Wat kind of teacher gives students 99 for ENGLISH wif 2 ESSAYS???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;4give my outburst, I just wanted my feelings to be made known that Im not satisfied with my grades... I rather get low marks than get a super-duper irrational 99%...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I not satisfied with my other subjects either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;My mum is not ganna feel happy and jump for joy with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;In fact, she's assuming that I would study the WHOLE school holidays and 'catch up'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I wanna faint..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, that's my results, the rest still remains a mystery... (Im grateful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Luckily, my heart didn went into cardiac arrest when I got bac my results... Thanks for beating bravely my dear 16 year old heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I guess I'd make my resolution now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;1. I will spend my long holidays staring at the book until finally something makes sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;2. i will not be angry or lose my temper no matter how much my mum nags at me to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;3. I WILL try to be grateful when my mum is tutoring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;4. I will try not to think of wat I could have done instead of staring at my bio book for 10 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;5. My eyeballs will stay in their sockets while I try to squeeze some information into my useless brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;6. I will remember wat I read until my SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;As we can see, all of them is quite impossible to keep... Or, I will die trying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-936520513008209264?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/936520513008209264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=936520513008209264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/936520513008209264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/936520513008209264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/11/dreadful-results.html' title='Dreadful results'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7005483544202930317</id><published>2009-11-02T22:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:27:32.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HOOOOORAAAAAAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I did it!!! I finished the inhuman torure of the dreadful final exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my!!!&lt;br /&gt;After the last paper, I would like to say dat I stripped down to my underwear and somersault around the classroom...&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, that didn happen, no.1, I can't somersault even if my life depends on it (I'd probably break my fat neck) no.2: I dun tink my frens will still be alive if they saw me only in my undies...&lt;br /&gt;I can't say it's a good sight, they might end up throwing up or in the ICU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anyway, wat I did right after the exam was...................................................... I felt happy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yup, lame I noe... Wat did I expect myself to feel??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, so my exam days are just over like that... (wat was I expecting? Fireworks and lightning?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I have no idea how to celebrate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My frens say they will celebrate with a GOOOOOD LOOOONG nap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;AHaha... I wish I was that lucky, I can't slp... So that's y I'm typing this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So... I dunno wat my plans are... Mayb I'll go back to Gambang later... I'll be goin to Klang tmrw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, I dunno... I just feel..... weird n empty... Now exams are over, I duno wat to do.. (Is dat even normal??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, I'll not be going to skool nxt few days... Those hu haven't had chineses paper yet, GOOD LUCK!! You will need it... Bcuz I DON'T!!! (ahaha... 4gif me, I still haven't got over the I-dun-need-to-take-chinese-anymore-forever feeling... Maybe it will go away in.... 5 years!!! =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Actually, I might need my luck, I still haven't gotten back my results... Maybe it will cause me a heart attack and I will die a painful and horrible death... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Or maybe, it will be sooooo good, I myself will not belive it, and teachers will parise me for my hard work...... (Nah, nvr going to happen in a thousand years,,,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well, forget the results, I'll just enjoy my happiness while I still have it... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hmmm... Going to ride bike later maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;People in the world!!! Im so happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7005483544202930317?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7005483544202930317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7005483544202930317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7005483544202930317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7005483544202930317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7502211995883191756</id><published>2009-11-01T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:42:31.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Lap!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's d last day of d dreadful exam... TOMORROW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tomorrow..... Faster.......... Tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After d last paper, I will scream and shout, and take of my pants and run round the classroom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well, mayb Im not stripping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But, I will be happy definitely!! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im WAITING....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Impatiently.... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7502211995883191756?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7502211995883191756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7502211995883191756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7502211995883191756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7502211995883191756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-lap.html' title='Last Lap!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7549008787724446624</id><published>2009-10-29T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:15:08.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yay people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The exams are ALMOST over!! (notice I say ALMOST...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well, it isn't over yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But I have no idea why I feel like it's over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyway, I really donno how I did this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Seriously, everytime I think I did quite well, the results makes me get a heart attack when it came out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Everytine I tot I did quite terrible, the result is much better than I expected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So Im not thinking or hoping on ANYTHING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I jus hope my heart won't fail when I get back my results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wat am I talking about???!!! Exams aren't even FINISH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And here I am, blabbing bout my unknown results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;=.=''... I need a break....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7549008787724446624?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7549008787724446624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7549008787724446624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7549008787724446624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7549008787724446624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/10/almost.html' title='Almost!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-844459575536525035</id><published>2009-10-23T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:12:08.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tresspass not that section,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;or you will regret what will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;In a split second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my heart will have a dent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Don't you know that it's wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;to sing other people's song, and tell them it's another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But it isn't, so don't bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;There will no chance to be sober,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;because it is all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;All things happen for a reason, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;but this is called treason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Don't you know between good and bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Or you just want to make me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The thin line that was there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;is causing such a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Because it is not what you think it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;there is no more love and bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But forget what I say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You never did care anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;After all this time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I was never fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But now it is all gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so don't bother to sing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I wrote this during my eng paper... Was too bored... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;_end_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-844459575536525035?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/844459575536525035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=844459575536525035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/844459575536525035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/844459575536525035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-poem.html' title='My Poem'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-9081230878352970920</id><published>2009-10-21T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:59:42.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Teacher said: jane, u must practice... Plz practice... practice practice.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I did. Seriously, I just get nervous when Im playing the piano in front of her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So I sucked... Very seriously sucked.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Haiz~ I WILL PRACTICE MORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But exams are here... That's my BIG problem...&lt;br /&gt;Im not very gud at time management....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So, I guess I'll just make a list of things to do and not to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Things to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=Practice piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=Memorise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=Understand wat Im actually reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=Think of happy thoughts after exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=Breathe in front of the test paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Things NOT to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Freak out when thinking of wat I still havn't study&lt;br /&gt;-Listen to music when studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Hate myself 4 forgetting wat I just studied a minute ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Hit my head and torture myself if I cannot remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Get head and brain damage while studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Eat to distress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Forget to practice piano for d millionth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Think of the LONG stretch of exam days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Writing my will in case I die in my classroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Thing I think I can acheive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+Freak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+Going blank in front of the examination paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+Freak out sumore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+Absolutely despise myself for having such a LOUSY memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+Binge while studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+Do VERY BADLY in exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;As we ALL can see, my list of things NOT to do is absolutely longer than my things to do... So that means I have many things NOT to do instead of doing things. And things I can acheive is my list of things NOT to do... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So that's about it... I think Im a lousy person.... =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So: &lt;strong&gt;Gah~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_end_&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-9081230878352970920?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9081230878352970920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=9081230878352970920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/9081230878352970920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/9081230878352970920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/10/gah.html' title='Gah~'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4453336047743007640</id><published>2009-10-11T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T05:51:13.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yesterday was our drama comp...&lt;br /&gt;All of us were pump and ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;We were nervous of cuz..&lt;br /&gt;But as ready as ever.&lt;br /&gt;We were the 3rd team to perform. Boy, we really were &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;When our turn came, we did our best. I feel that it was the best in our drama history..&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, we were happy...&lt;br /&gt;Who will not be after so much hard work???&lt;br /&gt;well, so we waited for our results...&lt;br /&gt;We waited, and waited, and waited, and waited.............&lt;br /&gt;Finally th judges announced the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Consolation prize : Tanah Putih, Air Putih.............. =.= we were all like : aiyo.............=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Haiz.... We really thought we could have won...&lt;br /&gt;At least during our drama we got positive feedbacks from the audience. They were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I took that as a good sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well, the 1st place is St. Thomas...&lt;br /&gt;2nd is SABS&lt;br /&gt;3rd is .... I 4got...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, I n Anil were sour grape-ing...&lt;br /&gt;I noe... sore losers... So wat? U wouldn't expect us to cheers and shout happily?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did our best. Now I jus hope that consolation prizes were announced randomly, oe we got VERY behind.... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;We broke the SMKAP-always-top 3-since-2005 record.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes... Im sorry teacher...&lt;br /&gt;Y not we blame it on the judges?? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;fotos on facebook!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4453336047743007640?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4453336047743007640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4453336047743007640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4453336047743007640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4453336047743007640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-3588075909888621772</id><published>2009-10-08T05:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T05:11:09.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yes, people!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Finally!!! I have a......... FACEBOOK ACCOUNT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;After years of persuasion and a lot of requests, I finally have a acc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Muahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So, dun ask me : Eei, U got facebook???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Not anymore do I have to say : No... It's lame....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I still it is still quite lame...&lt;br /&gt;well, lame is in season it seems....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Actually, I wanted an account bcus I love the 'Guess the sketch challenge'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Anyway, the harm is done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I hope the choice will be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-3588075909888621772?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3588075909888621772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=3588075909888621772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3588075909888621772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3588075909888621772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally.html' title='Finally!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4562616774659306839</id><published>2009-10-03T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T04:41:50.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Cake Fest!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Wish all of you guys Happy mooncake festival!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dun burn urself while playing candles!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4562616774659306839?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4562616774659306839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4562616774659306839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4562616774659306839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4562616774659306839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon-cake-fest.html' title='Moon Cake Fest!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-1613513885696408511</id><published>2009-09-29T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:25:48.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special request</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is specially requested by my dear fren Liew Chien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;She wans me to write in my blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;She wans to marry.... (=.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ya, weird, I noe. But wat can I do? I promised. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GO LIEW CHEIN WANTS TO MARRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-1613513885696408511?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1613513885696408511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=1613513885696408511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/1613513885696408511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/1613513885696408511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/special-request.html' title='Special request'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-2375230936632640903</id><published>2009-09-29T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:19:38.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Be careful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;some things can be found again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but some just melt in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;causing so much trouble and pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the things in your life that's main,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;losing it, life will never be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;things you hear and things you see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;are never meant to be free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;there is always a fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Beware,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;of people's words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sweet things they say to lure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;until you are not sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;then your failure and fall is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Watch out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;to those who think they know much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;many things and knowledge they touched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;otherr people they like to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But one day, they will witness and watch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;their own mistakes and pride their life will cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-2375230936632640903?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2375230936632640903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=2375230936632640903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/2375230936632640903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/2375230936632640903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7642753851341958818</id><published>2009-09-22T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T05:23:35.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H.o.l.i.d.a.y.s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;YaY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;The holidays are here!! (duh~obviously...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, not going anywhere special eventhough my parents have the same holidays wif us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;So, we just went back to Temerloh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;And so, here I am, updating my blog in Temerloh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, I dun really mind not going anywhere, as long as Im with my family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;The days without them really is.... I dunno how to put it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Being away from home for soooooooo long really can make a person feel....... umm.. Unloved??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I dunno, u have to experience it to describe that frustrating feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;So, those who are sick of staying wif ur parents, go stay  out for one month, and u will run back home crying... Seriously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, my mum and dad missed us too... Haha... They keep buying A LOT of food for us. Like we were starved in Kuantan. Guess they were trying to make up for the time we lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, I really dun blame them... I guess, I just miss them too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Even after Im home wif them, I still miss them.. (Yea, stupid, I noe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So please appreciate ur parents... Seriously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;To those who are having a GOOD time, dun forget to studeeeeee!!!! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I noe, but exams are almost here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Think of the consequences if u dun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, time management is important (I suck at it) during this times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Have a wonderful holiday amigos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;p/s: I feel fat... (!.!)&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/5095576506816595669-7642753851341958818?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7642753851341958818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7642753851341958818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7642753851341958818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7642753851341958818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays.html' title='H.o.l.i.d.a.y.s'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-5394902327347552721</id><published>2009-09-17T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T02:58:51.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The opp of LOVE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously dunno wat is wrong with her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WAT IS HER FREAKING PROBLEM??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st of all, it's MY script,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd of all, I've got ALL the actions figured out, so she doesn't have to waste her brain cells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then WHY is she acting sooo kesian? Like she's doing all the work??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT"S MY SCRIPT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my goodness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's gonna make me blow my own head out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she got all the actions wrong. The voice wrong. It's just NOT what I wanted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I tried ti change it to the way it was supposed to be.. And she scolded me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(T.T) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But this all I can take. Wat I can't take was, she scolded me for her stupid mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the script she modified, Aimi was supposed to walk out with a big tummy!! I mean, WTH?? She's only 16 moron!!! And u are a teacher wif brains!! Think!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then I told her, I made some changes to ur modifications, bcuz 16 year old Aimi jus CANOT have a big tummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;And that's when she did the most unpredictable thing, she shouted at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Miss Phua: OF CUZ SHE CANOT HAVE A BIG TUMMY! WHO ASK U TO PUT BIG TUMMY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Me: I did not put big tummy!! U were the one who wrote it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Miss Phua: NO!! NO I DID NOT!! JUST FOLLOW THE SCRIPT LAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Me: This script is after I've modified her BIG TUMMY!!! You WROTE IT URSELF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Miss Phua: Oh!! That one, I was just joking around wif the teachers, we follow the script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh. My. Goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I would have quit right then if it wasn't MY script she was holding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I mean, this is too much. I have my pride you noe? My way of thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ish~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have nothing else to complain. I can't.... I just dun have the energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To Miss Phua: U may have won this round, but I won't let u make the fool out of me and my script. Get ready for round 2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;_end_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-5394902327347552721?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5394902327347552721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=5394902327347552721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/5394902327347552721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/5394902327347552721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/opp-of-love.html' title='The opp of LOVE..'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-8312592167754263446</id><published>2009-09-11T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:41:57.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RTM Auditorium</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today went to the RTM auditorium at Tanah Putih there...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Phua fetched me and Kar King.&lt;br /&gt;Oh MY!! Wasn't she noisy...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, she was bla-bla-blaing with a high pitch voice: ....so u all have to think, and themusic, I thinkk it is best..... bla bla bla....&lt;br /&gt;I think my ears bled inthe car... Seriously annoying...&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached the stadium. One word. WOW..&lt;br /&gt;It was HUGE and nice...&lt;br /&gt;But we got a nice shock when we saw the stage. It was full of lights.&lt;br /&gt;Lights which we had to control during the drama...&lt;br /&gt;There were like hundreds of them...&lt;br /&gt;WOW..... and it has a backstage room which people can make-up and stuff. Cool...&lt;br /&gt;So we checked the place out and took many fotos... It was rather a complicated looking place at the backstage...&lt;br /&gt;After that we just sat around, due to Kar King MEGA-EMOING, we didn't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder wat happened to him... He looks VERY down and deppresed these days... I haven't seen him like that... And he kept on checking his hp. Mayb waiting for *someone's* message.&lt;br /&gt;Looked like he was crying... My goodness... Drained all my high spirits and left me feeling only annoyed at the super high-pitched teacher...&lt;br /&gt;All the other skools teacher were discussing about the lighting and all I could hear was her voice...&lt;br /&gt;She kept on talking n talking ntalking n talking........&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now at home, tired and have an ear-ache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P/s: It's just a cruel joke.... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-8312592167754263446?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8312592167754263446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=8312592167754263446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8312592167754263446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8312592167754263446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/rtm-auditorium.html' title='RTM Auditorium'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-6163715982353479191</id><published>2009-09-08T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:52:54.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A - AVAILABLE : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;27 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;C - CRUSHING ON :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*zipp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Kekwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; My sista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; hymns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;worms =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;H - HOMECOUNTRY :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*zipp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;J - JUGGLE :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Can't... Tried and failed...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I think no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;L- LONGEST CAR RIDE : 4got... I was sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR : Def&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;initely mint....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS:&lt;/span&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O - ONE WISH : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;6.09 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;erm... haha.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S) :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Kangkung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;W- WORST: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Being misunderstood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; nice to play..^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Random Questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About You:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Words would seem to simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spell your name without vowels : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Chw Jn L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What color do you wear most? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Green gua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Least favorite color? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What are you listening to? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are you happy with your life right now? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yup =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is your favorite class in school? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My class... I love them all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When do you start back at school/college? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;err....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are you outgoing? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;To some people I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Favorite pair of shoes? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; My slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where do you wish you were right now? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE CANS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you dance? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Haha... You wanna see??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; Nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you whistle? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Write with both hands? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Practicing with the left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walk with your toes curled? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Pain but yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE DO'S: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you believe in miracles? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you believe in magic? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love at first sight? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you believe in Santa? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How old d'you think I am??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you know how to swim? :  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A bit. I won't drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you like roller coasters? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Yup!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Some maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE HAVES: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever been on a plane? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever asked someone out? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't recall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever painted your nails? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE WHATS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is the temperature outside? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;29?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What radio station do you listen to? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What was the last thing you bought? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; The Spiderwick Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE WHOS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who Sent these questions to you?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Someone did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you text? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Err... My sis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of? : Zoey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CRYING SECTION: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever really cried your heart out? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Of Course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;err... no.. But ppl cried on mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Never!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Last time yes... Now, not so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do certain songs make you cry? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HAPPY SECTION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are you a happy person? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trying hard to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What can make you happy? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My family and frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you wish you were happier? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can music make you happy? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;LOVE SECTION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How many times have you had your heartbroken: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*zip*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*zip*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is your current hair color? :&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Black.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Current piercings? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have any tattoos? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Wish I had one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eye color? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Favorite eye color : &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get a haircut, Short or long hair : &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Height : &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;More than 173cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Best clothing : &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Nothing... =) (joking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Been to jail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Unfortunately, no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mooned someone : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Wat does mooned mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Laughed so hard you cried : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Many time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cried in school : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thrown up in a store : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gone skinny dipping : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Definately NO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THIS OR THAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mcdonalds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Single or Group Dates : &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Campur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Meat or Veggies : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TV or Movie : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Movie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guitar or Drums? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adidas or Nike : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chinese or Mexican : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheerios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cake or Pie : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;MTV or VH1 : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MTV.&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/5095576506816595669-6163715982353479191?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6163715982353479191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=6163715982353479191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6163715982353479191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6163715982353479191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-8705675125565433223</id><published>2009-09-08T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:03:00.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Im happy!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I actually feel much happier now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Cuz??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Ahaha... Wiston (Eng Teacher) going to let us watch a movie tmrw!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;weeee.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Umm... It's called Apocalypto (Or something that sounds similar, I seriously dunno) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;well, It's hard to imagine that our goody-goody teacher would let us watch such a gross movie (as they say, it is filled with gory details)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;well, pigs can fly can't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;They just need to loss some weight and grow a pair of wings. How hard can that be? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Had been working on the drama script for 2 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;My brain seriously has no more brain juice. I squezzed the last drop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;What did I get in return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;'' Jane, you have to gimme the hardcopy. I canot view it in the pendrive!" Well, so much for Thanks a million, your sacrifices will be remembered!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I think it's quite good... Ahem, Since that noone is gonna compliment me, I'll do it myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So.......... dat's why I'm happy... Can't understand? Well, that weird old me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-8705675125565433223?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8705675125565433223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=8705675125565433223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8705675125565433223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8705675125565433223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalala.html' title='Lalala...'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-8383894177733468750</id><published>2009-09-03T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:09:06.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then came the spider</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I confess, I have made many mistakes in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I have tried to put it all behind me. Made it my PAST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But sometimes, many things can resurface after a long period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I have no intention of bringing it all back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My stupid selfish ignorant mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Has haunted me for very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I hope I can 4get..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But time doesn't help much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I feel sorta dizzy and dazed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Missing.. Miss... Missed... gone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I thought it was okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Turned out I was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But I will be strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bcuz I will not let ya'll see the weakness in my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Now it's time to get rid of it once and for all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;p/s: Iloveyounot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;_end_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-8383894177733468750?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8383894177733468750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=8383894177733468750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8383894177733468750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8383894177733468750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/09/then-came-spider.html' title='Then came the spider'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7881137354901760988</id><published>2009-08-25T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:09:38.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;light: A source you use in the middle of the night so that you will not kill urself walking from one end of the room to the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;hand phone: A device 89% of the young ppl can't survive without 2day. It males them distracted and not study. It may oso irritate parents when children use this device during eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Clothes: Something we wear in order not to frighten others with wat lies in layers on our tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Mother: The closest person you have and cooks and clean. Have a high tendecy to scold you with no reason. But you love her very much anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;specs: A brilliant invention by (dunno hu). It is worn on the eyes. It keeps ppl safe by not walking into walls or even poles which are usually a blur when you are short-sighted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Connie: A head-strong person hu can get very angry when small stuffs happen. ex: her ruler, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;pen is missing. May kill ppl somebody someday.. ( ahaha joking, dun kill me...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;violin: A beautiful musical instrument only when played by real violinist.. It may sound like a half-dead chicken and tends to cause earaches and headaches when played by a begginer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Friends for sale (facebook): A place where you can buy ur friends or even loved ones and go bankrupt keeping them. It is also used to buy enimies and the poor person is ordered to pick up poop for the sake of the buyers entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7881137354901760988?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7881137354901760988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7881137354901760988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7881137354901760988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7881137354901760988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-little-dictionary.html' title='My little dictionary'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-6046897629682526126</id><published>2009-08-25T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:08:35.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't even think about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hey you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(not the person reading this..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Don't think u understand me soo well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Dun think dat wat u say bout me is correct..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I absolutely HATE it when ppl misunderstand me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Maybe if u look deeper, listen more instead of thinking rubbish, u might actually see the real me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So stop guessing and start asking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Stupid ppl jus think they are rite and blabber (is dis even a word??) wat they think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I noe or maybe ju7st hope that u r not stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I really treasure you but this has gotta stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;My emotions are wrenched out everytime and my gut feels like someone stepped on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So can u PLEASE &lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;try style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; to understand??&lt;br /&gt;Or just shut up.. Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is for someone you all would never noe, even the person doen't noe.. So just ignore it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/ps: U noe how much I HATE misunderstandings.. It is something that KILLS MY FRIENDSHIP with other ppl.. plz, do not misunderstand me.. thank you very much..&lt;/try&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-6046897629682526126?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6046897629682526126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=6046897629682526126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6046897629682526126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6046897629682526126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-even-think-about-it.html' title='Don&apos;t even think about it'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4584399749528558025</id><published>2009-08-25T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:40:56.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No TIme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My gosh!!! It's been centuries since I updated my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yikes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I just dun have the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Even if I do, I dun have the line.. ( cool, it rhymes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I've been crazy downloading mobile games..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hehe... Bored to tears at home.. Well, It's better than in Kuantan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Recently, things have not been too good wif the tenants and the owner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Can't help it.. It's her house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I just wish things doesn't have to be this way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, the new meeting hall is finished!! YaY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It has a nice smell ( I like the smell of new buildings..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And I can't wait to invite my friends over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And I miss the trainings.. Wonder y there is no outing this time.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I wanna see my friends!!! AAArgh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, Im typing quite randomly.. Anything that pops into my head now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The 1st is add maths!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Hmm... I wonder y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;OO, for ur information, I dun hate add maths anymore.. Add maths hate me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I got 40 something for last monthly test!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;How can it be??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Cause Im still terrible at add maths..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It's not that hard actually.. Just takes plenty (I mean PLENTY) of hard work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So, maybe that's why I got so low marks.. HAHA.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's raining heavily in Gambang.. There is thunder and lighting (Can't go out, hanvn'tbeen a good girl recently.. nanti dipetir kilat) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Wat Im about to write next is strictly for my beloved blog: Dear blog, Im sorry u've been so lonely.. I just dun have a chance to update u.. Im soooooo sorry.. I will make it up to u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4584399749528558025?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4584399749528558025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4584399749528558025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4584399749528558025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4584399749528558025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-time.html' title='No TIme'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-5540939622662545045</id><published>2009-07-12T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:47:06.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Durian Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Da durian season is HERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Actually it has been here for quite a long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Haha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I ate a lot of durian this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Personally, I dun really like durian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I neither hate nor like them.. Actually I dun like durian, no offense to durian lovers out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Usually during this seasin, I will stand a side while my dad mercilessly disect the durian and watch my mum and sister smile with glee looking at the yellow awful smelling goo within...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;While they munch away happily, sucking the seed, I will always watch and put on my best digusted look when they offer me a durian... I kinda perfected that sour-looking expression over these long anti-durian years....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But this time, it is totally different. I'm not staying at home now, and when durian season came, I was actually looking forward to eating that awful-smelling-yucky-looking fruit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I must use the word CRAVING to eat durians.... This is definitely rare....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And I ate a lot for my anti-durian standard.. Maybe it seemed like a poor-tiny-weeny looking portion to all durian lovers... Anyway, I feel in love with DURIAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Add me in the smelly durian history people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But I can't eat too much, it's soo heaty, and b4 I noe it.. TAA-DAA!!! A newborn ulcer on my fat lips... =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Futhermore too much durian eating can just lead too other 'diseases' such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;obese, overweight, fat = me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;more spare tires to cum = on my car body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;more new ulcers = on my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sister in coma = smelly fart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;frens in coma = bad breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ppl chasing me with pitchforks = Many ppl in coma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, as u can see, the odds are not good if Jane eats too much durian... She may unknowingly kill people as she happily sucks on a durian seed... So people, please say no to Jane &amp;amp; Durian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Seriously, I need to control myself!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well, if I dun have durian, I still got rambutans~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But now I prefer durians!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So, buy insurance people!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I will not hold responsibility to anything that is going to happen!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-5540939622662545045?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5540939622662545045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=5540939622662545045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/5540939622662545045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/5540939622662545045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/durian-season.html' title='Durian Season'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-8774128042421345975</id><published>2009-07-06T23:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:13:57.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say what you need to say~ ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*Njk*NjgyMTY4NyZwdD*xMjQ2OTQ2OTA*OTIxJnA9NTMxNTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTdmYTYwNjAzNTEyYTQxY2JhMjZkNDlhNmJhOTNkOTll.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;embed name="chat" pluginspage="http://xat.com/update_flash.shtml" align="middle" src="http://www.xatech.com/web_gear/chat/chat.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" flashvars="id=64345381" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://xat.com/web_gear/?cb" target="_BLANK"&gt;Get your own Chat Box!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://xat.com/web_gear/chat/go_large.php?id=64345381" target="_BLANK"&gt;Go Large!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-8774128042421345975?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8774128042421345975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=8774128042421345975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8774128042421345975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8774128042421345975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-your-own-chat-box-go-large.html' title='Say what you need to say~ ^^'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-2392811355931494430</id><published>2009-07-02T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:59:09.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Exam</title><content type='html'>Just now 10.05 am just had my piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, I was soooo scared!!! My hands kept shaking...&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was better than last year. Last year I scared until my hand frozen and I seriously canot feel the piano... Well, at least this year my touch receptors didn abandon me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started well at 1st.. The 1st few scales were quite easy...&lt;br /&gt;The problem started at F# melodic minor OMGosh~~~ I think I salah until very serius ar!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, dun care la... Den my 1st exam piece sucked more than it should have. At least my 2nd and 3rd piece were ok... Haizzzz...... And sumore the aural... Walao~ die~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my teacher said I will not fail. So I dun care anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is something I would like you guys to appreciate, that is.......&lt;br /&gt;My sister actually gave the examiner the booklet "The Mystery Of Human Life"!!! (applause ppl!!!)&lt;br /&gt;She did something I wouldn't dare to do in my whole miserable life. And I think she deserves some  acknowledgement from all of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everything ended quite well and I went back to skool...&lt;br /&gt;They kip asking y I didn ponteng (a.k.a U r so stupid)... haha... Im a GOOD student... I won't simply ponteng de... (Plz hold ur vomit in ppl.. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Lord for  guiding me through this day.&lt;br /&gt;Lord I Love You....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-2392811355931494430?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2392811355931494430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=2392811355931494430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/2392811355931494430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/2392811355931494430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/piano-exam.html' title='Piano Exam'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-5380638571794769673</id><published>2009-07-01T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T03:17:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMAS Festival!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyHGSdvs5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/yscXAyToaR4/s1600-h/Image0067%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyHGSdvs5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/yscXAyToaR4/s320/Image0067%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353802599142241170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The army of 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyF2rxuRqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ILZ5HikGZoI/s1600-h/Image0065%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyF2rxuRqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ILZ5HikGZoI/s320/Image0065%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353801231547385506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyFp37IjtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Zar4uWklkiU/s1600-h/Image0064%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyFp37IjtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Zar4uWklkiU/s320/Image0064%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353801011469782738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crowded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksnLyPySKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AkgQN6-WQcY/s1600-h/Image0063%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksnLyPySKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AkgQN6-WQcY/s320/Image0063%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353415665479993506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sksm0Q2ViII/AAAAAAAAAOs/DGuT0kXjtU4/s1600-h/Image0062%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sksm0Q2ViII/AAAAAAAAAOs/DGuT0kXjtU4/s320/Image0062%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353415261377890434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'goyang kaki' teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksmLixr4PI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mtyYAbWYcTU/s1600-h/Image0061%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksmLixr4PI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mtyYAbWYcTU/s320/Image0061%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353414561815585010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My team mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksltzNMUgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/29t_C10VS6I/s1600-h/Image0060%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksltzNMUgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/29t_C10VS6I/s320/Image0060%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353414050829849090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Went for this Maths and Science Fest (EMAS)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It was really fun and cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It was held at Taman Pertanian and bout 50 skools sent out representatives as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;We (Elaine, Li Yang, Kar Junn) opened a booth at the last booth (no.40)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;We prepared a few questions for the people hu visited our booth... Most of them were IQ questions which I absolutely believe I canot solve with my IQ-less brain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;There was this question which needed match sticks... And we didn have any, so we had to pick small sticks from the ground which was wet and yucky... (ewww...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Things started getting hectic when ppl started pouring into our booth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, our main job was to explain the questions to them (if they dun understand) and then give them a pen and a paper and let a miracle happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Most of them solve the easy 1 ( thx to the uncountable tips we gave them..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Quite few of them managed to solve all... Actually it was only 1 person. And he got many presents from us... haha... congrats....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I was so tired explaining all the same things a zillion times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Me:" Sini ada 7 bulat kan? Kamu isi bulat-bulat ini dengan nombor 1 hingga tujuh supaya bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Sien dao~~~~~~~~ And I was standing the whole time..... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Plus, I didn get to visit the other booths which definitely had more interesting things going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I will participate next year... Not opening a booth, but going to every station!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And the teacher was having sooo much fun sitting and eating and playing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I only went out for a toilet break the whole time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Well, it was quite a good experience for me.. My BM improve loads due to the unstoppable flow of Malays at my booth. I can speak like a Malay!! Wahaha.... Joking, I lost the ability half an hour after the festival........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I would like to thank my friends who were as dilligent as me speaking weird Malay to all the ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;1. Mou Kar Junn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;2. Poon Li Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;3. Elaine Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;4. ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Thank u guys soo much!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-5380638571794769673?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5380638571794769673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=5380638571794769673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/5380638571794769673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/5380638571794769673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/army-of-4.html' title='EMAS Festival!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SkyHGSdvs5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/yscXAyToaR4/s72-c/Image0067%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-8817180529801676658</id><published>2009-07-01T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:59:27.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksjfLOnU8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/lp2c-VhAEnc/s1600-h/Image0097%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksjfLOnU8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/lp2c-VhAEnc/s320/Image0097%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353411600556970946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Skskx77m5iI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yZfGsI4oYhs/s1600-h/Image0098%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Skskx77m5iI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yZfGsI4oYhs/s320/Image0098%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353413022379861538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, looooong time no update. And Im not sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;I dun have the time!!! Aaaa...... anyway, something to share wif u ppl..&lt;br /&gt;I found my name in the PAPERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes ppl, I'm on the newspaper, on the sport section. This is no mirage, not an illusion...&lt;br /&gt;And I certainly didn edited it in Photoshop....&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.... Face it, Im famous.... And Im a lawn bowler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: All the following above is fake... It's just someone hu share my terbalik name... Lucky   person... But I did gotcha for a minute didn I.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;      btw, wat is lawn bowling??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-8817180529801676658?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8817180529801676658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=8817180529801676658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8817180529801676658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8817180529801676658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-special.html' title='Something Special'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SksjfLOnU8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/lp2c-VhAEnc/s72-c/Image0097%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-8015952025390110954</id><published>2009-06-04T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:36:20.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consecration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;During the training, I really enjoyed the whole training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I feel more burdened to preach the gospel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;The brother really stressed on the point of the Gospel. A thing also really touched me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;That I should not boast or exalt myself an longer. Who I am to boast myself?? For there is this Greater, more Powerful person. The Creator of all things. He is the alpha, the Omega. He is the beginning, He is also the Ending.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;He is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Although many of us have no interest on this matter, but God is real and living. No one can deny this fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Throughout history some people have at times opposed the idea of God. The very fact that some rebellious sons disown their fathers means that they do have a father. The fact that some people tried to tear down the family means that the family is a reality. It has been proven in history that it is futile to oppose the idea of God, for no matter how cultures and human governments change, the belief in God always prevails in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Although men cannot say much about God Himself, through the majesty displayed int the creation he can see that God is powerful. Psalm 19:1 says that '' the heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament proclaims the work of His hands.'' The material universe speaks of God's glory, and it also speaks of His wisdom. The God who created the universe is powerful, glorious, and wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;The very existence of mankind speaks of the existence of God. The human body is a true marvel. Although modern medicine has invented many machines to imitate and to replace man's organ and limbs, no machine can come close to the dexterity and effectiveness of the human organs. The human heart pumps 72 times a minute, or 40 million times a year, while one is awake or asleep. Every day an adult heart pumps blood through 100,000 miles of blood vessel, enough to travel around the world 4 times. It pumps blood enough to fill a 2000 gallon tank car everyday. Who could have designed such a wonderful organ within man? If one were to pile up the red blood cells in his body, the height would exceed that of Mount Everest 5000 times!! These are but a few examples of the wonders of the human body. If we stand before a mirror, we cannot help but agree with what the psalmist in the Bible said:'' I am awesomely and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, and my soul knows it well.'' (Psa 139:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The very fact that mankind has been able to exist until today is a testimony yo the sovereignty of God. If God held back sunshine and air, man would have ceased to exist on this earth long ago. Every second, the sun burns up the equivalent of four million tons of fuel in order to keep our planet warm. If God were to charge men for this energy consumption, man would have to come up with about 160,000,000,000,000 U.S dollars a day. But all this sunshine and air has come to us free. As the Bible says," He Himself gives to all life and breath and all thing." (Acts 17:25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No matter what religion we are all in, we believe there is God. The is a powerful force which is ruling over this earth. Man DID NOT evolve from monkeys. Man was CREATED by God. The scientist who once claimed that man evolved from monkeys redrew his saying near his deathbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I regret I didn share with all of u guys about the gospel earlier. So I will start this instant.&lt;br /&gt;In my next post I will explain the mystery of the Human Life. What is the purpose of man? Why is man on this earth today. Who is God. What does He wants man to do. All of these questions can be found in my next post. May the Lord continue to enlighten you and work in You. Praise The Lord!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__end__&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-8015952025390110954?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8015952025390110954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=8015952025390110954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8015952025390110954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/8015952025390110954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/06/consecration.html' title='Consecration'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7335947362667675577</id><published>2009-06-04T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:51:52.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery Of Human Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Purpose Of Man's Existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked yourself why you are living in this world?&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose and existence of human life?&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your profession is, probably students, there must be a few things which you, like most people would agree with, that is:&lt;br /&gt;Money cannot satisfy man,&lt;br /&gt;Education cannot satisfy man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Nor can pleasure satisfy man,&lt;br /&gt;Nor can success satisfy man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;( Note: not satisfied in a way that we feel what we have now is not enough, we are not satisfied n we always, always wan more, wan to be greater, want to be richer etc...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you all must be wondering WHY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you have not realized:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God has a plan. this plan has everything to do with man. In the Bible, this plan is called God's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; economy. God's economy is just God's entire plan for man. It explains the origin and destiny of man as well as the meaning of human existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Can You Know God's Economy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God has prepared four keys for you to unlock God's economy. These four keys are recorded in the Bible. Each of this four keys are equally important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Please open your heart right now to quietly and carefully read through. You will then grasp these four keys, understand God's economy, realize the purpose of man, and begin a satisfied human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The First Key-God's Creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unlocking The Mystery Of Human Existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Man Has God's Image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Please read the following verse from the bible:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;"And God said, Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness...." (Genesis 1:26a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's creation of man is different from His creation of all other things. He created man in His &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;own image. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: A glove is created according to the likeness of a hand with the purpose of containing the hand. The purpose of a glove is to contain the hands. If we use a glove to contain water, sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; or anything else, the glove will lose it's purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Likewise, man was created in the image of God with the purpose of containing God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Man Is A Vessel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;read the next verse:&lt;br /&gt;God "might make known the riches of His glory upon vessels of mercy... even us" (Romans 9:23-24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are vessels of God. That means that we must contain God. God wants to be our content. As bottles are made to contain water, we are made to contain God.&lt;br /&gt;It is no wonder that knowledge, wealth, pleasure, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;nd accomplishment can never satisfy you, for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; you were created to contain God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The Three Parts of man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to read the next verse: "May your spirit and soul and body be preserved complete." (1 Thessalonians 5:23)&lt;br /&gt;We often say in chinese : ling hun.&lt;br /&gt;Actually these to parts are separated. The {ling} is the spirit. The {hun} is the soul. Man is God's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;vessel. The Bible divides this vessel into three parts- Spirit, Soul, and&lt;/span&gt; the Body. See the diagram below:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SijMgCTNf3I/AAAAAAAAANs/TfdU2XS-6ag/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SijMgCTNf3I/AAAAAAAAANs/TfdU2XS-6ag/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343745808620420978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The BODY is simply the physical body, belonging to the physiological body, contacting the things of the material realm, and is the most superficial part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;(Note: we eat with our body, we have to take care of our physical body, if not we will get sick. It is our flesh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The SOUL is the mental faculty, contacting the things of the mental realm, and is the deeper part of man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;(Note: Our conscience, emotions and thoughts belong to this part. We think, we love, we feel happy etc..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The SPIRIT is the deepest part of man, belonging to the spiritual level, and contacts the things of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;For problems of the body one may see a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;For problems of the mind one may visit a psychiatrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yet only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;God can solve the problems of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. God's Economy:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God wants to enter into man's spirit, to become his content and his satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;This is the purpose of human existence! You are not merely created to contain food in your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;stomach, or contain knowledge in your mind, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you are created to contain God in your Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Second Key- Man's Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unlocking the Mystery Of The Good And Evil Natures Of Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The Two Natures of Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since man was made in the image of God, he possesses a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good nature&lt;/span&gt; that matches God's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;nature, with virtues such as truthfulness, goodness, loveliness, wisdom, kindness, and valor.&lt;br /&gt;However, there is also an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nature&lt;/span&gt; in man which wars against his good nature. The Chinese metaphysicists refer to this war as a battle between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;. Throughout history, both in the East and West, those who understand human nature acknowledge the existence of this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evil nature &lt;/span&gt;which the Bible calls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because sin is in man, he is unable to carry out his good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to be greedy, jealous, or muderous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;No one likes to be boastful, arrogant or deceitful.&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to be irritable, lustful, or licentious.&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to murmur, complain, or curse.&lt;br /&gt;(Note: Sin is already in man from the day he was born. You don't need to teach a child to be jealous, you don't need to teach a someone to steal, you don't need to teach someone to lie. All these is he will do by himself. This is because he has sin in him. No one in this whole world has not sin before. Even if you do not cheat, steal, lie, brag outwardly, but you can't deny that your thoughts and your intentions are sinful. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, man cannot escape his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evil nature&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Please read the following verses:&lt;br /&gt;"For I know that in me, that is, in my flesh. nothing good dwells; for to will is present with me, but to work out good is not." (Romans 7:18)&lt;br /&gt;"But if what I do not will, this I do, it is no longer I that work it out but sin that dwells in me." (Romans 7:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The Fall Of Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin entered into man and caused him to fall. See the diagram below: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sitsv4ekC3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/C3xbVhEuv0M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sitsv4ekC3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/C3xbVhEuv0M/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344484952675453810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;(1) Sin caused man's spirit to be deadened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"And you, though dead in your offenses and sins." (Ephesians 2:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;(2) Sin caused man's mind to rebel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"And you, though once alienated and enemies in your mind because of your evil works." (Colossians 1:21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Sin caused man's body to sin:&lt;br /&gt;"Do not let sin therefore reign in your mortal body so that you obey the body's lust." (Rom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ans 6:12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The fallen man is like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A damaged and untunable radio which cannot receive and play music, but rather meaningless noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is also like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A cup that has fallen into the gutter still having its original fine form but now covered with mud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Man Cannot Save Himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Throughout history, man has tried every possible way to escape sin, but has found that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Good works &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cannot save him from sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Education &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cannot save him from sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ethics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cannot save him from sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Chanting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cannot save him from sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; cannot save him from sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; This picture of man simply depicts the battle between his good nature and his evil nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Third Key-Christ's Redemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Unlocking The Mystery Of The Life And Death Of The God-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Who Is Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Christ is the Savior sent from God to the world to solve the problems of human life.&lt;br /&gt;He is the embodiment of the Triune God.&lt;br /&gt;"For in Him dwells all the fullness of the Godhead bodily." (Colossians 2:9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is also God incarnated:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"The Word was God...the Word became flesh and tabernacled among us...full of grace and reality.'' (John1:1,14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Therefore, He is both the complete God and the perfect man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is more than a good man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is more than a great man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is more than a moral man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is more than a holy man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;God-man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2. The Death Of The God-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;This God-man was nailed to the cross to accomplish the work of redemption. He died with three statuses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;As the Lamb of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, He died to take away man's sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"...the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.'' (John 1:29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;As the brass serpent that had been lifted up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;He died to crush the old serpent, Satan, and to deal with the serpent's poison within man- his sinful nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up." (John3:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;As a grain of wheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, He died to release the divine life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"...the grain of wheat...dies, it bears much fruit." (John 12:24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;NOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;His death has taken away the sin which man has but should not have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;His death imparts into man the life which he needs but do not have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fourth Key- God's Dispensing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;locking The Mystery Of Faith In Christ&lt;br /&gt;1. The Two Becomings of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;God became flesh, born as a man called Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Plaese read the following verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"The Word became flesh and tabernacled among us." (John1:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Lord became the Spirit called the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; live-giving Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; by His Resurrection from the dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Read the following verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"The last Adam became a life-giving Spirit." (1 Corinthians15:45)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Since this Spirit is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;life-giving Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; , He dispenses God with His life into His believers. Hence, the Bible says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"He who has the Son has the life; he who does not have the Son of God does not have the life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Regenerating Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In his first birth, man obtains a physical life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  When man receives God's life through Christ, he experiences a second birth, which the Bible calls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;regeneration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;" God....has regenerated us...through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." (1 Peter 1:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Jesus said,"Unless one is born anew, he cannot see the kingdom of God." (John 3:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  A pig cannot participate in the sheep's life by education, improvement, or regulation; it must posses the life of a sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Note: U can't teach a fish to fly, but u surely don't need to teach it how to swim. This is because it posses the life of a swimming fish.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Similarly, man cannot participate in God's kingdom and live a divine life by education, improvement, or regulation; he MUST receive the life of God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The Meaning Of Being A Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A christian is one who receives God's dispensing. God first dispenses Himself into our spirit and then spreads from our spirit into our soul. Finally, He fills and saturates our spirit, soul, and body with Himself. The Bible calls this final stage of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;glorification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"And those whom He predestinated, these He also called; and those whom He justified, these He also glorified." (Romans 8:30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Through this, we can be transformed and conformed to the image of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Because those whom He foreknew, He also predestinated to be conformed to the image of His Son."  (Romans 8:29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the purpose of human life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the meaning of being a Christian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This is what God has planned for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Note: I repeat. To be a christian is not merely being in a religion or group. It is to have to Lord as our enjoyment. To know Him and take Him in as our supply. To be filled with Him in our Spirit. And all the things I typed above are not my sayings. It is taken from the booklet :The Mystery Of Human Life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Praise The Lord for such a wonderful and glorious economy!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5095576506816595669-7335947362667675577?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7335947362667675577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7335947362667675577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7335947362667675577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7335947362667675577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery-of-human-life.html' title='The Mystery Of Human Life'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SijMgCTNf3I/AAAAAAAAANs/TfdU2XS-6ag/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7638932079642238366</id><published>2009-03-27T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:01:04.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Sweet 16# ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVqiPWIYI/AAAAAAAAANg/PjOddhDcp58/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317860186740105602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVqiPWIYI/AAAAAAAAANg/PjOddhDcp58/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eerr..... I see a very happy Mei Sim... WAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVWsYHbiI/AAAAAAAAANY/nCnkVjgYtbo/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859845863861794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVWsYHbiI/AAAAAAAAANY/nCnkVjgYtbo/s320/Image123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 'waxed' nails... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVGD9uJuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KI_xvMqrIto/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859560137828066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVGD9uJuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KI_xvMqrIto/s320/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; err... it's suppose to be a star with a... a fire in the middle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczU5-KgBxI/AAAAAAAAANI/N6Yhwvvm_4k/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859352422385426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczU5-KgBxI/AAAAAAAAANI/N6Yhwvvm_4k/s320/Image102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow... nice dimple... hihi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczUpCfaiuI/AAAAAAAAANA/6N27hfwy9sk/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859061526072034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczUpCfaiuI/AAAAAAAAANA/6N27hfwy9sk/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My greedy face... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczUVSUuJQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/j3F2PoodPRc/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317858722178802946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczUVSUuJQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/j3F2PoodPRc/s320/Image125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My present... Thanks a lot!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczT76bdr3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/-xqAULu3Owk/s1600-h/Image085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317858286267903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczT76bdr3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/-xqAULu3Owk/s320/Image085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pretty fat cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczTr3L2NtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xcDOhjO2KCA/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317858010519189202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczTr3L2NtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xcDOhjO2KCA/s320/Image122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My poor terrorized desk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczTTlIyKpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bOBy_v2HFR0/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317857593357642386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczTTlIyKpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bOBy_v2HFR0/s320/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It would be sweet if it wasn't BURNING on my desk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczS88mkpXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4_Di_wz9mLo/s1600-h/Image114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317857204519609714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczS88mkpXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4_Di_wz9mLo/s320/Image114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The darkest hand belongs to liew chien... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczSgaNjvxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0dVZ6aJzEqg/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317856714251550482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczSgaNjvxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0dVZ6aJzEqg/s320/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bestest of the best... I totally love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczSNX4nD2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/aAOGnenCqFI/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317856387209301858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczSNX4nD2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/aAOGnenCqFI/s320/Image111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A mini bon-fire in class... HARAM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczR17kv4TI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2JsNfEyJrn8/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317855984472809778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczR17kv4TI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2JsNfEyJrn8/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha... *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczRg3mJ3zI/AAAAAAAAAL4/wXKEfCw39Ts/s1600-h/Image107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317855622627712818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczRg3mJ3zI/AAAAAAAAAL4/wXKEfCw39Ts/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yue Qing n Sharine da cuties... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczRDL8o7II/AAAAAAAAALw/c2PyoLPSpms/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317855112694656130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczRDL8o7II/AAAAAAAAALw/c2PyoLPSpms/s320/Image105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy's masterpiece... thx...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczQHieCc0I/AAAAAAAAALo/B_x8jYBBgNM/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317854087948170050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczQHieCc0I/AAAAAAAAALo/B_x8jYBBgNM/s320/Image101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Wan Shing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczPlJuRMyI/AAAAAAAAALg/M7cuagBJ-xw/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317853497189806882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczPlJuRMyI/AAAAAAAAALg/M7cuagBJ-xw/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weeee..................... can't live happily without her~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczPPB0NcSI/AAAAAAAAALY/RNlmvECQAIc/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317853117110120738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczPPB0NcSI/AAAAAAAAALY/RNlmvECQAIc/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczNw8NV-QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xT8BE_hB_o8/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317851500697221378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczNw8NV-QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xT8BE_hB_o8/s320/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczNc8pLGvI/AAAAAAAAALI/lrNPU4c5BTM/s1600-h/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317851157216566002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczNc8pLGvI/AAAAAAAAALI/lrNPU4c5BTM/s320/Image099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n my ''emak tua''... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczMm_acJRI/AAAAAAAAALA/Ozhs3-lbeFY/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317850230247138578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczMm_acJRI/AAAAAAAAALA/Ozhs3-lbeFY/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Vian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczMGD-kTpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oS_IqwvBP3Q/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317849664536727186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczMGD-kTpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oS_IqwvBP3Q/s320/Image097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My best buddies!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczLRWV3P5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/j-eWgeAhwK4/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317848758933208978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczLRWV3P5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/j-eWgeAhwK4/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like I'm karate chopping my head (which I'm not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczLBaO5N6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/di4w7FJqp-Y/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317848485099812770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczLBaO5N6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/di4w7FJqp-Y/s320/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blue society...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczKFDxJrsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gAfnt_sfUGE/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317847448277331650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczKFDxJrsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gAfnt_sfUGE/s320/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dalang behind this... And I LOVE her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczJpoVhIiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HIp9NlAjbag/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317846977057202722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczJpoVhIiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HIp9NlAjbag/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks angry... hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday was my b'day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The whole class celebrated wif me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha... I'm so touched... They bought me a cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And we used sivik period to celebrate... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank you everyone 4 making my day so special... I love averyone of u... 4C Is the BEST!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jia Ling got her wish... This is definitely the most unforgetable day of my life... I thank everyone who has made it real.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Actually I haven't exactly finished my wish, cuz many ppl looked too eager to eat d cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So... here is my complete wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I wish dat 4C will always remain active (even hyper) and full of life... All 4C members will help each other no matter wat... Will love each other like family... Becuz we have the best if we have each other... And lastly.... I LOVE U, WHACKY PPL OF 4C!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; want to thank everyone hu wished me happy b'day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I got a list: Liew Chien (very punctual), Jia Ling, Sharine, Lui Jieng, Ming Wei, Mei Yan, Celine, Wei Wah, Yew Jin, everyone in 4c, Boon Ying, Jing Jing, Stella, Bobo, Emay... N a few more I seriously can't remeber... Thanks guys!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; I'm sorry if I 4got ur b'days.... I wish u all now... HAPPY B'DAY EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;_end_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7638932079642238366?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7638932079642238366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7638932079642238366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7638932079642238366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7638932079642238366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-16.html' title='#Sweet 16# ^^'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SczVqiPWIYI/AAAAAAAAANg/PjOddhDcp58/s72-c/Image094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-1505355757752831718</id><published>2009-03-21T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:01:04.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sshhh... lisTen.......</title><content type='html'>This song on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN to the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait 4 it to load finish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN.......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can make you cry.....&lt;br /&gt;If u were me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longer version: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQME-ChSwNM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQME-ChSwNM&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/5095576506816595669-1505355757752831718?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1505355757752831718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=1505355757752831718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/1505355757752831718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/1505355757752831718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/03/sshhh-listen_21.html' title='sshhh... lisTen.......'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7513506690982958761</id><published>2009-03-21T00:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:20:16.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gosh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I fell sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Very sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;During the holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dang.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spent 1 whole day writhing in pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My head didn belong to me anymore... It felt like someone was trying to nail me on the inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Every time I walked, my head hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel hopelessly sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Luckily Liew Chien ''visited'' me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The suasana in aunty's house was so heavy, it was like I died....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And den she came, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My princess in green armour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She came in spite of the 10 million virus in my room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She risked her life.... for me.... wahaha... o-kay, too much drama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I juz wanna thank u Go Liew Chien 4 spending some time with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eventhough it was unhealthy 4 u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really appreciate it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gosh!!! I love you soooo much gal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p/s: I didn die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__end___&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7513506690982958761?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7513506690982958761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7513506690982958761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7513506690982958761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7513506690982958761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh.html' title='Gosh!!!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-9132071367497705287</id><published>2009-03-16T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:21:32.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusun Eco Resort!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8vpzbgWEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rfGyseRn1SU/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314018480547190850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8vpzbgWEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rfGyseRn1SU/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; opens in d morn, closes in the evening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8u4b2YL5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ZPJIx-xASnI/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314017632403861394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8u4b2YL5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ZPJIx-xASnI/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8uadsG9AI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kOgLtqwF14A/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314017117501584386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8uadsG9AI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kOgLtqwF14A/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; scary!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8uCpVR6YI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/m69cWZmmKiI/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314016708310198658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8uCpVR6YI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/m69cWZmmKiI/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vandels wif a sense of humour....hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8ttaS5i1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/QKoBp1y2LjQ/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314016343496428370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8ttaS5i1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/QKoBp1y2LjQ/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sisters!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8tNi-ZrwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FUU_L_pZihU/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314015796070559490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8tNi-ZrwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FUU_L_pZihU/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our meeting place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8suAtrdYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-85FuStzJJc/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314015254297671042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8suAtrdYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-85FuStzJJc/s320/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me n teddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8sQKszUaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mpFt9LrS4gg/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314014741582270882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8sQKszUaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mpFt9LrS4gg/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me n june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8r8IjLIII/AAAAAAAAAIo/ItMJZEs5mTo/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314014397407633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8r8IjLIII/AAAAAAAAAIo/ItMJZEs5mTo/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; weee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8rXh9cxdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mqxxniz9VsE/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314013768573568466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8rXh9cxdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mqxxniz9VsE/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8rBwIJgMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FEc7rjyy-_w/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314013394419417282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8rBwIJgMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FEc7rjyy-_w/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8qv55BwVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/trSzdotDkjg/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314013087802704210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8qv55BwVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/trSzdotDkjg/s320/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8qJFummdI/AAAAAAAAAII/GaFrCEAwNE0/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314012420965308882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8qJFummdI/AAAAAAAAAII/GaFrCEAwNE0/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my room mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8pSlEBDFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_0FNxy05Ey0/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314011484483816530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8pSlEBDFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_0FNxy05Ey0/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8oi2NpeeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XKf8x_O8Ba0/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314010664453896674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8oi2NpeeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XKf8x_O8Ba0/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jambatan tergantung... can see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8oToqPSsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/MBn3S264Qm4/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314010403117681346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8oToqPSsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/MBn3S264Qm4/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the high chalets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8nNuIPmZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/r2l4KK_sqdo/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314009201994865042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8nNuIPmZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/r2l4KK_sqdo/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ''swimming pool''.... it really is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8nEQ-e9eI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vZIjT0w816U/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314009039550477794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8nEQ-e9eI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vZIjT0w816U/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8myxPUipI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9wsCZ-73h2g/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314008738973387410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8myxPUipI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9wsCZ-73h2g/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the canteen, we had to take shoes off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8lsBppFaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LtLiJAIPYIM/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314007523608040866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8lsBppFaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LtLiJAIPYIM/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;upon arrival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jus came bac from the youth outing in Bentong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dun noe how to describe it... It was kinda like a terrible-fun-scary-memoriable experience....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;There were a lot of activities... The 1st one was rafting.. The guide gave us 8 long bamboos n 3 short bamboos n a few big plastic tumblers... We were supposed to build our own raft with dat stuff... Haha... It was definitely hard work, none of us in our team has ever built a raft b4... But finally we finished it... A frgile looking object called -the raft... With a lot of help from the guide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We had to test it in the waters... I sat in the middle and couldn't stop screaming bcuz I thought it was going to overturn... But luckily it was quite stable n we sorta drifted around. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The next activity was on the 2nd day... Which was the obstacle course... It was tough n used every muscle in my fat body... It was very high above the ground too, n I was absolutely terrified... But I forced my self to finish every obstacle bcuz I needed to overcome my fear of heghts... Every time I was high up, my kaki turned in jelly n was utterly useless... But with much screaming n shouting, I finished everthing!!! Yay!!! The last obstacle course was quite lame n stupid, we had to crawl, I repeat-CRAWL... under a very low BARBED wire on MUD WATER which level was quite high... Yuck!!! All of the guys wanted to be macho n everone crawled over... But the girls was pettrified juz looking at the colour of the water... haha... Bro Ho started scolding everyone hu didn wanted to go over... Not many ppl were encouraged... I was hesitant cuz I didn have any baju to wear anymore... Anyway, wat the heck, I crawled over... It was as disgusting as it looked... My baju n trackbottom was all muddy n smelly... yyyeeee.... But nothing a freezing cold bath can't take care of... Dat bath was really well earned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In the evening was the flying fox... WEEEEE!!!!! juz 1 word-SYOK!!! But b4 we could reach the flying fox station, we needed to cross a very long n very high jambatan gantung... The terror was inmaginable. (I'm afraid of heights)... I dare not look down the whole time...I was busy trying not to die... When I reached the middle of the jambatan, suddenly wind started blowing... AAAAAA!!!! All of us screamed... It was SCARY!!! dun play play, we had to balance ourselves on onli 3 lines... My lags were shaking so bad, it's a miracle I'm still alive... Finally we reached d station. We had to put on safety jacket n a VERY smelly helmet... D smell was disgusting n made me wanna puke... Me n my sis were the first of the first batch to play the flying fox... After straping ourself on, we were asked to walk down to steps... which dissapeared n left a cliff... After walking down until we can go no further without starting to slide, I was very nervous n didn noe wat to do... Den things happened very quickly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no. 1: My body was starting to slide 4ward.&lt;br /&gt;no. 2: My feet were no longer touching the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no. 3: Both of us were screaming... AAAAAAAAAAAA................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hahahaha.... 1 word again -SYOK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well, the last activity was the night walk which sounded really spooky... If u thik dat it was jus like a stroll in the park in the dark, u r dead wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We had to CLIMB up steep n slippery slops, b4 going down many tebing curam... N we had to be careful not to kill ourselves if we tripped the uncountable akar pokok dat were jutting out... N the guide warned us not to say words like hantu, harimau, n he said dat n matter wat happens or wat we see, juz keep going~ Every group had only a candle... N we cannot on our torch lights until we were told to... At 1st it was ok, cuz the path was quite easy, den after a while, it bcame ver steep n dark... N I thought I heard someone crying... I hope I heard wrong.......... We had to walk n climb quite fast to keep up... N it was REALLY dangerous... I'm not kidding... The path was so steep (bout 80 degrees), we had to hold to the ropes to get down... N the floor was muddy n slippery... After walking, climbing, sliding, slipping n tripping for 2 hours, we finaly made it out alive... whew... It was definitely a special experience, but I wouldn't go the 2nd time... NO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, the outing was full of mixed fillings, (mainly bcuz I was afraid of heights) but it was quite fun n not bad... I would definitely encourage u guys to go... especially the night walk~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Muahahahaha.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-9132071367497705287?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9132071367497705287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=9132071367497705287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/9132071367497705287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/9132071367497705287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/03/dusun-eco-resort.html' title='Dusun Eco Resort!!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/Sb8vpzbgWEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rfGyseRn1SU/s72-c/Image070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4371554228331709301</id><published>2009-03-06T01:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:18:04.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special request!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbDuZRBpwuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tYiO3O8XuzA/s1600-h/DSC05716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310006078504288994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbDuZRBpwuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tYiO3O8XuzA/s320/DSC05716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Celine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This foto is a special request of Celine Ting Kwuong Lin. She black mailed me to put this in... Haha... I'm joking, Celine, dun kill me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to show u my umm.... ..... sincerity, I will write something in my blog to honour u... (p/s: she's still alive n kicking..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Celine is a little pretty-not-so-innocent girl... haha... She was my training buddy at the 1 month training... According to her blog, she loves chcolate n marshmellows... Her english is terrible----ly good... N she dislikes chinese.. *high 5*... She is NOT fat as she always claim herself to be... She has this cute little laugh which goes like this: haha-snort..hahaha-snort...... (p/s: another lame joke, dun kill me) She pulled off my blanket when I sleep next to her n left me to die of the cold... haha... (another thing she didn noe)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She lives in PJ n is VERY not poor.... She owns this 3-storey house n 5 cars... When I went to her house, I was like: WOW... this is unreal.... she has this silky slippery blanket which I nearly fell off while sitting on it... N, she beats me at all the card games, escpecially chor dai dee...&lt;br /&gt;OMG, she won every round... At first, we were betting on sweets.. The person who lost has to gif the winner 2 sweets... I lost about 30++ eventually.. Gosh, talk about loser... So we decided to bet off something else b4 I lost my poor last single sweet. We took loads of accesessories out like hairclips, a hideous hairband n a dozen of watches, the person who lose must clip, wear something on themselves... N eventually again, both of my hands were full of barbie watches... Haha... Luckily, she lost too n had to wear two hideous hairbands at her hand, n one on her head, and many clips on her hair... wahaha.... I dun need to say how funny both of us looked, cuz only we noe how ridiculous we looked... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lastly, I made a poem 4 u Celine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u say that you are fat,&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but call you mad,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you are so pretty n so slim,&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder how u can be so thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are fighting a spiritual war,&lt;br /&gt;Supporting each other, never fall,&lt;br /&gt;N wif Rachel by our side,&lt;br /&gt;We have the hyper might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like 3 musketeers,&lt;br /&gt;Actually more like the 3 blind mice,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we laugh until our tears,&lt;br /&gt;Leave us feeling all fuzzy n nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4371554228331709301?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4371554228331709301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4371554228331709301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4371554228331709301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4371554228331709301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-request.html' title='Special request!!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbDuZRBpwuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tYiO3O8XuzA/s72-c/DSC05716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7021880155970776544</id><published>2009-02-27T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:25:10.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat happened... on test day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;My test was just over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thank God, seriously... I 4got how it was like to study 4 a test... I made my already big head bigger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I duno which moron actually invented the whole "form 4 is honeymoon year" thing. I really want to kick that person's as*. Did that person really think form 4 can be close to anything called a honeymoon year?? Honeymoons are supposed to be romantic, relaxing, carefree....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Reality check.. He-looo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In form 4, we have A LOT of additional subjects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Most of the subjects we haven't seen or studied in our lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There's this sucker called ADD MATHS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;All the subjects definitely got harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm not complaining, but hu seriously thought that form 4 is honeymoon year must wake up immediately... It's more like labour year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyhow, I didn study until the LAST second... So I canot cover everything... But luckily I can do most of the questions. Those questions which I can't, there's this thing called paying back... It works as simply as this: If a person asks me a question, then I provide an answer. When I asks, he must pay back... Jus as simple as that. But technically, he was kinda copying all of my answers. Fortunately of cuz not bulat-bulat... and unfortunately, I chose the wrong partner, he was emptier than me, he didn study n I can't even trust his answers... Ish~ So technically, I didn meniru ecxept in 1 subject... thanks to someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The 3 science papers were ok, except physics... I think teacher will vomit blood when he marks my paper... N there will be a streak of dried blood on my answer sheet... I seriously suck at calculations since last year... acceleration, displacement, velocity.... Yikes!!! I think when I was born, the doctor told my mum :" ma'am, ur daughter will suck at physics by the look on her face, pls try not to kill her when she does..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Chem n bio I can cope with, it was kinda comforting 4 me to be in control of my papers instead they controlling me... But, I must not say too much until I see my marks... I think I will not score an A.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D maths family- modern maths n add maths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Modern maths was quite easy, my teacher was smiling like the alice in the wonderland cat (wateva it's name was)... She said "good"... Well, I guess it's a good sign to other ppl, but I still need to worry in order to be safe... I hate feeling dissapointed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Add maths on the other hand.... I dunid to think at all, bcuz I noe I WILL FAIL!!! The FAIL word is screaming loud n proud... I juz have to brace myself n how badly I failed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Languages: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well, it was definitely better than the rest, bcuz of the English paper... btw, I'm not taking chinese... WAHAHAHAHAHA.... It was a memorable experience watching ppl taking chinese while I sit back, relax n read my storybook... HAHA... It's soooo cool, I've been hoping 4 this day to come.... I think the doctor also told my mum:" And ma'am, ur daughter is sensitive to chinese words, she will get a migrane if she reads too much chinese, so I advice u to teach her english if u want a normal child..." Well, my mum n dad knew no chinese... So after going to standard 1, I had to painfully learn every word n teach them when I come home... The weird thing is, I speak chinese to my mum since standard 2, and she replies in english... Once u learn chinese, it just sticks to ur head, n u find it the easiest to communicate with other ppl... Although chinese rocks, but chinese words is a totally different matter... I can't cope with chinese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well, the subject I tiru-ed is: still a secret in case someone hu is not supposed to read this IS reading this... Ya'll understand rite?? hehe... Anyway, it was so easy to tiru when the singing teacher was the penjaga in our class... U could practically wave the answers in front of him n he will be too busy to notice... Wat an idiot... N he keeps on saying, "children, I can see wat u are doing, dun think I canot see, It's just a test, y stress urself? I u duno then leave it.." Is he thinking properly?? Ppl in the 1st class dun BLANK an answer unless they dun have anymore time... Jeez... The whole class despises him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Actually, the whole reason I study my bis head off is bcuz of my mum, she's expecting me to surprise her with a full row of A's... Hu am I kiddin, it's imposible!!! The night after the test, she  called me n told me dat it's OK I do badly in my 1st test... I didn noe wat to think... Well, at least she won't dream of the unreachable A's anymore, but I duwan to suck too badly, cuz I duwan to see her dissapointed of me... again.... no stress....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;All ends quite well, except 4 add maths (I HATE U ADD MATHS!!!) The result I MAY get is most probably:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bio, chem, moral, bm, sj: B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Add maths, physics: C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;English, modern maths: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Conclusion is, I will suck at this test.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7021880155970776544?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7021880155970776544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7021880155970776544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7021880155970776544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7021880155970776544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/wat-happened-on-test-day.html' title='Wat happened... on test day...'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4776184965809044025</id><published>2009-02-09T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:53:19.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bola jaring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI8WE5MsGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tUpJjZeS0WI/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301366061336932450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI8WE5MsGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tUpJjZeS0WI/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Da place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI8J1HX4DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/w20wO832kqI/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301365850942988338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI8J1HX4DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/w20wO832kqI/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Atiqah n Fatin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI7iulLrLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W5qozr950wE/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301365179174071474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI7iulLrLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W5qozr950wE/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI6uUIh8vI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zxY3zDmAXWg/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301364278721377010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI6uUIh8vI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zxY3zDmAXWg/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camera shy (tipu punye la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI5veb4kKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WG82IJYaqls/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301363199155146914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI5veb4kKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WG82IJYaqls/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahoy there, captain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI3rKJRPtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xSdUz3Dj9CI/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301360925965631186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI3rKJRPtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xSdUz3Dj9CI/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yee Wah, Yi Yin, Shun Gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI3OI4mutI/AAAAAAAAAFY/88L1I4Tg-dc/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301360427411094226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI3OI4mutI/AAAAAAAAAFY/88L1I4Tg-dc/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hui Ching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI23dKirZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hfU-5kULuzA/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301360037718044050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI23dKirZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hfU-5kULuzA/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Pn. Ng..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI11iqxvSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_jClsC8dNp8/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301358905324059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI11iqxvSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_jClsC8dNp8/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yikes.. nampak kaki ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI1i99zMRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ulw9u9bA3jg/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301358586234089746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI1i99zMRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ulw9u9bA3jg/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty ladies minus me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI1HvHD2XI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0r_ezW44TKo/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301358118389930354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI1HvHD2XI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0r_ezW44TKo/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We rock....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI0tTpEIBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VNwFVcgAVRY/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301357664339763218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI0tTpEIBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VNwFVcgAVRY/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I went 4 d bola jaring competition at someplace near panglima perang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haha... I was feeling excited n nauseated (as usual)... But I was pumped out n ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st match was against Sri Damai (I think)... Well, we were doing quite well... We won, I think it was 11-1... After dat match, we were sweating like mad... But unfortunately, we had to wait for another 1 n half hours b4 our 2nd match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fact no. 1: After sweating out, do NOT immediately rest and let ur sweat dry... Dat was our 1st mistake... After dat, we weren't in d mood to continue... Plus we were extremely tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fact no. 2: Put SUNBLOCK!!! another stupid mistake I made... D sun was scorching us alive... I think if I stayed a little longer there, I can eat myself... D concequences of dis mistake is SUNBURN.. which will result to dark skin... Ishh.... Burned jelly.. YUCK~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Next match was against Seri Mahkota... They were better den d 1st 1... But fortunately we won... 7-4 I guess... By dat time we were completely worn out... All of us were tired and after having our lunch, we just hope we can slp.... Haha... Like pigs... Eat till full dy den wanna slp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The 3rd match was 1 n half hours away... We entertained ourselves by listening to songs n slping on other ppl's bag... boring~ When it was time 4 our 3rd match, half of us were already in slumberland... I secretly hope dat we dun need to compete anymore... The adreline rush really can wipe u out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Under such exhausting circumstances it was not hard 4 us to lose... SPBSI beat us to 7-4 I think... damn... really frustrating... So we had to go on Wednesday 4 another match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2day went for another match, teacher said if we lost dis match, we are disqualified... no pressure... So guess wat... We LOST!!! All thanks to d stupid referee hu only sees our team foul... We were like getiing fouls 4 times in a row... idot... Watever... we lost. I'll just have to deal with this fact and a few new bruises... All thx to dat GA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gud thing no.1: I get to skip skool....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gud thing no. 2: I get to read Harry Potter n the deathly hallows....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad thing no.1: I canot catch up an my studies anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad thing no. 2: I'm black n burned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad Thing no. 3: My test is seriously near...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion: I'm screwed...................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;_end_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4776184965809044025?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4776184965809044025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4776184965809044025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4776184965809044025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4776184965809044025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/bola-jaring.html' title='Bola jaring'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SZI8WE5MsGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tUpJjZeS0WI/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-9213532955720099211</id><published>2009-02-06T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T03:02:44.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skool skool skool....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life is starting to get busier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Teachers give tonnes of skool homework n I think they secretly hope 4 us to break under the pressure n die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And of cuz... The killer subject... ADD MATHS!!! (thunder n lightning flashes at the background)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I duno hu created add maths... But I sure do noe hu hates him or her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wat is that person's problem???? Why make life so difficult and complicated wif add maths???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's making my cute little innocent mind think like psycopath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;According to miss Phua, my add maths teacher, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kebaikan-kebaikan belajar add maths:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) Apparently, we can cross the road faster... Wat the heck??? I dun mind if I cross slower, all that matters is my safety!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) It will help us to think faster.... Erm... okay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) Unfortunately, I can't think of a third......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyway, other subjects are still ok I guess... But the amount of homework is absolutely frightening... Some one should sue the teachers 4 giving us so much homework!! It's student abuse I tell u... Skool is not dat depressing anymore (for the moment)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N the person sitting next to me is absolutely a joke cracker... I can laugh my as* off if Im not careful, I've seldom seen ppl hu can crack wise-as* jokes... Wahaha... Terrrrific!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I also have many skool kokorikulum activities... Actually I enjoy doing them... Playing bola jaring makes me feel like a normal carefree human being... I seriously need to work out, I've grown fatter during the chinese new year... haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everything is going back to normal... I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm starting to feel normal again.... Thank God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_end_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-9213532955720099211?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9213532955720099211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=9213532955720099211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/9213532955720099211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/9213532955720099211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/skool-skool-skool.html' title='Skool skool skool....'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-4120404159820446115</id><published>2009-01-16T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:46:18.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Depths of Deppression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today... Skool was depressing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It started after recess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Depression was slowly creeping me... The stress of the previous days finally caught up to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The pressure was almost unbearable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I look around me... I can see many ppl so happy, my turmoil oblivious to everyone around me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They laugh, they scream, they talk, they all seem unaffected by stress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Or maybe they are just good at hiding it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It seems like a very long time since I was bothered by stress... I coped very well last year considering leaving home n stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But it caught up wif me... Now Im entangled by it's horrible pressure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can hardly breathe freely.... Im scared I'm gona crack under the pressure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nobody was there to save me from the bottomless pit of depression..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I remember once I told  someone how....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess she 4got... Dat's the problem... Ppl tend to 4get... It creates many problem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Den, I look at the person sitting next to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think to myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Can she feel my depressing aura?? She keeps looking at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wanting to srike up a conversation... Not noeing how....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Under normal circumstances, it won't be a problem 4 me to talk to anyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But not 2day.... Today I'm juz too tired... I can hardly breathe properly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I feel a bit guilty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This world is not cruel and hard.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's juz not as beautiful as we want it to be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sometimes.... We need to cry once in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Emotion is something we canot avoid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Even if we do overcome it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It will catch up with us someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;N tear us apart slowly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We cannot blame ppl 4 not understanding us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Maybe we dun wan them too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Maybe we jus weren't clear enuf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Things happen 4 a reason...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We juz need to accept it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If we can't change things to make it wat we want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we jus need to let it go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I look at my watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It stopped at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11.05...&lt;/span&gt; The bell rings 4 the last time for the day... I pack my stuffs n leave....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-4120404159820446115?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4120404159820446115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=4120404159820446115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4120404159820446115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/4120404159820446115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/01/depths-of-deppression.html' title='The Depths of Deppression'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-6759554029525762257</id><published>2009-01-10T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:00:04.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st week of skool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The first week of skool was not utterly horrible.. (Thank God)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's been a kinda busy week... Actually it's not, I juz 4got dat skl life is this hectic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway, as we all noe, during our form 4, there are some new subjects:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1) chemistry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;    The teacher teaching us have absoutely no clue of wat chemistry is.... Suring class, sh juz talks to herself and asks us to copy notes... N the chemistry lab is soooo smelly, it smells of paint and poo...Yuck!! I hope we dun die of lung cancer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chem teacher: *N* itu apa?? Saya tak tau... (Wat the heck????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;2) bio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;   The teacher teaching us bio is our form teacher... She is quite young n kinda destroyed our confidence the 1st time she stepped into ur class... Cuz she wouldn't speak eng.. N as all of us noe, our bio syllabus IS in eng... anyway, she didn turned out to be sooooo bad. We were kinda expecting something which is not english coming out from her mouth... Well, it's not too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) add maths:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;    The teacher really reaaally loves to talk man. Oh my Gosh.... She can say about anything under the sun.. Well, on the bright side, wat she says is quite interesting.... N no one died of boredom.. So I guess it OK... Let's jus hope she says wat she's supposed to say during the lessons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;4) fiziks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;   The teacher belum masuk class yet. So I guess i can't say anything bout him... But I heard he's quite good.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Well, the 1st few days were quite hectic, many ppl wanted to change classes... One of them was so desperate she even cried. Anyway, it's the second week... N I blive that everything will go back to normal soon.... I hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-6759554029525762257?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6759554029525762257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=6759554029525762257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6759554029525762257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6759554029525762257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-week-of-skool.html' title='The 1st week of skool'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-3184357716569766229</id><published>2008-12-25T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T05:38:46.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone...&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!!! Actually, I've been back 4 a seriously long time... But I didn have the tiniest chance to on9 due to some complications... So now oni jadi update my blog...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I dun really have chance to write much now... So I'll juz write briefly...&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion is:&lt;br /&gt;The training was absolutely definitely fantastic.... N I met many ppl n we had crazy fun 2gether..&lt;br /&gt;List of things I miss:&lt;br /&gt;1) Celine!!&lt;br /&gt;2) Rachelangelo!! (haha)&lt;br /&gt;3) My roommates&lt;br /&gt;4) The serving one's (except 1, u noe hu)&lt;br /&gt;5) The nites&lt;br /&gt;6) The everyday suasana (eventhough a bit boring but I like it)&lt;br /&gt;5) The food (especially barley and soya)&lt;br /&gt;6) N of cuz all the 14-16 years old sisters!!! (I LUV YOU GUYS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the fotos are in my friendster profile.. Go check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go... gonna write more next time... I guess I'll juz promise it to myself... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-3184357716569766229?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3184357716569766229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=3184357716569766229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3184357716569766229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3184357716569766229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-3109545209048655012</id><published>2008-11-14T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:54:14.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month... Feel nothing, miss nothing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Everybody was asking me The ULTIMATE question:&lt;br /&gt;''What r ur plans during holidays?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ppl hu did asked me: Pn. Chiam, Edwin, n loads of ppl I 4got...&lt;br /&gt;And I didn give a very clear answer... So now I'm gonna tell u ''Guys, I'm going away for 1 month for a training..'' Satisfied?? No?? Not my problem I guess... And by the way dun miss call or sms me during this period... I'm not allowed to use my fone... Haha.. So if u wanna ask something, wait until 15 dec 2008... I will be back (unless my plane crashes and I burn to death or drown in the south china sea...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So, I guess I should be missing my frens and stuffs... But,,,,, I guess it's just not worth it... I'm such a nobody dat if I pindah, they won't even notice I'm gone.... Well, maybe not so serious... But I guess NOONE is gonna miss me this month, maybe except my shoes... N my parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Soo, even if u do miss me (due to too much medication..).. U could let me noe, maybe I will consider the whole I-won't-miss-anything-or-anyone thing... But I definately will miss my family.... N junkfood.... N carbonated drinks... As u can clearly see, I'm missing non-living things (except my family)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sooo, wat I'm trying to say is.... I Will miss my frens.... HAHA... It's soo confusing that I myself is confused... LOL... Well, if I miss everybody sooo badly, it will only ruin everything, don't u think so?? So, the last conclusion is... I'm TRYING very hard not to miss everthing... Get it?? Sorry to confused the readers... haha... But I will oso miss my blog... I consider it a part of my daily routine now... So... BYE (for 1 month oni, no need get so emotional jane)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And btw, I won't be updating my blog for 1 m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;onth... And when I do, it will be full of cobwebs n stink... Hehe... so once again, Bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;_end_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-3109545209048655012?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3109545209048655012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=3109545209048655012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3109545209048655012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3109545209048655012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-month-feel-nothing-miss-nothing.html' title='1 month... Feel nothing, miss nothing...'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-2541556863774132790</id><published>2008-11-11T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:22:33.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Out KOPERASI !!! Here I come!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1Zt9X1BI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LsQTRIr_1uI/s1600-h/DSC05116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1Zt9X1BI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LsQTRIr_1uI/s320/DSC05116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267651798857405458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Before unpacking, doesn't seem much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1QgK3JmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w5o7Hx4aZCg/s1600-h/DSC05122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1QgK3JmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w5o7Hx4aZCg/s320/DSC05122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267651640537065058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After unpacking... check it out..... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1AhO8saI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w4GKworE2LY/s1600-h/DSC05121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1AhO8saI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w4GKworE2LY/s320/DSC05121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267651365944734114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Up view... Jus look at the FOOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp0zSfoT0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/gJ_eqtQ2grk/s1600-h/DSC05120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp0zSfoT0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/gJ_eqtQ2grk/s320/DSC05120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267651138649870146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Count the drinks!!! hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp0oGJg23I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZCn0Ds5im9c/s1600-h/DSC05119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp0oGJg23I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZCn0Ds5im9c/s320/DSC05119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267650946357320562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               RM69 worth of junk food man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp0Yeo2y9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/arSoE0DW21U/s1600-h/DSC05117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp0Yeo2y9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/arSoE0DW21U/s320/DSC05117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267650678053325778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Wahaha... dat's wat I'm talking about!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2day was d last day I'm going to skool... I had RM45 worth of coupon which was going to expire the day after tmrw... N I juz couldn't let it go waste!!! I did ask a few ppl to go... But being their usual lazy self... They can't be bothered (so wat??)... 1 of them even 4got how to 6am in the mornin... dasyat!! Anyway... I knew it was no use pleading them... Eventhough I did try very hard... But it was a waste ofeffort... I was the only 1 stupid enough to go anyway (think of the coupon!!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So, at skool, luckily there was no perhimpunan thanks to monsoon season... The perhimpunan place was all wet and it was drizzling... Soo, I went to hide at the toilet (Lamest choice, but, wat other choices do I have??)... I waited till all the candidates taking their exam went into the hall, then only I came out... But, I did not noe where to go... PJK room was locked, bengkel was closed too, Besides the place to use my coupon was still closed... And I was like an insane person wandering aimlessly in the skool compound.... So, I waited n waited, n waited n waited.... N when the boredom was unbearable, my savior appeared... PN. TOO!!! She told me that the library was opened.... YaY!!! If I walked around for another 10 more minutes, I would break down n scream till my lungs burst, n that won't be a pretty sight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;D library was empty, except for 1 indian boy readin newspaper... N it was kinda spooky, cuz the lights behind were off... So I was in the library until 9 something, then my stomach started growling.. Uh-oh... Not a good sign... I get angry n pissed of very easily when I'm hungry.... So, I went down to the canteen to eat... N they still haven't change d menu... Well, wat did I expect?? Shark fin's soup n abalone?? After eating, I went to check out the kedai buku, it's still closed (Haiyo, akak,bila nak buka??) ... So I went back to resume my reading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;After 1 hour, I went down again to check on the kedai buku... Well, I still see the padlock, so I guess it's closed... Ish, so frustrating..... Then, I webt to find Pn. Chiam... But, she was busy talking wif another teacher, I passed her office many times, n I was starting to look like a stalker... So, wat can I do but to go back to the library...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Things I found out there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1) The library teacher was actually very kind n soft-spoken, not the man-eater I thought she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;was... ( I was quite paranoid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;2) The librarians in duty dun come till 8 something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3) during SPM n STPM, the library is empty... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4) there was a librarian hu could finish the rubik's cube very fast... (After finishing, he boasted in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a loud voice, so I looked up and saw the cube...) LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;5) the indian boy may not be human bcuz he stayed in the library all the time n didn move a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;muscle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;After finishing 2 books, I went to check on the kedai buku, by that time it was already 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;something... Haiz, still not open... So I went to stalk, I mean cari Pn. Chiam... N guess wat, she wasn't in her office... AARGH!!!! I felt like hitting someone... (oops, sorry, no violence...) I met a KH teacher, she was one of the judges in the cooking competition... She looked surprised to see me, den she asked me to get my coupons from the bengkel... (was she thinking of using my coupon??)... So, I went n claimed my prize, which was another coupon... WOW!! RM8 for one person... N I had three to give to my frens (which I can't see anymore)... Dat means I have RM69 worth coupon... hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And I went to check on the kedai buku again... (btw, it is d place to redeem stuffs wif coupon..) I already promised to redeem some stuffs for my sis... OMG!! it was still closed... Dat means I can't use the coupons?? That means me coming to skool all alone n looking like an insane person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;was all a waste?? OH dear.... Now I really wanna hit someone.. hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But I remembered the teacher telling me bout redeeming items at the koperasi... Well, I decided to try my luck... No harm done... And the boy tugas-ing said I COULD use my coupons there... WOOOO-HOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I wanna hug some one!!! (I'm not a sane-mind-person)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But, suddenly I thought of wat I could redeem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The things I could redeem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1) Soft drinks (cans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2) More soft drinks (bottles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3) snacks (gigabytes n some biscuits..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4) Some more drinks (packets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5) PJ shirt for my sis n fail peribadi n other stuffs she needs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;6) lencana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7) Soft drinks (again..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Wow... the whole place was bursting wif carbonated fluid... So the kind boy did recommended some things for me to redeem.. N I thank him for that.... Things I redeemed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1) 2 cans, 7 bottles, 12 packets of  drinks ( I could practically drown in them..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;2) 2 packets of gigabytes (chocolate n strawberry.. hehe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;3) biscuits n snacks from munchy's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;4) 6 lencana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;5) stuffs my sis need after her transfer to Air Putih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And so, after hours of  counting and adding and plussing and timing,  we finally berjaya use up RM69... whew... The boy n his frens were more nervous then me.. haha... I saw his hand shaking.. N I don'y blame him... It was probably the biggest buisness he has ever done... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So I went out the skool wif many plastic bags in my hand... N I looked like I jst came back from the biggest shopping spree in the country... Ppl were casting weird glances at me... haha... I dun care.. As long as there's food, there's me.... wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, I went back and unpacked the stuffs I got... N I took a few pictures... N I was very proud n satisfied of my self, duno y... (my mind is still not very stable...) So check out the fotos!!! wahaha.. dun envy me... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__end__&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-2541556863774132790?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2541556863774132790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=2541556863774132790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/2541556863774132790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/2541556863774132790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/watch-out-koperasi-here-i-come.html' title='Watch Out KOPERASI !!! Here I come!!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRp1Zt9X1BI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LsQTRIr_1uI/s72-c/DSC05116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-3548752549590648008</id><published>2008-11-06T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:52:22.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmN9ZT3OLI/AAAAAAAAADg/FyKdTJxGzpE/s1600-h/DSC05095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmN9ZT3OLI/AAAAAAAAADg/FyKdTJxGzpE/s320/DSC05095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267397325092239538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Yee Peng, Siaw Wei, me n Shi Teng... YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmNLhgv6AI/AAAAAAAAADY/MqZkLD8UqnA/s1600-h/DSC05094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmNLhgv6AI/AAAAAAAAADY/MqZkLD8UqnA/s320/DSC05094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267396468300310530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Stairs outside.... hoho.....^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmM991wrOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/07kNhvRvTO8/s1600-h/DSC05092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmM991wrOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/07kNhvRvTO8/s320/DSC05092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267396235386465506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Candid shot... hehe... see d 2 person at d left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmMvSQlKLI/AAAAAAAAADI/meg7KdKRS8Q/s1600-h/DSC05091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmMvSQlKLI/AAAAAAAAADI/meg7KdKRS8Q/s320/DSC05091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267395983169628338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Siaw Wei, Shi Teng, Yee Peng n Boon Kee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmMgh92ulI/AAAAAAAAADA/ml0rh-QN6HA/s1600-h/DSC05089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmMgh92ulI/AAAAAAAAADA/ml0rh-QN6HA/s320/DSC05089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267395729688017490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Chat chat outside... waaa... I see a hp.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmMMq8b4CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_TI8qjseDYk/s1600-h/DSC05088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmMMq8b4CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_TI8qjseDYk/s320/DSC05088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267395388500598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Papan notis outside.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmL_Q5EN_I/AAAAAAAAACw/HGL8q9BQReI/s1600-h/DSC05087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmL_Q5EN_I/AAAAAAAAACw/HGL8q9BQReI/s320/DSC05087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267395158168844274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      I miss dis place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmL037nasI/AAAAAAAAACo/L7z0YDEQHhY/s1600-h/DSC05085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmL037nasI/AAAAAAAAACo/L7z0YDEQHhY/s320/DSC05085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267394979669961410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Boon BOon... jia jia de.... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmLpRQArFI/AAAAAAAAACg/BOlhVS9bZQI/s1600-h/DSC05084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmLpRQArFI/AAAAAAAAACg/BOlhVS9bZQI/s320/DSC05084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267394780307958866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Shi Teng n Siaw Wei.... wif spooky background..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmLaMN9W5I/AAAAAAAAACY/IvHJHGd52r4/s1600-h/DSC05083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmLaMN9W5I/AAAAAAAAACY/IvHJHGd52r4/s320/DSC05083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267394521259137938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    SpooKy!!! Taken at 5.30pm... wif cheap fone camera... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmLKkUHA4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/8gjtgNHj0w4/s1600-h/DSC05082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmLKkUHA4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/8gjtgNHj0w4/s320/DSC05082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267394252849480578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Rack Book in pusat sumber.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmK22CTziI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ssuhp8VeGYI/s1600-h/DSC05081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmK22CTziI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ssuhp8VeGYI/s320/DSC05081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267393914009275938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        pusat sumber counter in SMKTP..... (wif Yee Peng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKrG4iNZI/AAAAAAAAACA/YnU6-1aVhWs/s1600-h/DSC05080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKrG4iNZI/AAAAAAAAACA/YnU6-1aVhWs/s320/DSC05080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267393712373249426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              ooo... blur... Boon Kee Siaw Wei n Boon Boon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKhy-s_JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ia2_SGHmfpM/s1600-h/DSC05077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKhy-s_JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ia2_SGHmfpM/s320/DSC05077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267393552411589778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Yee Peng n me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKXxeET2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2kujNsBCf0c/s1600-h/DSC05076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKXxeET2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2kujNsBCf0c/s320/DSC05076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267393380207578978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Yee Peng, Shi Teng n me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKHINV29I/AAAAAAAAABo/GHZIZIPOlEM/s1600-h/DSC05074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmKHINV29I/AAAAAAAAABo/GHZIZIPOlEM/s320/DSC05074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267393094253665234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Yay!! Frenz foreva!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmJ84nO2qI/AAAAAAAAABg/rKnJeaZtlL0/s1600-h/DSC05072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmJ84nO2qI/AAAAAAAAABg/rKnJeaZtlL0/s320/DSC05072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267392918268598946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Siaw Wei... haha... syok sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmJw-94EoI/AAAAAAAAABY/JJH1tjqQ-iE/s1600-h/DSC05071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmJw-94EoI/AAAAAAAAABY/JJH1tjqQ-iE/s320/DSC05071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267392713815757442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Boon Kee n Wei Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmJivyhgeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BNu3bjQOpm8/s1600-h/DSC05070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRmJivyhgeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BNu3bjQOpm8/s320/DSC05070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267392469223440866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Yee Peng n Boon Boon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The day before yesterday, I decided to visit my previous school... It was a last minute idea N I didn have anything to wear... ( My black skool shoes were in Kuantan)... Anyway, my fren told me to wear PJ shirt n pants.... So I followed her idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The next morning, I followed my sister to skool, we took the skool bus... It's been quite a long time since I ride dat skool bus... N I still hated every moment of it... The driver doesn't bother about the comfort of his passengers... The bus which had a maximum capasity of 45 people had at least 60 or 70 people!!! N there was this unpleasent smell, perfume smell (which stank), bubblegum smell n sweat smell... Gross!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When we reached skool, I was quite nervous and did not had the slightest idea where to go.... Luckily I found some of my good frens nearby the entrance... They were Zhi Shien, Joanne, Yi Lian n See Xian (I have to list them all out to prove I still remember them)... The 1st person hu saw me was Yi Lian... She gasped and said "Jane Li!"... I was like "duh~ hu else?"... I didn think I had change so much.. had I?? They were saying that I was so thin now ( really??)... N we talked n laughed for a while... Then I asked them where were the others.. They led me to the hall in the new block... I almost fainted... It was full of form 3 students... And then I thought of Air Putih which had the opposite amount... Haha... I greeted some of them and luckily they still rememberd me... And Wai Nee was looking at me like she saw a ghost... (She was gaping at me with her mouth open!!).. Of cuz, I said hello to her n saw Jia Sin sitting all by herself... So I went to talk to her 4 a while... She seemed surprise to see me... But then hu would not?? They hadn't saw me for 10 months... And I missed them all... Every single one of them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Next, I went to find my form 2 form teacher, Pn. Susi... And she said "Jane Li!!" (what else could they say??) "Kamu sudah tinggi lagi!" (Oh no...) haha... at least she still knew hu I was... Then I decided to go to the library... When I opened the library door... Everyone looked at me and shouted "Jane Li!!!" (again) hahaha.... I was sooo glad to see them... All of them was starting to ask questions at the same time... And I was soo blur.... All I got to do was to stand there and looked stupid... After dat, I offered to help them tugas in the library... But, there was nobody in the library except us... And we were like talking, laughing and shouting... Luckily the teacher didn came in or we would get into trouble... hehe... Then me amd my frens Siaw Wei, Shi Teng n Wee Nee decided to eat luch outside the skool... Wee Nee had some family problem n it was quite serious cuz she was crying while she told us... And she used up 10 helai tissue... I didn noe wat to do except comfort her n lend her some more tissue...(Poor thing...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;After we had our lunch, we went back to the library... N they were quite busy preparing 4 the malam PPS (which I canot go, unfortunately...) Well, they did ask me to go... haha... I can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;So, what we did in the library the whole day included this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;taking photos: 40 minutes... (they are crazy...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;singing: duno... (I didn sing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;talking:98%... (haha... when there's Boon Kee, nothing is imposibble!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;laughing: All the time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And I got to tugas at the counter, which is my favourite place to tugas... I duno y I like the counter sooo much.. (haha...) And my frens were squatting behind the counter taking fotos and videos... It was crazy... And we were laughing sooo loud, the students in the library had asked us to keep quiet... HAHA... How ironic... Students asking the librarians to keep quiet in the library...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Everyting was so nice and fun... We were in the library until 5pm... half an hpur b4 we left, we took some more pictures (again)... N some of them were really really syok sendiri (especially Boon Kee..) We took picture behind the book racks, infront the book racks, even outside the library... haha... They really like taking photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And during my trip home, I sat with Siaw Wei in the bus, and being her ususl self (sampat..) She had many gossips for me... haha... So we talked n talked n talked in the bus... I didn realize how much I missed her... until now... She always had the ability to make me laugh no matter what... and I kinda miss someone who knows me for hu I am... Well, things had to move on.. At least I got a chance to meet up wif her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So, I would like to make a list of frens whom i met yesterday... So that I will not 4get...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yi Lain, Zhi Shien, Joanne, See Xian, Pei San, Shi Ling, Guat Sin, Michelle, Wen Dee, Sih Yoong, Jing Wen, Hui Ting, Wai Nee, Jia Sin, Shi Ling, Jia Teng, Boon Kee, Siaw Wei, Wei Xin, Yee Peng, Shi Teng, Edwin, Wee Nee, Pieng Seong, Su Yan, Pei Boon, Gracia n Chia Boon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And to those hu I didn write down, I'm sorry, It's not I've 4got u all... It's juz of my stupid short term memory... I've been thinking very hard, and this is all I remember... Sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I would like to thank ALL my frens for making my trip back so wonderful and unforgettable... N those hu still remembered me, thanks too.... Thank u guys sooo sooo much... I'll never ever 4get u guys!!! 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I mean, how can a person knows y he or she likes or dislikes something?? Hmm... let's see... I started liking this colour when I was about standard 5..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;I told myself dat I must not change my favourite colour anymore... In fact, I sorta promise myself dat green is my one and only favourite colour.... Kind of immature I noe... But I changed my favourite colour soo many times during the last few years, I got tired of changing n decided&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;to stick to only one colour...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;GREEN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66ffff"&gt;I absolutely LOVE this colour... N I don't regret 4 choosing it as my favourite colour... Don't u guys just LOVE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt;?? &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;Well, maybe not as crazily as me, but regard it as a nice colour...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;things I have:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;1&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;watch, 2&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;bags, a pair of&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;slippers, 2&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;rubber bands, 2&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;hairbands, 1&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;pants, 1&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;pencil, 1&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;pen, 5&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;shirts, all the hangers in my cupboard are&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt; 2&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;water bottles, 1&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;earphones n 1 big&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;planet called earth....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;Actually, there are still quite many, n I'm lazy to list them all out... Juz believe me when I say I love this colour... Did you noe dat&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;green &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;is good for our eyes too?? In fact, if u r too stressed out studying, u can look at something green, and instantly, u will feel more relaxed... I'm not kidding (seriously)... N &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;is also the colour of the grass, the trees, the leaves n many of my stuffs...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;I wished I had&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;eyes n can highlight my hair green... Dat would look sooo cool... Haha... Imagine asking my mum for permission to do those.... Imagine the earth without the colour&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;... It would be soo dull, boring n old...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#99ff99"&gt;Green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc66"&gt;represents something fresh, new n full of life... Maybe dat's wat attracts me so much...&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I'm not colour blind... And I can see and appreciate this colour... My frens think I'm nuts n always scold me for liking&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#99ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc66"&gt;sooo much...(wat's their problem?? It's not wrong...)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc66"&gt;And when I go shopping wif them, I buy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#99ff99"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc66"&gt;things.... Haha... Wat?? I'm freaking u out?? Well, at least I have a favourite colour!!! Unlike some of them....&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#99ff99"&gt;GREEN&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc66"&gt;is absolutely fantastic!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;Next time when u wanna buy something for me or ask me wat my favourite colour is... STOP...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;U should noe it... It's&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;GREEN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;!!! N I'm not changing it... Not in a million years.......&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;YaY!! Cheers to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;GREEN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;!!!! ^^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                          __end__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-3352077499655425865?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3352077499655425865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=3352077499655425865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3352077499655425865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/3352077499655425865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/code-green.html' title='Code G.R.E.E.N'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SRFEdWgG74I/AAAAAAAAABI/xFA8ziIirwo/s72-c/green.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-1275516378140525224</id><published>2008-11-04T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T02:55:48.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penjara Penor... NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last night, Wei Wah chat wif ma on MSN... She asked me to ganti her place to the Penjara trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;She said she couldn't go n asked me to go to teman Viek Vian... I gladly agreed...(of cuz, wat else can I do tmrw??)..So, I packed my bags n hoped 4 tmrw to come quickly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In skool... Well, everything was going quite well except that I 4got to tell Miss Big Boss Pn Wong about the fact of me taking Wei Wah's place.... All was well.... UNTIL they ambil nama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Actually I didn noe wat was going to happen actually... I just figured out they would let me go cuz Wei Wah had paid the money 4 the trip... When Mr. Tang called Wei Wah's name... I raised my hand n said I ganti her... The doubt on Mr' Tang's face worried me... " This can't be happening!!" I thought... But it happened anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mr. Tang asked Pn. Wong if I could ganti... BUT, our beloved Pn. Wong said NO.... Oh my God!!! NO???!!!! Then I came to skool 4 wat?? The 2nd time???? At dat moment I imagined Pn. Wong as a big n nice punching bag... How I would like to punch her in the face dat moment... But she n Mr. Tang asked me to stay n 'discussed' something wif me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Their discussion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. W: Y u didn tell us earlier?? (she said in chinese cuz her english...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me: I didn noe until yesterday night!!! (I said in english juz to make her irritated... haha...I'm soo bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. W: But u should have told us earlier!!! (Did she 4got to wear her hearing aid or something??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me: I told u I didn noe till last night!! U can call up my penjaga n ask her.. U can even call up my   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;        mum!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. W: Mr. Tang, wat do u think? U say can den can. (Wat??!! Y can't SHE say can? Ridiculous!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mr. T: I not the ketua, u r the ketua... U make the desision la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(At that point, u can imagined how stricken I was, listening the two teachers.. Gosh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn.W: cikgu, mari sini s'kjp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. Anita: apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. W: Dia nak ganti boleh tak??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. A: Kamu ada surat?? (duh- I juz noe last nite, remember???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me: tak ada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. A: Tak ada surat den tak boleh la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Viek Vian n Su yin: Yor!! cikgu ar... bagi dia pergi lo!!! Dia last nite saja tau ma... Cikgu ar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pn. A, Pn. W, Mr. T: Tak boleh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Haiz.. I knew dis would happen some dreams were juz too good to be true... They shouldn't have called me back the 1st place... They took my hopes n threw it to the ground n kinda step on it.. HARD.... So, I was left back at skool wif Boon Ying... Oh No.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, we watch a malay ghost movie called 'Jangan Pandang Belakang' which was kinda lame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;B'cuz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;1) The ghost was not at all scary... It was totally a poor girl dressed up badly wif mud on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2) We can predict where the ghost will appear next... which was 90% true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;3) The ghost kept clawing n moving her hands... Which was totally lame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;4) I was only scared of the music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Number of times I was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;laughing at the lameness of the show: uncountable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;frightened: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;scared: 20% which was very little cuz I'm a scaredy cat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yawning: many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;wish they would play something else: The whole time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But anyway, malay ghost movies r NOT supposed to be dat scary... There were a few times I jumped in my seat... Luckily boon ying was sitting wif me... Even luckier we kinda jumped at the same time... haha... Not so lucky, the row behind us was empty... N the title was......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So, the movie ended, n we went to the library to read books... I manage to finish 3... Wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But I suffered the consequenses... When I went out of the library, everything looked too bright n shiny... My eyes were squinting n fighting to focus... I saw everything very blurry.... Dat's wat you get reading three books in one shot.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, I made it home safely, n spent the rest of the day napping... (I was more tired than I thought)... Well, at least I did watched a ghost movie..... Anyway, I would like to thank Boon Ying 4 accompanying me the whole time.... She was not so bad as I thought she was.... Cheers to her!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                  __end__&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-1275516378140525224?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1275516378140525224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=1275516378140525224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/1275516378140525224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/1275516378140525224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/penjara-penor-not.html' title='Penjara Penor... NOT!!!'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7848312950921295785</id><published>2008-11-03T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:19:48.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skool 2day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;B4 d PMR, the whole form 3 were studying crazily... Students were seen with book in their hands d whole time.. Even while eating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The activity in skool b4 PMR was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;chat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;study again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But after d PMR everything is a different story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Some of my friends didn come to skool frm the week after PMR until now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But during the week after PMR, some students stil go to skool (I dun have the slightest idea y)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The number of students decreased day by day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Until now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the number of form 3 students goin to skool: less then 20 (seriously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the number of form 3 students not goin to skool: uncountable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Well... me... I go one day skip the next... N to tell the truth I dun noe y I went to skool 2day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It must be the craziest n stupidest action I have done!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ppl hu went to skool 2day: Boon Ying, Connie, Melvin, Andy, Kar King, Jen Yeu n Jun Yuan (+me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;All the guys dissapeared b4 the assembly... N the gals, well..... only 3...(yup, kesian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wat I did in skool 2day: played chinese checkers wif myself (1 min 38 sec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;                                           helped Pn. Ng kira yucky shirts n jersey in PJK room (1 hour n 45 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;                                           walk around aimlessly wif connie (10 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;                                           read books in library (2 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;                                           buy things in koperasi (very long, thanks to connie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Well, it was not DAT boring, but I kinda miss my frens  hu was too lazy to go to skool.... Anyway, luckily there was Connie hu although was QUITE annoying, but made it through the day wif me alive n well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;During assembly... The form 3 were asked to stay back... N the usual person gave her her instructions... Pn. Wong... yuck.... N she was like shouting and screamin at us to go to d dewan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, I gt other plans 4 myself... If u follow her instructions, either u die of boredom or commit suicide b4 u die of boredom... Which is basically the same....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So, I ponteng to the bilik PJK n asked Pn. Ng to give me something to do... (I must have looked desperate, cus she agreed)... But, the job was not wat I call extremely exciting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THE JOB&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; count all the old stock of football jerseys n shirts n yucky socks n etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The smell was not at all pleasant n the dust was going to consume me alive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Luckily Connie rushed in to save the day!!! YaY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She offered to help me (well, actually I kinda force her to do it)... N we had to take piles of old, dusty n mouldy stuffs frm the cupboard n count them.... Jeezzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;So after we finished our icky jobs, I  belanja Connie makan donut.. (see, I'm sooo nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Den we went to the library to spend the rest of  our day... Well, "Enchanted" was being played in bilik tayangan, so Connie went to watch, n I stayed at the library cuz I've seen dat movie b4...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;N things were like dat until the end of skool....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, quite many things to write about a skool day wif no best frens u see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So, wat I'm tryin to say is dat, we should not always depend on our best frens... Sometimes, u could be surprise how friends can brighten up a boring seriously skool day... So.. CHEERS to them!!! They may not be the best, but dey certainly do  their job well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                       __end__&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7848312950921295785?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7848312950921295785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7848312950921295785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7848312950921295785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7848312950921295785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/skool-2day.html' title='Skool 2day'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-6715107818025988182</id><published>2008-11-02T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:42:31.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE vs LUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;All of us always hear this 3 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But has anyone wondered what exactly IS love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm sorry to tell u dat the feeling you have towards the opposite sex is NOT love, it's juz lust...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So you must be wondering, den wat exactly is love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;simple n strong &lt;/span&gt;emotion u feel towards someone u &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; care about.. I'm not talking bout ur boyfren or girlfren.. I'm talking about ur parents... Ur pets... Ur bestest frens.... Actually, love is a simple emotion... It's juz dat ppl like to makr things so complicated and cause themselves to suffer... Love is undying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How to show dat you LOVE someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;U still love him or her even though she or he farts n burps in front of u.. U dun feel ashamed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;U still love him or her even though he or she has white hair and many wrinkles on her face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;U still love him or her even though u fought n quarreled n refuse to apologize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dat, my fren.. is called LOVE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's mostly between children n parents, husband n wives..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On the other hand, lust is a more complicated emotion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LUST&lt;/span&gt;: a longing for the person u like, always thinking about him or her, wanting to hold his or her hand, feeling ur heart beat faster whenever u see him or her.... LUST is temporarily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe it can last 4 a few weeks, a few months, maybe a few years... But it will pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lust can be used during:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;U wan an ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;U wan he or her to call or sms u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;U wan him or her to think about you all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;U desperately wan dat new bag u have been eying 4 a very long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dat, my fren is lust.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;BUT, the BIGGEST difference between love n lust is dat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Love lasts 4 a really really very seriosly long time.... I'm not kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So next time u think dat u love someone think twice!!! The feeling between 2 person during their teenage years I really doubt is love... So, next time u wanna tell a guy or a girl u "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE"&lt;/span&gt;  them, think twice... Or u can juz say u &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"LIKE&lt;/span&gt;" them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Now, dat's much much better rite????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                  __end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-6715107818025988182?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6715107818025988182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=6715107818025988182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6715107818025988182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/6715107818025988182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-vs-lust.html' title='LOVE vs LUST'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095576506816595669.post-7684293639411381967</id><published>2008-11-02T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:29:09.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Well, I took part in a handball competition... (at Tengku Afzan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Actually I didn have the teeny-weeny, slightest idea how to play handball... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Well, it turned out dat it was easier than all d games I played in my whole life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The 1st time I saw this game was during the olympics... There was 2 goals and a small blurry object which I hardly can see clearly called the +ball+..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Actually, the game was going too fast n the speed of the ball was crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ppl were running n throwing something, and b4 I knew it, it was 10:15...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Well, it was the olympics, n they were profesionals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And our standard was not what u call high... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So after watching a youtube clip about handball with my fren, I was quite worried and my knowledge about handball increased only 7%...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I thought everyone had to leap in front of the goal n somehow miraculously throw the ball in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It was not so bad until I saw the thrower landing not on his feet... It was like a hollywood stunt and not wat I call graceful....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Anyway, I decided to give it a try (actually I daftar dy n pai seh to cancel)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;So, I went on wif my crazy plan.... Luckily I was not alone.... Thank God 4 my fren hu was crazy enuf to join me juz to get a certificate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;B4 the match, I, as usual, had my usual-worried-bad-feeling-which-causes-me-to-throw-up kind of feeling... And believe me... I was worried sick to my stomach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;D moment the green shirt referee blew the whistle, my mind was in zero-space...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My player instincts took over (thank God, or I would look like a lost chicken running across  Jalan Air Putih)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, what happened next I was not so sure, and b4 I knew it,  the score was  3;o...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YaY!! (we were 3 by d way) So d  next  2 matches  went on well... N we won all matches and was qualified 4 d finals.... Yi-PEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My happy self-satisfied feelings didn last long after I found out hu our next opponent was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Viek Vian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wei Wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!! N believe me, their animal instincts were greater than a mother tiger.... N with both of them on the same team...... (too scary to describe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, but things had to move on... So wif 11% determination n 89% worries... The game started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Things were not looking so well during the first few minutes they had already scored a few goals... N we were a big fat 0...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Not dat it was unexpected or wat.... Well, what was REALLY UNEXPECTED was, we managed to score one goal..... G-O-A-L!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N.........So.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;After uncountable times of falling n rolling on the wet grassy field... D final score was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*1:4*...... (O-K.. We were the 1.. So wat??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I did counted the times I fell n times I rolled___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Times I fell=4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Times I rolled=2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Times I felt like fainting= uncountable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Times I felt proud of myself=1 ( well mayb nt so few, but I duwana luk so syok sendiri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So,,,, the match ended, N we got 2nd place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;," I thought to myself, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not bad 4 a first time player&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;N during the ceremony I got a silver trophy.... Woo-Hooo!!! It's been a long time since I won any trophies... Since standard 4....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;But, u noe, winning isn't everything.. The purpose this competition was held was actually to mengeratkan hubungan pelajar..... So, it kinda work, and I found a few frens hu was very nice... Yay!! Cheers to them!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;List of ppl I would like to thank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1) the person hu dared to join dis competition wif me, even though we both had no idea bout bola     baling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;2) the kind GPK koko of SMK Tengku Afzan hu gave a wonderful speech to us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3) The new fren I met hu was so nice to us n did made us feel left out or lost....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;4) the teachers frm air putih hu took care of us during d competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;5) the green shirt referee hu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;burped &lt;/span&gt;VERY loudly n brighten up my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;THANK YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH!!!!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;So, I will end here.... thx for reading even though u felt like sleeping in the middle of my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;THANKS TO THE READERS TOO!!!! Give them a BIG round of applause!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                           _end_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095576506816595669-7684293639411381967?l=mysecret-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7684293639411381967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095576506816595669&amp;postID=7684293639411381967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7684293639411381967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095576506816595669/posts/default/7684293639411381967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysecret-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/handball.html' title='Handball'/><author><name>Ze one and only M3...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08966956059348765482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dz8_J7p3Ep4/SbD4zWRdexI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gJitN6alCFs/S220/DSC05299.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
