<?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-5646817848163663913</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:46:35.890+08:00</updated><category term='Still Confused'/><category term='Confusing'/><title type='text'>Xia XY - My Blahs</title><subtitle type='html'>under construction</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-664770844514918629</id><published>2008-12-29T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:36:56.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently</title><content type='html'>Feeling annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With what? My very own mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time that I have anger issues, and I blame her. Gahh, I'm so mad right now I don't feel like talking to anyone, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does she has to be different from my friends' parents? Can't she be a little open-minded? Can't she accept her daughter for what she is now? Does she has to be so controlling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has she really learned anything after all the terrible incidents? Or am I really that selfish??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I know she gave birth to me, which is painful, and she raise me up, yes, I still respect her, but I'm just angry now, it's a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not allowed to display angry feelings in my very own house, which is why I like to take them out in this blog. Whenever I accidentally showed signs such as giving a sulky face or even slamming doors, I get freaking screaming from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you even imagine when she found out about my piercings and tattoos? Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like slamming something right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-664770844514918629?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/664770844514918629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=664770844514918629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/664770844514918629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/664770844514918629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/12/currently.html' title='Currently'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2347701801293713596</id><published>2008-09-01T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:56:27.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navigate me through your body</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Navigate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, I haven't been able to sleep for 2 days since I was drunk yesterday. I only slept for less than 5 hours last night, and now I just can't get to sleep. I think I'm still hung up. (Impossible!) I just can't fucking sleep!!! I need some sleeping pills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, since I can't sleep, I might as well write some shiz here. Yesterday's fireworks sucked big time! It happened for only less than a minute, then silence. I think I've been watching too much Olympics, the fireworks are amazing! I think it happened for about 20 minutes or more, right? And what's the big day today? (or yesterday?) It's the independence day of Malaysia. Nothing special, just that my country turns 51 today (or yesterday?), man I'm blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my off day, it's been busy. I've been practically out from the house for 12 hours or so. Was woken up by my mom at 6am something, then went back to sleep. Then got disturbed up at 7am again, to talk to mom. Then John called. Ah, that's when I started to leave home. He got some tyre problems, poor him. Glad I'm around the neighborhood to help out. =) And then sent Elsa to the bus stop. Poor girl, haven't been seeing her family for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and get my tattoo. It still remains a secret. It hurts. =) I love the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out shopping with mom. It's been a LOOOONG time since I've spend time with her. She seems to be taking things one step at a time, I'm so glad for her, she's doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't eaten a proper meal until dinner. My breakfast was like a banana. My lunch was 6 pieces of crackers. My dinner was a set dinner from Mong Kok, and I didn't even finish it. What's wrong with my appetite lately? I just can't seem to swallow down food anymore. Is it anorexia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head aches till now. My ears are humming that I can't balance myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen said, quite a post! Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I love the way you talk on top of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; So navigate me through your body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2347701801293713596?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2347701801293713596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2347701801293713596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2347701801293713596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2347701801293713596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/navigate-me-through-your-body.html' title='Navigate me through your body'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5823752409040270346</id><published>2008-08-30T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:12:14.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about being</title><content type='html'>Superficial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might write lots of crap in this entry, like I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of superficial, I've met tons of superficial people. Every time I meet these kinds of people, I keep asking myself, why can't people be real? At least tell the truth so that I know what you're thinking in your head. Just try not to fake it, the more you fake, the more trouble you'll get. So what if you don't know how to do certain things? Just tell me that you don't know, and we'll straighten things up. Or just tell me how you honestly feel, so that I know what to do to make you less comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most superficial bitch I've met this week is that Rachel John from the training department. What a two faced bitch she is, pretending to be sick so that I won't push her hard. What I'm trying to tell her is that I want to learn more so that she can place me in another department. What she thinks is that I need to be more patient about the department I'm currently in. Just because I don't like working in that current department doesn't means that I'm weak and want to give up. It's just that I don't like working there. It's hot, it's sweaty, it's muscle aching! And she expects me to sacrifice more time for work, for an unpaid training in that hotel, and abandon my family. The moment I heard those words from her, I just want to curse her a disaster of family problems so that she knows the situation I'm getting in just to get a stupid diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fuck her and fuck her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of life, why is that she keep saying that when I work in the hotel, I must consider the hotel as my second home? She said I'll be constantly spending most of my days in the hotel. What kind of person would like to spend their time in the hotel, especially when I'm not being paid. Every day when I'm at the hotel, I'm counting how many hours left for me till I go home. And my life is practically getting more and more boring. It's the same old routine for me every single day. Get up-Get ready-Work-Go home-Sleep. With this freaking routine every day, you think I have anything exciting to write in this blog, except for complaining? I'm a freak person, I like to have excitements in my life. I want my life to be exciting and full of fun in spite of all the negativities. I don't want a life that tells me that I'm a working class person. It's so not worth living if I'm constantly working and working and not have any single fun in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed to be a nice day to me. It's the first time I had fun at work. I get to eat tortillas, drink Sling and drink beer. And I think I'm drunk now. Can't wait to get my new tattoo tomorrow, and I surely can't wait for my birthday to come. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5823752409040270346?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5823752409040270346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5823752409040270346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5823752409040270346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5823752409040270346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/talk-about-being.html' title='Talk about being'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-999524912959189803</id><published>2008-08-27T09:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:03:39.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;..and I'm the nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize why my recent entries always start with some Italic sentences? It's the lyrics of the song I'm listening to when I'm writing this blog. =) Don't judge me, I just love good songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I'm such a perfectionist freak. The simple reason, I don't like to read bad articles, i.e. incorrect spelling and bad grammar. =) It finally took me one whole day to figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! Something bad + wonderful happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate my job, people here are really taking advantage of us trainees. 'Nuff said. I wish I'm assigned to the Sunset Bar everyday. I like working with Doris, she's like the only staff that understand out feelings. =) And we have so many conversations. Never get bored. And Joseph is so patient with me when I'm making my first cocktail. The Borneo Paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my crush yesterday too. He's doing some sort of things with a Chinese gangster. He gets to make the gangster in pain without getting into trouble. =) How cool is that? Nope, he's not into those gangster stuffs, it's just a job, safe job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said I looked nice and he's happy to see me!!! Imagine how wide my smile is, hohoho. And he's waiting for a date. Ok, I should shut up now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get my 2nd tattoo this week. But I'm kinda busy. Figuring out how to squeeze some time for tattoo time!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda disappointed when I heard the juniors are all going to Hyatt instead of Star. It's like so unfair, I wanna meet my friends for so long. Such a slap in the face! Conclusion, everything in Star is working out fine, except for the F&amp;amp;B department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop now and start to get ready again for work. My life is getting so boring these few days, it's like a list that's inside my head. What time doing what. Hurm, so dissatisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You said she is so evil, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;She looks like heaven to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'd follow her to hell and back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I swear I'd sign my name in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It dripped down from my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I swore I'd never tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so weird in the last picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS0060OpHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/RaVALQC8xW0/s1600-h/DSC02565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS0060OpHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/RaVALQC8xW0/s400/DSC02565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239011087773246578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS1fV6WANI/AAAAAAAAAig/J8J-Hrv5yp4/s1600-h/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS1fV6WANI/AAAAAAAAAig/J8J-Hrv5yp4/s400/DSC02598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239011816601157842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS1NmpRpgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/HvmEtoV-_q0/s1600-h/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS1NmpRpgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/HvmEtoV-_q0/s400/DSC02594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239011511855326722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS1JSIwRVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hPxs_iaZtlI/s1600-h/DSC02585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS1JSIwRVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hPxs_iaZtlI/s400/DSC02585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239011437630735698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-999524912959189803?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/999524912959189803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=999524912959189803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/999524912959189803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/999524912959189803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-dream.html' title='You are the dream'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SLS0060OpHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/RaVALQC8xW0/s72-c/DSC02565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2903005501708761566</id><published>2008-08-26T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:19:25.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See you on the flipside</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing showing on the outside, some thing's dying on the inside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I think I'm being a fucking perfectionist again. Notice the way I type in this blog, words/alphabets that are supposed to be capitalized are capitalized. I even spell proof my blog! And making sure the grammar is fine. =.= I type differently in blog and in my messenger. I'm such a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate unknown "miss callers" and texts. Lately I've received these fucking calls and texts. And the sender don't even want to tell me what their names are. I'm so fed up with these losers. Is it that important that they keep their identities hidden? Or is it because they are superheroes? Fuck my ARSE!! Total losers =OOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elsa's mom bought a chain from Aussie for me. It's a 24-ct Gold Kangaroo chain. And Elsa told me it's not real gold. I don't believe it! It's written there clearly, right?? If it's real, I don't think I can accept it. I'm such a klutz when it comes to handling expensive stuffs. The only expensive thing I'm wearing right now is a gold chain with jade my aunt gave me as a sign of protection. My cell phone is as wrecked as hell, so that proves that I'm not a good person in taking care of things properly. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Front Office badly. =( I miss disturbing Feddy every time in the reception. I miss him insulting people and email-ing his girlfriend. (He let me read his emails). I miss Betsy always asking us to go take food with her. I miss uncle Sid and his funny acts. I miss James and his chin. I miss Haensen for always lying to me!(as a joke). I miss "taking" pens home from the office. I miss Giant for hiding behind the pillar even though I see him. I miss lazying around in the luggage room! =(((((((((( Sad face with so many chins! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday some one asked about my status. I'm single and -available-. And he said he wants to "fill in the application" form. =.= Makes me crack up even though it's not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle Patrick's voice is so sexy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love disco songs! They are so retro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go to work!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The radios&lt;br /&gt;Are all in tune&lt;br /&gt;A thousand cars&lt;br /&gt;A disco ball when&lt;br /&gt;The headlight moves&lt;br /&gt;Were gonna dance&lt;br /&gt;'til we see the sun&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/5646817848163663913-2903005501708761566?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2903005501708761566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2903005501708761566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2903005501708761566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2903005501708761566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/see-you-on-flipside.html' title='See you on the flipside'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5407570535813123769</id><published>2008-08-25T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:15:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wants to be loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not in loved, this is not my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihateworkingthere. =( I'm so tired, and I have to get ready in 15 minutes and still writing this. Yesterday was a good day for me, not only did I get an off day, I get to watch 3 CSIs. And oh, Olympic's over. Got to see David Beckham kicking ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to Glen I will update more often. Yeah, I love writing shits in my blog. But the problem is that, I run out of shits. T.T I don't have anyone to bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, was chatting with Bam last night. She may be my date to do the piercings. Yay, a pierce partner! She's my new best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since I have nothing much to say about my life right now, I may talk about hot men. Hmm..yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, he might be old, but who can resist a superhero who is also a playboy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;. A cheesy hot guy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;/span&gt;. A hot guy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zodiac&lt;/span&gt;. Oh my gosh, I'm gushing about an old man. He's got a son for God's sake. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://netanya.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/tn2_robert_downey_jr_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://netanya.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/tn2_robert_downey_jr_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he hot or hot?!!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, I need to stop here to get ready or I'm gonna be shitty late for my shitty work with shitty staffs and fucking manager and lame fucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5407570535813123769?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5407570535813123769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5407570535813123769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5407570535813123769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5407570535813123769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/everyone.html' title='Everyone'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5550529220299180712</id><published>2008-08-23T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:07:02.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;You don't have sleep because I can hear your heart beat fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions are really unstable. Sometimes I think of this, and sometimes I think of that. My head aches, my muscles aches. I'm not myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I become unstable, I think of piercing myself and tattooing. It's like the pain inside is now spreading to the outside. The only thing that can make me numb is the pain. The Pain. Am I seriously ruining my life? I hate everything I see, I hear, I feel. If only someone can see how wrecked I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always keep a strong head up even though things are not good. It's not making sense anymore. I don't care what people feel about me, and I don't care what their feelings are anymore. I don't care if they are hurt by words that came out from my mouth. They are all peasants to me now. What's my problem? I think I'm just empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently filling my life with some stuffs to make me less bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waiting for the new season of Desperate Housewives. (Yes, I love to watch desperations)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wishing CSI airs every single day and every single hour of my life. Nobody can deny that the series are superbly brilliant. I don't know why I so hooked by it by now. Every time I watch every episode my mind is like blown away. It's awesomely awesome! (Eddie is so cute &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading thick novels (just finished one). I need to buy more!&lt;br /&gt;4. Thinking of stuffs to write down in this blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;5. Wishing China would stop winning those Olympic Golds and give other countries some chances, like Malaysia. Poor LCW. Never mind, you're still cute to me =)&lt;br /&gt;6. Michael Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;7. Thinking of designs that are forever going to be on me.&lt;br /&gt;8. Hate boys/men.&lt;br /&gt;9. Wishing of the end of practical. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listing down stuffs are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 10. Miley Cyrus' brother. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love writing about my life. My pathetic little life. There must be something I'm grateful for. I'll list that down in the future. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin left KK for the US. All I can say is the best for him. I love his cooking. It's always creamy and rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the puppies to grow up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5550529220299180712?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5550529220299180712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5550529220299180712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5550529220299180712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5550529220299180712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-i-like.html' title='What I like'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1787256795889644028</id><published>2008-08-20T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:43:36.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna see my ink?</title><content type='html'>Hey hello there, so how was my previous entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connection here is weird. I downloaded some albums, it worked out fine, until it reaches 99% it stopped completely =.=. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. It's just weird to me. I WANT MY SONGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I might continue my previous entry. Scroll down to March, I've been blabbing about a girl. Well, something happened today. I'm ecstatic to tell it to the world. Proves that I'm the meanest person ever in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's what happened. That girl actually added my Friendster. Well, I added her and then deleted her. =D Then she still got the guts to add me again =O. Maybe I'm that awesome. =DD This happened like last few weeks ago. And today, I finally got on my ass and sent her a message. Wanna see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" id="ln0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm trying my hard not to be mean. So here goes, what I honestly think about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" id="ln2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On our first conversation, you told me you were pregnant. I saw you, you're completely the opposite. You made me looked like a fool. Do you think I'm that stupid to identify between a person that is pregnant and not pregnant? Gimme some credit, little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" id="ln4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been quiet about this issue for a long time. Until you try to add me. To think you even have the guts to add me. I know I'm that awesome, just have some limits, missy. Now, I don't care about your life and/or his life or whoever that is related to you people. To think that you want to be my "Friendster" friend is like a kick in the ass. I ONLY ADD PEOPLE THAT ARE TRUE. And UNFAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" id="ln6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By the way, that tattoo on your chest is as fake as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" id="ln8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't care what you say to people about me. You can say I'm a bitch you can say I'm a badass. This message is the first and last I'll send to you. It means No More Contacts From You. Just stay out of my life. My life's good now, I don't need to add another fake person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you're smart enough to get what I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about being mean. I might add a "Meanie" tattoo on me some day. Hehehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with me is that I don't like to keep things to myself if I don't like something. I will say it out loud and clear or black and white without thinking of other people's feelings. I have enough with this feeling-hurting stuffs. If you don't want to be hurt, then just keep out of the fucking trouble. Then you won't hear a word from me then. I like it when I'm straight-forward. It's better to tell the truth than to tell lies, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of truth and lies. I once chatted with a guy, lets call him guyX okay? Here's how it sounds. It's not quoted, but getting straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GuyX: I have a problem, I hope I can share it with you. Is it okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Yeah, fine, shoot it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GuyX: Why are all girls sucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (this is quoted, talk about bad English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I'm as mad as furious. To think his problem is to insult girls!!?!?!?!?! He used to ask me if I wanna be with him, like a relationship. I told him the truth (of course I rejected him), which made him "rejected".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Me: What is your problem here? When a girl tells you lies, you call her a bitch. When she tells you the truth, you call her sucky. Which girl do you actually want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what he said?!!?!?!??!!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;GuyX: I guess I'll go for the suck girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Again, bad English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: I'm too tired to even talk to you now. You know you are now a loser in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to ask me other disturbing questions. About my brother's death, what's his problems and whose fault is it. It's like a stab in the face, I almost punched my monitor dead flat. I'm not speaking to him now. Losers are losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest news I heard is that now everyone is boycotting him. Well, I know every right reason to not like him. Just another jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cracking my head to think of new tattoos to add for myself. Well, here's how I'm gonna end this post. My very first tattoo.... Like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SKvPqGEIK_I/AAAAAAAAAho/67RYHIwsQzA/s1600-h/1_314093897l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SKvPqGEIK_I/AAAAAAAAAho/67RYHIwsQzA/s400/1_314093897l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236507313837714418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1787256795889644028?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1787256795889644028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1787256795889644028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1787256795889644028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1787256795889644028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/wanna-see-my-ink.html' title='Wanna see my ink?'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SKvPqGEIK_I/AAAAAAAAAho/67RYHIwsQzA/s72-c/1_314093897l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-4828727799473548214</id><published>2008-08-19T12:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:55:39.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First one after 7 months =)</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, it's 7 months. And I owe you guys 7 months of story telling. This would be one heck of a blog entry. Prepare to get blinded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new year. My 3rd semester in college. It's a short semester, which means less time to study(8 weeks), to do my assignments and projects and to finish up my exam. And also get an interview for next semester's industrial training. But I tried to take it slow. Started the semester with lots of bowling, cruising and fooling around. First 4 weeks are gone just like that. Blew it off for February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay then, I have another 4 weeks till it reach exam time. I hate exams literally, who likes exams? Exams killed my brother. What a cruel thing!!! Spent this month catching up with the 2 freaking subjects which are as boring as your grandmother. Non-practical, all theories. I just hate studying. Studying and reading are completely different activities. Studying is so non-addictive, where as reading is freaking addictive that you are willing to splurge your money to buy more books which are all more than RM30. Every time I study, I'll fall asleep within the first 10 minutes, and then sleep again. Well, February sucks, because it's all studying, projects and assignments and some fucking club thing I wish I never get involved anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year's this month also right? Spent it in Papar with my friends. Came back, got my car crashed by some fucking criminal person. Not the whole car, but my window. Just for a freaking bag which contains clothes and nothing more. What idiot! And what made me pissed is that the college's insurance is not willing to cover it because it "does-not-cover-thefts-but-covers-natural-disasters". What the fuck, natural disaster only happens like once a year, but thefts happen like every single day. Seems that the college is stupendously "smart" when buying insurance. Fuck insurance and fuck that person who crashed my car. Suck it, snort it, lick it, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week was exam week for short semester students (I guess). Since you know I hate studying, I still have to get with it. Eventually, I survived it (wonder how I can). Had a part time job back at my old times. As usual, I hated it. Well, I hate lots of things (shrug). Got to know one particular person. A jerk. A natural jerk. A fucking jerk. He does not deserve to be mentioned in my oh-so awesome blog. Well, just to tell you, he sucks and he cheated on me. And that girl he's with lied to me. Why do people think I'm stupid??? Like a girl which is 4 months pregnant can have flatter stomach than me. Like what the fuck! Now I know, people which are not as educated as me thinks they are freaking smart when they just have empty shells in their brains. And not only them, the mom of the jerk is a bitch too. Lets just say, uncivilized people are effing so not awesome. To think they can sink down to the level to claim that they are pregnant. Sluts whore bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month was and still is the hardest month I have to go through. Not only I have to put up with that jerk, my one and only brother passed away. I'm going to blame everyone in this issue. The family, the school, the friends. To think that I'm strong enough to get through this is such a white lie. I practically got worse and worse. Still am worse and fucked up. Now I hate everything in life. To have almost everything taken away it's not emotional anymore, it's just empty. RIP JIM. I respect you for your courage and your love. April's supposed to be a long blog, but it's hard to type that down when you're continuously swallowing all those hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is when I finally got it to my 4th semester. Got a training at some hotel around town. Been training till now. This training is supposed to make me busy and tired to think about issues. So not much, just working and training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a small trip to attend my cousin's wedding. Congratulations Andy! You finally made it. =) And then continue my training. Now I just wish it will end soon. And oh, my first breakdown since my bro's ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got a tattoo. I'll be talking on tattoos in this month. It's just so addictive. The pain, it's so wonderful. Probably another way to get through with my breakdowns. So expect me to get more. Just don't stop me. When I want it, I get it. And those people out there with fake tattoos, you're as fake as your tattoo. Screw you! Right in your face. &lt;-- A tattoo which I like to get. Be very afraid, my tattoo costs 2 tissues full of blood and ink. So, get a tattoo if you dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting through August now. Practically nothing much, just got a crush on a guy (my tattoo artist) =) He's cute, but taken. =( But he asked for my number. =) And he got the same name as my bro's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how many "fuck"s, "suck"s, "screw"s and other very vulgar words in this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-4828727799473548214?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4828727799473548214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=4828727799473548214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/4828727799473548214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/4828727799473548214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-one-after-7-months.html' title='First one after 7 months =)'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2729172104260017180</id><published>2008-01-20T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/R5MWiA2hHvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mWsQMfj6n7c/s1600-h/P1020773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/R5MUzg2hHfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/0JkYoeXSC1U/s400/DSCI0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157488873493831154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2729172104260017180?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2729172104260017180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2729172104260017180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2729172104260017180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2729172104260017180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/01/pictures-recently.html' title='Pictures recently'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/R5MWiA2hHvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mWsQMfj6n7c/s72-c/P1020773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-790986563058190617</id><published>2008-01-20T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:27:17.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first of 2008</title><content type='html'>hey guys, i'm back, not really in the mood of blogging those "few" days. well, maybe i'm cured now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been difficult for me, i'm just trying my best to look my best, that's it. and right now, i'm suffering from a breakdown. one of my breakdowns actually, and i do write well during my breakdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is kinda like a phase where i just want to break free from negativities and rules. i've had enough! i'm constantly up and down. a moment i'm having a good mood, another moment i'm really pissed off. well, maybe i'm just one fucked up lil kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends were good sports during that time, but i just don't think that's what i really want. i don't know what i really want really. what is this? what is going on? why am i having this? do i really deserve all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i really missed my secondary school life, where i'm just a carefree lil kid, without at care in the world. now i'm exposed to this evil evil world, i just can't bear it, i don't think i have that strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is not gonna be a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year, guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-790986563058190617?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/790986563058190617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=790986563058190617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/790986563058190617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/790986563058190617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-of-2008.html' title='the first of 2008'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-8604459314220730265</id><published>2007-10-15T12:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:26.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast your eyes!</title><content type='html'>I've got nothing much to do with the blog, so I'll just post some random pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLv4_MBiKI/AAAAAAAAAew/g-fk8rdia_0/s1600-h/y3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLv4_MBiKI/AAAAAAAAAew/g-fk8rdia_0/s400/y3w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121419488587253922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvsPMBiFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FVsUdCq4oIc/s1600-h/pon_and_zi--large-msg-115292405768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvsPMBiFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FVsUdCq4oIc/s400/pon_and_zi--large-msg-115292405768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121419269543921746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvtfMBiGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qvGx4miTjLA/s1600-h/pon_and_zi--large-msg-115292429913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvtfMBiGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qvGx4miTjLA/s400/pon_and_zi--large-msg-115292429913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121419291018758242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvu_MBiHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/QGi5RX8qeM4/s1600-h/Pon_and_Zi--large-msg-116700161634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvu_MBiHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/QGi5RX8qeM4/s400/Pon_and_Zi--large-msg-116700161634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121419316788562034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvwPMBiII/AAAAAAAAAeg/N4AF4BGtld4/s1600-h/Pon_And_Zi--large-msg-117359014085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvwPMBiII/AAAAAAAAAeg/N4AF4BGtld4/s400/Pon_And_Zi--large-msg-117359014085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121419338263398530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvxPMBiJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/m4o6Pl65lBc/s1600-h/Pon_Zi_-_pants--large-msg-116491482679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvxPMBiJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/m4o6Pl65lBc/s400/Pon_Zi_-_pants--large-msg-116491482679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121419355443267730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvYPMBiAI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cD8YWoDtu08/s1600-h/DSC02887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvYPMBiAI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cD8YWoDtu08/s400/DSC02887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418925946537986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvYPMBiBI/AAAAAAAAAdo/e7iQBBFtT8U/s1600-h/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvYPMBiBI/AAAAAAAAAdo/e7iQBBFtT8U/s400/DSC02920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418925946538002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvZfMBiCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/W40x3fxMD-A/s1600-h/e8202ff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvZfMBiCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/W40x3fxMD-A/s400/e8202ff1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418947421374498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvZvMBiDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DT94iRwIJpg/s1600-h/emo36.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvZvMBiDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DT94iRwIJpg/s400/emo36.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418951716341810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvZvMBiEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/DfjWRWfMULk/s1600-h/feat-25830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLvZvMBiEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/DfjWRWfMULk/s400/feat-25830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418951716341826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLu5_MBh7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/IPltVo1293Q/s1600-h/1172531202-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLu5_MBh7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/IPltVo1293Q/s400/1172531202-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418406255495090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLu5_MBh8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/P0OTMaZxPYw/s1600-h/116872595899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLul_MBh6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/B0rk8reNGNQ/s400/663500193_69b3e897bc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121418062658111394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-8604459314220730265?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8604459314220730265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=8604459314220730265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8604459314220730265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8604459314220730265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/10/feast-your-eyes.html' title='Feast your eyes!'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RxLv4_MBiKI/AAAAAAAAAew/g-fk8rdia_0/s72-c/y3w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-3302530883534980639</id><published>2007-10-12T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:47:51.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing's been much better</title><content type='html'>You see, I'm much more better now. I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Best friends in life are hard to find."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I remembered this line from a lyric, still don't know which lyric, but they are from some song. It's true. Good friends are really hard to find, but once you've found them, you've been blessed, and really really blessed. I have found my good friends since I was in secondary school. And I'm really lucky to have them. Good friends understand me better than those losers out there who are trying to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous blog, I received Glen's comments, he is such a sweet friend. He made me strong. Read what he wrote, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn her, that's really good, darn her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-3302530883534980639?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3302530883534980639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=3302530883534980639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3302530883534980639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3302530883534980639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-been-much-better.html' title='Thing&apos;s been much better'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5219137010492256872</id><published>2007-10-07T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Joey, bitch</title><content type='html'>Do you believe there’s such thing as “Karma”? What goes around comes around? I believed it happened, yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after less than hour writing my previous blog, I chatted to some of my best friends. Although I never talk to her about my matters; but I did feel a lot better after talking to her. She made me laughed a lot and smile. It’s such a relieve to just talk to somebody, who actually cared about me and my existence. That’s what best buddies are for, right? To cheer up each other when we’re down, that’s what we are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it’s time that I talk about Abigail (Abby), baby’s ex. I don’t ever mind that I call her a bitch, because she called me one, behind my back. That’s what she is, a freaking back-stabbing bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she and baby were dating, things went rocky. At that time, Leong and I were just buddies. Which is why he came to us (our group) when things got rocky. Ever since, we got closer, and rumors start spreading – that I “snatch” Leong from Abby. This got me mad, of course, if it was you, you’d be mad right? Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me, being mad as usual, got the nerve to message Abby and explained things to her. She told me that she understands, and she believed me, because I told her that Leong and I are just friends. This is the truth, because at that time, we were really nothing. Knowing that she understands the situation, I kind of got relieved that time. Then, she told me they broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she even posted that we are friends for life in my Friendster comment. I really did think that we patched up, and we’re good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you know what she did to me? You know what she did? Hoo boy, writing this will get me to the usual crazy mad I am. Glen, I think you’re going to be happy when I’m writing this, because, you know me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, her best friend, Mary, posted something horrible in Leong’s Friendster picture comment. And then, she got her sister to post something even much more horrible that that, in both, mine and Leong’s Friendster. They said I’m the bitch, he’s the asshole. Right now, who’s the bitch and who’s the real asshole, huh? Whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s only the first “nasty” move she did. Wanna know the rest? Don’t worry your pretty little head off; I’m writing them out, this blog is going to be real good, full of my “mean-i-ness”. Oh, after what her sister wrote to me, I wrote her something back, I don’t really remember what I wrote, but it contained something like that, telling her to not mind my business, and who is she to judge me and I told her to be civilized and stop wasting her time. In a good way, no fowl words used there. =) I’m a saint, ain’t I? But, I don’t think she understand my English, because she’s a dumbass. She seemed to be more persistent and hard-headed. But, I don’t really care; she’s just a useless 15 year old, little girls don’t scare me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when I’m just minding my own business, she walked past me and I saw her gave me that look. Bitchy look =D. I don’t know what happened to me, but I cried. I’m such an idiot! To be crying over something that’s useless. No, I’m not FRAGILE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, she even hacked Leong’s Friendster account. That idiot gave her his password when they were dating and never even cared to even change it. Sigh. Not that I think this is dumb, but at least give it a brain to think about. We think it was her. Because only she knew the password, so we assumed it was her. She blocked the girls in his account, which is like dumb, because she didn’t even care to hide the people she blocked. And Leong, doesn’t know how to unblock. =.= I have to help me. I told him to change all his passwords for safety reasons and no more giving passwords to people, even me. I mean, come on man, passwords are known only for one person, not others, if not, why it is called passwords?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, hacking people’s Friendster is such a waste of time. I don’t even give my Friendster account a tiny rat’s ass. So what if it’s gone? You can just create another new account. She’s got to be just dumb as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, she even bitched to people about me. Even talking to Chef, getting sympathies from him. Those pity fools actually believed her. This makes her worse than a bitch right? She can add this to her resume: bitch, back-stabber, whore, slut and destroying people’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the last thing that she did, that really got on to my nerves, is that she touched my darling!!! Not Leong, hahahaha, she fucking touched my car! To say touch is being nice, she dirtied and polluted my freaking baby car!! This thing that she did finally touched my nerves. Ha! Which is why I’m writing this now, because he who touched my car, will definitely die and burn in hell! I got so mad I cried. =( My poor baby car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry, I’m alright now. I just want to bitch about her. No, I’m not a bad person. Glen, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, this is something I want to give to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rwg52PMBh1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/LFnAC9uE7AQ/s1600-h/middle_finger_flame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118404580459251538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rwg52PMBh1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/LFnAC9uE7AQ/s400/middle_finger_flame.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nah, give to you la, stupid bitch. And to inform you guys something, I'm back with my mean old self. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5219137010492256872?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5219137010492256872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5219137010492256872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5219137010492256872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5219137010492256872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-joey-bitch.html' title='It&apos;s Joey, bitch'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rwg52PMBh1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/LFnAC9uE7AQ/s72-c/middle_finger_flame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-3019606682770487771</id><published>2007-10-06T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:24:11.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressants</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am 96% depressed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Lately, I have these feelings of complications. I used to think that people who are always depressed are those who are very cool and I used to wish I was like them. These people, to me, they are smart and intellectual, thinking of their depressions and wanting to sort them out. Right now, I am having these thinking, I feel so depressed that I even want to slit my wrists sometimes. No, this is not for attention; it’s something that I want to blurt out.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ever since I’m like that, I have been crying quietly every night. It is unusual to me, I seldom cry. Right now, every time I listen to certain songs, every single time to be exact, tears will automatically fall down my face and I find myself sobbing and thinking how pathetic and depressing my life is. I hate these feelings.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I know I have been blogging about my happiness. These are all just materialistic happiness, happy on the outside, yet I still find emptiness in myself. I don’t know if this is because of those teenager’s symptoms my aunt told me about, or it’s just me. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;To be straight to the point, I think baby’s been hiding something from me and he refused to tell me about it. It hurts so much that I wanted to end it sometimes. It’s depressing when his ex keeps exaggerating about me and made me look like a bitch and fool. It’s depressing when I have to choose between him and my friends. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s even more depressing when just showed face on little matters. God, I want to scream!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;What’s wrong with me??!?! Sometimes I think that I’m good at hiding my own feelings, sometimes I revealed my feelings so obviously, people still don’t bother about it. I don’t like talking them to anyone. I always think that they, no offence, are simple. They don’t understand what I go through. I won’t talk to my mom about it; it will make matters even much more badly. Gosh, that sad song is ringing in my ears right now. Hold my tears!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;NOBODY KNOWS ME!!!! Really, no one, except, maybe, God. I don’t even know myself. I spent 18 years searching my true self, such a waste of time. I can’t keep having this emptiness. It is really depressing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Do you know how it hurts to love somebody? It makes you look like a super freak and a control freak. Baby told someone that I’m “clingy”. What does that mean? Am I not giving you enough space? Something in my mind keeps telling me to give it up, but people around me told me to hold on. But the question is, how long can I hold on?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;He doesn’t even know that I cry every night thinking of the complications, sometimes crying myself to sleep. If mom finds out about this, I’m the blame. The only thing that keeps me from crying is force myself to work and do assignments until I tire myself.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;They tell me he really likes me, how come I never actually felt about it? How come he tells people things that I don’t know and have other people telling me what he said? Is he afraid that I might be hurt? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I always wanted to tell him is to be straight forward with me. But, these words choked in my throat when I wanted to tell him. It’s hard, ain’t it? Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-3019606682770487771?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3019606682770487771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=3019606682770487771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3019606682770487771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3019606682770487771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/10/depressants.html' title='Depressants'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7005992013874921632</id><published>2007-09-29T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:41:20.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the dance without the steps</title><content type='html'>Woke up with a very bad mood today, so I thought it would be a good idea to start my blog with a very bad bad mood, since I always write so "well" in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did when I woke up was to rub my eyes, and there are still eye-liner stains on my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments due next Wednesday, and I haven't even started to do my research, what the hell is wrong with me? Am I too fucking lazy? Thursday, Feli's car got hit my some pilak people, and her car was parked so near to mine. I shudder to think what if it was mine? Freaking sure I'll cry till my tears turn to blood and I'll be blind permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, maybe I'll talk about those punk-wannabes. ESPECIALLY ASIAN PUNK WANNBES. They don't even dress like punks, just a couple of sissies if you ask me. I mean, what's with the skull patterns tops or skirts which are so not Punk even with the skulls. And also, wearing netting stockings on hands, wearing "thin" black eye shadow and eye liner on your freaking creepy eyes. Blah! Two words: Freaking Ugly. Plus, plus, they take their own pictures with the creepy "style" together with the act cute pose. I mean, yuck, these people don't really ADORE punk like some people do, they're just following the trend, which is like 2000 years ago. (I was punk last few years, but not the sissy type, I listen to proper punk music). And speaking of punk music, the only punk groups they know are My Chemical Romance and Green Day. Fuck Off la, Green Day is around for how many years already you know? Only now you notice them? Fucking retards!!! And MCR, do you know what is their very first album? I had them last few years, and they seem so yesterday, and now you want to claim that you are their fan? Slutty retards. FREAKING FUCK OFF AND STOP TANTALIZING WITH MY BRAINS!!!!!! MOTHER OF LORD!!!! To proof that I know GOOD punk music, I suggest you listen to Avenge Sevenfold, Jimmy Eat World, New Found Glory, Motion City Soundtrack, All Time Low etc etc, then only you know what is the real meaning of PUNK, MCR is now very commercialized and I hate them now, Welcome to the Black Parade-commercialized punk, I might add!!!! I Don't Love You- Bad lyrics!!! Shit, all bull-shit crap! Do you even know what the meaning of Emo? Gothic? The only original Goth chick I know is Amy Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, speaking of my filthy mouth, I'm not going to change them. I feel super proud of my mouth, have you ever heard of a filty train mouth? That's me =) No matter who it is, I'm just not gonna change for you, hehehe. No offence, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, baby told me he had heart pains, everytime he takes a deep breath. And his allergies are getting worse, I have to see him scratch every morning, and he refused to see a doctor until I get freaking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so hyper right now, I just want a hundred gazillions songs right now. Maybe later I'll download them at my aunt's house. Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's to the end of the post for today. I want to crap...xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7005992013874921632?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7005992013874921632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7005992013874921632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7005992013874921632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7005992013874921632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-dance-without-steps.html' title='This is the dance without the steps'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5283242853432237378</id><published>2007-09-23T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>45</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've just realized that this is the 45th blog. From last year's November till now, I only have 45 blogs?!?!?!!? I'm one lazy blogger, hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry it took me this long again, I've been pretty occupied with something (winks) or I might say someone. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have been pretty much uninteresting, I have no one to bitch and I'm just one fucking happy person right now, which will make this blog super boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, here are the pictures I promised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzF_MBhYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/YZjFlrwvGnk/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113330604880004482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzF_MBhYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/YZjFlrwvGnk/s400/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzGfMBhZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/lpLlOPGxeRU/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113330613469939090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzGfMBhZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/lpLlOPGxeRU/s400/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzGvMBhaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_JIMyHa1g7Y/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113330617764906402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzGvMBhaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_JIMyHa1g7Y/s400/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzGvMBhbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Gjp39bp84G0/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113330617764906418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzGvMBhbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Gjp39bp84G0/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzG_MBhcI/AAAAAAAAAZA/FwZKbWzpeiE/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113330622059873730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzG_MBhcI/AAAAAAAAAZA/FwZKbWzpeiE/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY2J_MBhnI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9NZYpmUwJqE/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113333972134364786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY2J_MBhnI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9NZYpmUwJqE/s400/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY2KfMBhoI/AAAAAAAAAag/Q2wWNI5Qteg/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113333980724299394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY2KfMBhoI/AAAAAAAAAag/Q2wWNI5Qteg/s400/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY2KvMBhpI/AAAAAAAAAao/PKoUQCPC_5o/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113333985019266706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY2KvMBhpI/AAAAAAAAAao/PKoUQCPC_5o/s400/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1EPMBhiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KbWo00kdGEM/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113332773838489122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1EPMBhiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KbWo00kdGEM/s400/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1EfMBhjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Z_bA6bVr_UA/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113332778133456434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1EfMBhjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Z_bA6bVr_UA/s400/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1E_MBhkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Uy4hW39G9lo/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113332786723391042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1E_MBhkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Uy4hW39G9lo/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1FfMBhlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vCwPwwYRtIU/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113332795313325650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1FfMBhlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vCwPwwYRtIU/s400/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1GvMBhmI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/seZETzfvDXk/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113332816788162146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY1GvMBhmI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/seZETzfvDXk/s400/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0DPMBhdI/AAAAAAAAAZI/JskfdrcghMw/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113331657146992082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0DPMBhdI/AAAAAAAAAZI/JskfdrcghMw/s400/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0E_MBheI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/On-6uKwSD8c/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113331687211763170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0E_MBheI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/On-6uKwSD8c/s400/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0HPMBhfI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9ZF_9PTTe7Y/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113331725866468850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0HPMBhfI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9ZF_9PTTe7Y/s400/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0IvMBhgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/rBKhaeqVpec/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113331751636272642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0IvMBhgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/rBKhaeqVpec/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0JPMBhhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uNVD57Y-vlI/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113331760226207250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY0JPMBhhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uNVD57Y-vlI/s400/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Glen, this is how *he* looks like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY30PMBhqI/AAAAAAAAAaw/C5zEqSr9SQM/s1600-h/450364091l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113335797495465634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY30PMBhqI/AAAAAAAAAaw/C5zEqSr9SQM/s400/450364091l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we're together!!! Hehehehehehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And recently, I've been hooked on these kind of cartoons, check them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QPMBhrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MsbCxMXMyC0/s1600-h/1_158019264l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113336278531802802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QPMBhrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MsbCxMXMyC0/s400/1_158019264l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QPMBhsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nFBlyaa0Oj4/s1600-h/1_238636963l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113336278531802818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QPMBhsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nFBlyaa0Oj4/s400/1_238636963l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QfMBhtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/62UkjZQlwDA/s1600-h/1_681825020l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113336282826770130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QfMBhtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/62UkjZQlwDA/s400/1_681825020l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QfMBhuI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CYhQFco2ACo/s1600-h/1_742417862l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113336282826770146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QfMBhuI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CYhQFco2ACo/s400/1_742417862l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QfMBhvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/hGaVAsw-1eM/s1600-h/1_916009883l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113336282826770162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4QfMBhvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/hGaVAsw-1eM/s400/1_916009883l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Aren't there cute?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, SS time!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY49_MBhwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/n8URafSsEzA/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113337064510818050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY49_MBhwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/n8URafSsEzA/s400/DSC02795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-PMBhxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Th2dooqT9UU/s1600-h/DSC02665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113337068805785362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-PMBhxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Th2dooqT9UU/s400/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-PMBhyI/AAAAAAAAAbw/BqISzx3LmX0/s1600-h/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113337068805785378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-PMBhyI/AAAAAAAAAbw/BqISzx3LmX0/s400/DSC02798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-fMBhzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/W52hGz2qtYw/s1600-h/DSC02803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113337073100752690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-fMBhzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/W52hGz2qtYw/s400/DSC02803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-vMBh0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/NgS47Nrg1aM/s1600-h/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113337077395720002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvY4-vMBh0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/NgS47Nrg1aM/s400/DSC02758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5283242853432237378?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5283242853432237378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5283242853432237378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5283242853432237378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5283242853432237378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/09/45.html' title='45'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RvYzF_MBhYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/YZjFlrwvGnk/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1870771257342488138</id><published>2007-09-15T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T11:55:57.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy and I know that makes you sad =)</title><content type='html'>Hey there, long time no see, blog (changed bro to blog), still don't know the sex of my blog, hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, another year of birthday gone. And I had the best time! Mom let me stay at the hostel. We went skating in Asia City. And I got hooked on it. Hung out with my friends, got some nice presents =D. Happy happy~ And had supper at Tanjung Aru. Took some pictures, and I don't have them here. =( I'll post them, I promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days have been happy, I can't really explain why. Partly because college started, I get to meet up with friends and do stupid stuffs. Shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my car so so so much! Although gas is expensive, sigh. And I can't drive more than 60km/h which is like so slow! But occasionally, I sped, shh shh don't tell my mom!! Have to make it a habit to wash it every week. Plus polishing, that's some exercise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Ohh!! My aunt's dog gave birth to 10 adorable puppies!!! Saw them this morning, they are so so so cute!! They have round small tiny heads!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I have some blogger's block, can't think of what to write. My apologies. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll write something long like the previous blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1870771257342488138?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1870771257342488138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1870771257342488138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1870771257342488138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1870771257342488138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-happy-and-i-know-that-makes-you-sad.html' title='I&apos;m happy and I know that makes you sad =)'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-793217216676350947</id><published>2007-08-31T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:34:55.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivi Baby</title><content type='html'>I have thought of many things to blog these past few days, hopefully I remember most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yess!!! Blogger is providing a "Video" button to upload our videos directly into posts without "coding" them!!! Maybe someday I'll video blog, to save all the typing time, and for my fingers' sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I went back to work for just FIVE days, I just want my mom to shut up and stop nagging. She's been nagging ever since the first day of the holiday for me to go back to work. I hate it, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like the people there. There are over the limit sometimes, and not logistic at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I left many bitter histories there. Which is not nice for me to go back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm lazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bitch of the people there after working, because I just freaking hate them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh, I'll write something regarding the 4th point. =) Maybe this blog, or some blog later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But first and foremost! I finally got my car! It's a solid white Viva, 1000CC. Although I don't know much about cars, but this car satisfies me, that's all. I love it, and I'll polish it tomorrow before I go to college and go to work. Got it yesterday, never even thought of getting it at all. It just happened when I was on the bus on the way home and mom told me not to go home, just wait at the bus stop, she wants to pick me up. Then when I got on the car, she told me, we're gonna get your car now! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can imagine my expression, I was so tired at then, still wearing my fugly working attire (black head to toe). And suddenly my eyes glint, kleeeng, hahaha, the first person I told is *him*. Which means, he's gonna be my first passenger other than my own family. My bro got the honour of being my VERY FIRST passenger. Then, it was my mom and my aunt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I drove it to work today, which is National Day. And now I know the disadvantage of having a car - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HARD TO FIND PARKING! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It took me a few rounds to finally give up and go into the parking lot. And you know what? I wore my grandfather's sunglasses, which is super retro, I tell you. One day I'll show you! For now, I'm not gonna posts pictures in this blog, it's such a drag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going back to college to settle some enrolment stuffs and to take my result. ~shudder~ Mom doesn't wants to come with me! Means that I drive alone tomorrow again! Oh no! If Shin follows my car, it means *he* won't be my first passenger? Bah, it's okay, *he'll* be my first male passenger other than my family, hehehe XD! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to burn some CDs in the car for me! Malaysian radio sucks! But mom finished all my empty CDs to burn her karaoke CDs. NOOOOOOoooooOOOOoooooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having a car is also some sort of stress. I stressed out when I first touched the car, seriously. When I first started it, I sighed. And I told my bro "Man, I'm stressed already!". Wells, someday I'll post the picture of my car. And the plate number is SAA 3265 R. It seems alrite to me. And the "R" meant something to me, which is "Retro". Hahahaha, I dunno what happened to me, but I just love retro these days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angela told me that Chef Ed is not teaching us next semester? Why? When I start liking his lectures. Although he once insulted me and almost made me cry, but he's still is the most cartoon like chef around. And we're gonna have a new chef, which is much more strict?!?!!?!?!!? Oh gosh! Speaking of him, I still need to know what surprise he wants to give me, hmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chatted with Bryan last few days, the conversation was really long. We bitched about so many people. The good and the bad, which turns out super fun. Sometimes it's really fun to be mean and bitchy. Talked about sluts. Hahahaha, and figuring out if that "person" is still a virgin or not. xD. And after that, we skipped the subject, and talked about sex education. And you know what, Sex Education is very different if compared to Porn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pornography makes you "horny?" while sex education makes you want to puke. And I was talking about sex education when I'm having my dinner. Which is very hard to swallow the food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to my aunt's karaoke competition last night, even though I was super tired. You will be surprised to see that the old aunties and uncles dressed up even more detailed than us young people. I went there with a Tee and jeans together with flip-flops and my nails were totally undone. They, on the other hand, dressed up with glittering dresses, really really high heels, made up hairs, some even have glittery powder. Haha, maybe this competition is prom to those people. And Aunt Jenny got consolation prize in the competition, which is not bad, because this was the first time she entered a karaoke competition, and I'm gonna congratulate her for her bravery of going up on stage and sing. If it was me? xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, maybe I'll add in some of the work stories these few days. Today is my third day actually. The first day is very tiring, because I don't know what to do, because I'm working in the new department. But I got familiar by the second day. There are so many new staffs there, and they thought I was a new staff too, which is alrite for me. But I just gotta bitch about Sarif. He's one of the stupidest person I've ever known. I don't know how he did that, but he's really dumb! I know he and the transexual hate me, and always back stab me, which I know, super obvious! And the transexual is in another department, which is like a super relief to me. Remember how I cursed him? Crap. Well, Sarif phoned that fag and I was like just a meter away from him, and he started bitching about me, saying my name and calling my nicknames all that. And I'm smiling there =) It doesn't hurt me anymore, I really don't want to care about all those anymore, because you know why? Something made me happy and float me up to 7th heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more stupid thing is, he's soooooo bad in Math, he thought he lost the cashier money, and I have to explain to him about "Math Solution" for the 1000th time. And he still is stressing it even though it's nothing at all. Sheeeshhh..Am I glad I'm just working there for just 5 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there's this girl there, I don't know if she's lazy or that's the way she is. We are super busy today, and I was rushing here and there, running around like crazy, carrying things all the time. And you know, she has to serve this 2 glasses of drinks, and she carries them 1 at a time. Which really makes me want to really cry T.T. And she doesn't walk properly, it's like she had heavy humping the night before, and hurt her leg muscles or something, walking slowly, strolling. Imagine that. Maybe kids don't understand my "mean-i-ness". Makes me really want to shove her away from behind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went grocery shopping at Giant just now, bought 2 cute socks. One is striped, and the other one is with Ultraman! Cool huh? hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, maybe I'll stop here, and maybe do some blog test first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Low Self Esteem 48% of the Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/esteem-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you sometimes feel good about yourself, you tend to struggle a little with self esteem issues.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about changing who you are, it's about accepting your faults. You just need to be less critical and demanding of yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/"&gt;How is Your Self Esteem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You see? I'm not that confident of myself at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Likely an Only Child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/only-child.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're organizing.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, not really, hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-793217216676350947?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/793217216676350947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=793217216676350947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/793217216676350947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/793217216676350947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/vivi-baby.html' title='Vivi Baby'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-6617445984677950627</id><published>2007-08-27T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:33.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LISTEN</title><content type='html'>I am so in love with this song. Listen-Beyonce Knowles, from the movie Dreamgirls. It is so emotional. I love it. So powerful. Maybe I'll post the lyrics of it. Yeah, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A melody I've start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But can't complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's only beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To find release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the time has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for my dreams to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Into your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all cause you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am alone at a crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I tried and tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To say whats on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I followed the voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You should have listened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is someone here inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone I'd thought had died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh I'm screaming out, for my dreams to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;They will not be pushed aside or worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Into your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All cause you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't know where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I'll be moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you don't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you won't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LISTEN!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A melody I've start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I will complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I followed the voice, you think you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my ownn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a chance to listen to this song, Indulge in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my editting skills~ XD These were the ones I did last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFg1zMYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3CDNgfaEJwo/s1600-h/Hotsie+Potsie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103572431037215106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFg1zMYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3CDNgfaEJwo/s400/Hotsie+Potsie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFw1zMZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Fqq0ObYzOrY/s1600-h/Kissy+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103572435332182418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFw1zMZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Fqq0ObYzOrY/s400/Kissy+Boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFw1zMaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/681XWI5JbLU/s1600-h/TheProverbialUnrest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103572435332182434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFw1zMaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/681XWI5JbLU/s400/TheProverbialUnrest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOhOOOh, I felt so proud of myself! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And these were the ones I did last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOI7w1zMbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/JexPvlSPakI/s1600-h/7(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103573363045118386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOI7w1zMbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/JexPvlSPakI/s400/7(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOI8A1zMcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4IOWUG0JnXM/s1600-h/xxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103573367340085698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOI8A1zMcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4IOWUG0JnXM/s400/xxy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-6617445984677950627?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6617445984677950627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=6617445984677950627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6617445984677950627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6617445984677950627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/listen.html' title='LISTEN'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtOIFg1zMYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3CDNgfaEJwo/s72-c/Hotsie+Potsie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7151801367581357020</id><published>2007-08-26T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:33.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing</title><content type='html'>Just finished the pasta and also done editting some pictures. Finally, I'm so so so ready to blog. Whew, it's been a long time since I really did some good blogging. And today, since I'm in a mood, let's get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam just finished like last Tuesday (21st). That day was the day when I had my Kitchen Practical exam and that was the day when he left. Sigh. I miss him so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, exam seemed pretty okay to me. All I want is just pass my passing mark and just get ready for 2nd semester. That's all. Is that too much, God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, previously I said that I'm helping my mom do some pasta sauce. And by helping, I thought it was me assisting my mom. Instead, it was me doing everything, and mom watching her Korean drama. =.= Such thoughts. The sauce came out, erm.........Let's just say, I'm lucky I'm not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been browsing Friendster lately, Shau Tenk told me somebody's pictures are yucky, well, they surely do. Haha, if you wanna talk to the SS Queen, come to me, my dear, I can give you some helpful pointers. And for God's sake, change your title, No! You are not cute at all, Bla bla bla...Do some editting too, on your pimples, they are so huge, I feel like erasing them with just the editting eraser!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of editting, yeah, I'll show you some editting I did. They are kinda sucky, because my PHOTOSHOP SKILLS ARE BEGINNING TO BECOME VERY LOUSY!!!!!! I'm gonna cry, I looked back at those images I editted last year, I just want to cry, how is that I'm becoming worse??? T.T I really need to buy "photoshop for Idiots" book now. I don't care, I must improve my skills by two months!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGHHHH This holiday sucks!!! I am sooo boring, I'm broke, can't go out. Blahhh..All I did was computer, sleep, TV and eat. And now I'm having a headache on my right brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, here are the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtE55w1zMWI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yoCiD2dgjMA/s1600-h/sample3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102923517313364322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtE55w1zMWI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yoCiD2dgjMA/s400/sample3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtE56Q1zMXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/SZWMD_eN9e0/s1600-h/sample.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102923525903298930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtE56Q1zMXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/SZWMD_eN9e0/s400/sample.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7151801367581357020?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7151801367581357020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7151801367581357020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7151801367581357020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7151801367581357020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/breathing.html' title='Breathing'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RtE55w1zMWI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yoCiD2dgjMA/s72-c/sample3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-6159594397938314303</id><published>2007-08-26T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:05:30.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infatuation</title><content type='html'>Humphhh, I promise I'll update my blog the next time I touch the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I need to help mom do some pasta sauce for dinner later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMISE PROMISE &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-6159594397938314303?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6159594397938314303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=6159594397938314303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6159594397938314303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6159594397938314303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/infatuation.html' title='Infatuation'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7125464808029325878</id><published>2007-08-22T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:29:20.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Cool MySpace Graphics at BlingCheese.com" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Graphics" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/other/funny/6ebdf6f0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Cool MySpace Graphics at BlingCheese.com" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Graphics" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/other/funny/Nosexforawhile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7125464808029325878?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7125464808029325878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7125464808029325878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7125464808029325878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7125464808029325878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-good.html' title='this is good'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-8247118943221706021</id><published>2007-08-18T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:34.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whew! Theory exam week is finally finished. Means no more reading for me!! Yeah!! Hope that all the subjects pass, 'coz I really studied hard for those subjects (erhem). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the next week I'll be having my Kitchen Practical and Restaurant Practical. Kitchen Practical exam last week was cancelled due to water and electric shortage! Half of me is happy, another half of me is sad. Coz I need to take that exam again. And also, I can correct my mistake from the last exam. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since today is the last day of theory exam, we went out for some fun. Although walking around KK is not really fun for me, but as long as I have people to go out with me, I'm alrite, mate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to watch &lt;a class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','1','')" href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/ratatouille/"&gt;Ratatouille : Rat-a-too-ee&lt;/a&gt;. It was OKAY, they did mention a lot of kitchen stuffs and all those gourmet foods. I really wish that rat is with me during my kitchen practical, controlling my every move. Such wonders..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to take some pictures, lemme see if I can scan them...Oops, no. Sorry, I'll try again next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here are some of the pictures I took during the exam week. SS most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RsbuqA1zMPI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nOWDAanqrDE/s1600-h/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100026033591234802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RsbuqA1zMPI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nOWDAanqrDE/s400/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RsbuqQ1zMQI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CHANLjflQIQ/s1600-h/DSC02391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100026037886202114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RsbuqQ1zMQI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CHANLjflQIQ/s400/DSC02391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbuqg1zMRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5P7u8juAsFc/s1600-h/DSC02392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100026042181169426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbuqg1zMRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5P7u8juAsFc/s400/DSC02392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbuqg1zMSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/DnyiwdllNww/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100026042181169442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbuqg1zMSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/DnyiwdllNww/s400/DSC02390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbv1w1zMTI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AbvkGWFcpuw/s1600-h/DSC02303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100027334966325554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbv1w1zMTI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AbvkGWFcpuw/s400/DSC02303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbv1w1zMUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/m7PbsPj2Q4o/s1600-h/DSC02350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100027334966325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbv1w1zMUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/m7PbsPj2Q4o/s400/DSC02350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbv2A1zMVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/U5-5K_tjcvs/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100027339261292882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rsbv2A1zMVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/U5-5K_tjcvs/s400/DSC02370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-8247118943221706021?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8247118943221706021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=8247118943221706021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8247118943221706021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8247118943221706021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/upgrade.html' title='Upgrade'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RsbuqA1zMPI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nOWDAanqrDE/s72-c/DSC02387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5162333994897185834</id><published>2007-08-10T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:53:20.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I believe in astrology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got bored and was fumbling with horoscope stuff, and this is what I get:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The encouragement you've been waiting for will finally arrive today, from a very comforting source. A group of women will cheer you on and enable you to get out of your comfort zone a bit more, which will open your eyes to just how capable you actually are. People are looking out for you right now, and they want to give you the help you need -- whenever you need it. You are an important part of someone's life, and today you may finally start to understand just how important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks to Glen for giving me a comment. That's so sweet of you! I will definitely miss you, kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also others too, my Ah Chan, my Ah Noor, Sot Sot Jolin and those la...haha...lazy to mention all your names out la, sorry laaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to stop now, and better get back to studying. Wish me luck, I almost failed in Kitchen Practical, there's still chance to save it. Help me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladybunny.net/blog/uploaded_images/DIRTY%20MARTINI-799854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ladybunny.net/blog/uploaded_images/DIRTY%20MARTINI-799854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5162333994897185834?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5162333994897185834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5162333994897185834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5162333994897185834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5162333994897185834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-i-believe-in-astrology.html' title='Sometimes I believe in astrology'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5775803781224539730</id><published>2007-08-07T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:14:10.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It all just goes so fast</title><content type='html'>Today is not a good day for me. I almost got hit by cars twice in the morning. I was very dazed and sleepy, and I don't really know what I'm doing. At that time, I was thinking, let them hit me and just let me die. But, in the afternoon, something changed that thought. Such sad news, and it all just goes so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this girl, Christine Tang when I was in Junior 1. She was the class monitor. She's this small girl, with a pretty and cute face. She's adorable to everybody. But she transfered school just after a few months and went to Tshung Tsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at Junior 2, when a whole group of us were on our way to my house, coz we were going out, we saw her outside her school (her school is near my house). We saw her carrying boxes with an adult (her aunt I supposed). And we asked how's she doing. And coincidently, that day was the last day she was in Tshung Tsin, coz she's moving back to her hometown in Lawas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from that moment, we never heard of her. Maybe some of our classmates still were in contact with her. But until today, that I got her news. She passed away yesterday from an accident. This caused shock to everyone who got the news, inclusive of me. This is just a shock shock shock. That's all I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for her family and friends and send my condolences to them. I pray that she's resting in peace and in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all of you, seize every moment in your life, because, who knows, the slightest wrong move you make, will bring you serious accidents or deaths. Be careful in what you do, and don't do the wrong thing. Don't rebel anything that is meant to save your life. Love every moment of your life and look after yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may God bless you. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5775803781224539730?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5775803781224539730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5775803781224539730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5775803781224539730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5775803781224539730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-all-just-goes-so-fast.html' title='It all just goes so fast'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7883494094183992102</id><published>2007-08-06T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:35.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the fucking ringing in my ears!</title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of some certain people. Criteria: posting that you're studying in your nick on AIM/MSN. What's up with that? Do we really need to know that you're studying? I admit it, I did that before, and found out that idea is very freaking dumb. I asked some people, why must post that? They said, so that people wouldn't disturb them. Well, if you don't want people don't disturb you, why don't you just not online. There are also people who did this just to freak me out. Just because they saw that I'm online, they purposely changed the nick just to show me that they are studying. What the fuck is wrong with that? I'm not freaked, okay? It's not a big deal to me if you're studying. What's a big deal to you is that I'm gonna win you, so don't ever aim me as your target. (I'm being vain, coz I'm fucking mad). Well, fine! Next time I'll post that I'm studying and blowing my brains out so that I can get top 1 and be the smartest ass person in college or whatever. NOT! &lt;p&gt;I don't understand what's the fuss with all the nicknames around. Just because I posted something vulgar/angry/obscene/whatever, doesn't mean I'm feeling that. It's just fun having to post such words. No offend to those who cared for me. I still love those who cared for me. But, there's no limit in my nick and so be it. If you're really my true friend, you know what to do.! &lt;p&gt;Exam is coming, you think I'm not freaking out? Seriously, only those who doesn't care is not freaking out. It's just that I'm not prepared for this. sigh. I need to make it, so those fuckers will really respect me.! &lt;p&gt;BAH! I really hate that HOZIMING!! Fucking bastard. I thought he's a quiet guy, nothing much and all that. And he ended up bitching about me to Aizhen. Fuck him fuck him. How dare he simply just put words into my mouth and just do that!!?!!?? For those who are confused with what I'm saying, no, it's not a guy I like or liked. He's such a weirdo and such a bitch. I'm gonna curse him and scold him tomorrow in class. I guess when you're a good person, you don't get much reward for being a good person. Instead, you got bitched. Double sigh. Friends, my arse! Such fakers fakers fakers. I need to stick something into his ass like what they do to females in the "hukuman sula". He's gonna enjoy it.! &lt;p&gt;SOHAT Nite happened on last Friday evening. Things are pretty well. Everyone got off their lazy ass and really made themselves look pretty. Here's prove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrcgVluMYxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/033u3DlChRc/s1600-h/P8030238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577058668208914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrcgVluMYxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/033u3DlChRc/s400/P8030238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrcgWVuMYyI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RXjEJ2I-8ns/s1600-h/P8030245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577071553110818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrcgWVuMYyI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RXjEJ2I-8ns/s400/P8030245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheena is so gorgeous!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm finally Simpsonized!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrchK1uMYzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YD3gJMfqh-k/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095577973496242994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrchK1uMYzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YD3gJMfqh-k/s400/me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7883494094183992102?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7883494094183992102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7883494094183992102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7883494094183992102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7883494094183992102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/stop-fucking-ringing-in-my-ears.html' title='Stop the fucking ringing in my ears!'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RrcgVluMYxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/033u3DlChRc/s72-c/P8030238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7806699790968043567</id><published>2007-08-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T22:45:40.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U got style</title><content type='html'>1st of August, 16 days since I last blog, I'm one hell of a lazy person. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;So happy today, whatever shittiness today just got deleted right out of my head, because my computer's back!! Yahoo&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shizz, stupid pilak at the bus thinks he's so capable of being a womanizer, sat next to me and keep squeeshing to my seat. pfft. If only this country allows weapons.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and the presentation today. Why only ask me history stuffs? Not fair, k?&lt;br /&gt;Agagaga...this is gonna be a short one. Coz I'm out now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7806699790968043567?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7806699790968043567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7806699790968043567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7806699790968043567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7806699790968043567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/08/u-got-style.html' title='U got style'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2177012595059640155</id><published>2007-07-15T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:36.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive and Forget?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqF6jVuMYpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8z4h8rTVoQE/s1600-h/absolut_comps_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089483801450275474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqF6jVuMYpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8z4h8rTVoQE/s400/absolut_comps_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I'm sure many of you like this picture as much as I do, I have another picture which also features Vodka, but it's too big, whenever I post it, it will automatically reduce to a smaller size which is not very nice. So, this is the second best! Enjoy and slurp your saliva, yumm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, first off, I need to apologize for this overdue blog, mostly my computer's fault, I have been updating it since 15th of July, and my PC is spoilt, and I can't continue. Plus, I have tons of gazillions projects and presentation to prepare. So, this week is really hectic for me. I have been running here and there gathering my informations and looking for computers to complete them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lectures have been alrite for me, except for a few, like the Mr. D I've mentioned in the last blog. Nah, I'm so lazy to "story" that out. It's not worth it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, we get to make "Creme of Caramel" in kitchen practical. Let's see if I can post some pictures of that yummy dessert. p/s making caramel needs patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://creampuffsinvenice.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/dscn2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the best picture I can grab, but it's not the real "creme of caramel". It's called "creme Brulee", a little bit similar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week, when I was doing my projects in my aunt's house, I'm staying overnight there actually, coz my computer is busted and I needed the computer badly. While doing my work, I was also surfing the net (heehee). And I came across something that really hurt me. After seeing that, my heart kinda had this little pain, coz I really can't bear it. I refuse to believe it, but the truth is just right in front of me. It was then I really needed my mom and bro with me. And the next day when I'm at home, I feel a little relieve. It's just miracle, I didn't even tell them what happened, but I felt a little better. And *watevs* to those who hurt me, I'm just gonna be stronger and better that you!! You better watch your back, son of a bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bluehatseo.com/images/middle_finger_flame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna give this to you and shove it up your ass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice picture of the fiery middle finger, sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I read xiaxue's blog last week, I think. And she wrote about the top 5 (or 7?) most disgusting bloggers in the Singapore blogosphere. It was hillarious. You should check it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-seven-most-disgusting-bloggers-in.html"&gt;http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-seven-most-disgusting-bloggers-in.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm really impressed with what she wrote. It's daring and funny. I also think that she's got a sense of humour of writing about her. The first time I'm praising her.Imagine if I could do that, well, think of "Joey's top 10 disgusting friends she's ever had". Oh, I'm not gonna do that, coz I'm not up to that daring level yet. So, it's still safe to read my blog. I'm not really that bitchy yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seems that so many people are leaving KK. First Ah Noor, she's going off tonight, we're going to send her off. I hope that I can see Shau Tenk cry. That picture will be priceless!! Muahaahaha. We all made/bought(hehe) card for her. Gonna miss that little brat. sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then after that, Ah Chan is going too. This time I'm really gonna cry. I'm gonna be so bored. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I took part in the photography contest this week. Guess what pictures I used? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089519282175107746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGa0luMYqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/iFd2-wJUkBs/s400/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089519282175107762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGa0luMYrI/AAAAAAAAAVo/AZ8AVahPwuE/s400/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These two pictures are taken quite long ago, like last year, when we're in Manukan. There, we left lots of memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least, here are my self-whoring portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089521627227251394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGc9FuMYsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hIRFEOjxltY/s400/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089521627227251410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGc9FuMYtI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4ZNVXXtc1KI/s400/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089521631522218722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGc9VuMYuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8Dn0IvkWCLo/s400/DSC02098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089521631522218738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGc9VuMYvI/AAAAAAAAAWI/UJZgmX2JFmc/s400/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089521631522218754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqGc9VuMYwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MnWSQEnhuOg/s400/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously, the clear ones are from my camera, and the blurry ones are from my camera phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="poll" pluginspage="http://www.xatech.com/update_flash.shtml" align="middle" src="http://www.xatech.com/web_gear/poll/poll.swf" width="420" height="315" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" flashvars="id=448852" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xatech.com/web_gear/?p" target="_BLANK"&gt;Get your own Poll!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adios, I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2177012595059640155?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2177012595059640155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2177012595059640155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2177012595059640155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2177012595059640155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgive-and-forget.html' title='Forgive and Forget?'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RqF6jVuMYpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8z4h8rTVoQE/s72-c/absolut_comps_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2210993951801280597</id><published>2007-07-10T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:37.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Shut Up and Drive ~~</title><content type='html'>Well, yeahhh, I have mixed feelings this week. I am just PISSED. Duncan is pissing me off!! I know sometimes my words can be harsh, but people know me, I joke a lot. I don't care if I hurt you or what, I'm doing the talking, not you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story. We were having this restaurant practical test yesterday. And he kept pointing out the mistakes we did, he didn't even teach us on how to do those stuffs. And he just deducted our marks just like that. He is pretty bias to some people as well. I don't think I want to name those people, but I have been talking to some friends, and they thought so too. See? It's not a one person's point of view at all, it's multi people's point of views. I do think you are two-faced, and you dare to point that out to us?? I should give you a mirror for your present. The next time, better think of yourself before you point out our own mistakes. Giving us good examples my ass!! Oh, at the end of the test, he said we didn't give in effort to our tests and studies and all that. I really hate it when people said that I didn't put enough effort in something when I really did. I told him in his face that I did put in that effort, and he didn't seem to believe in what I said. 'Coz whatever I said is unbelievable? Duhh, who's the smart one there? If you are a good hotelier, you shouldn't have been working as a low paid lecturer in INTI SABAH PUTATAN dude! (No offense to Inti Sabah) And I do blame him, he didn't put in enough effort in teaching us, coz all he cares about is minor personal problems, such as rumors of him getting engage. (As if people wants him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said we can't answer questions because we didn't put enough effort. At that time I'm really really pissed, plus I'm feeling very cranky that day. So I just said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Who teach one?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;-I speak very bad English, I know. =.=. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got really offended with what I said. Yeesh, and he blabbled about the attitude stuffs and I'll be taken to the Principal's office if he wants to, but he's being a good guy and all that shizz. Eh, if you want to, just bring me in la, you think I'm scared of that? Plus, I got a good big mouth, I can bad mouth you anytime I want to. Don't you think all those girls salute to you, then I'll salute to you? I'm really disgusted with you, really! I do respect other lecturers, though. Big headed..psshhhh! And today, he commented on my assignment, that I copied my notes. What are the notes for? For reference la, so lots of words will be as same as the notes ma. I did use my own words and you said I copied ALL of them. But at last, I still get a 8 out of 10. =) But, whatevs! (waving hands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because Shin was joking about Fiona, you don't have to point that mistake out to us. We love being mean. So just shut your shizz. I do think this is really none of your business, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I don't care if this post gets to him, his fans are welcomed to show this to him. I don't give a fuck. It's my blog, I write what I want. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on to much happier things, it's been a long time since I haven't been bitching about other people already, so this means he really does piss me off. Big mothafucka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was such a funny morning to me. It was getting cloudy and it's drizzling when I got out from home. So mom advised me to take an umbrella. She said it's gonna rain. I didn't listen to her at first, 'coz the umbrella is really big, and my lazy fucking hands just refused to take it. After much persuasion from mom, I just have to take it. And it did rain fucking hard. So, I apologize to mom here. Hehe. When I reached school, the wind was really really strong. It's still raining, so I'm holding the umbrella, with Shin, Elsa, and another degree girl (I don't know her name, just helping somebody =) hehe) and the wind is really strong, just imagine, STRONG WIND. And my umbrella flipped. As in really flipped upside down, coz the wind is blowing the opposite way. That happened when I was in the middle of the road. So embarrasing, people were looking at us and shouting. When that happened, Elsa and the degree girl just stopped in the middle of the road and stared at me when I'm being blown. Funny, and the first word that I said when that happened is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Pukimak".&lt;/span&gt; Elsa heard that and imitated me. I know I'm very vulgar. Hehe..I just can't stop smiling when I'm writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, there's my story for today. Oh wait, I have one more. It's really a cute story. I was in the bus on the way home, there's this lady carrying a baby sitting beside me. I looked at the baby, he has the longest eye lashes ever!!! Even fake eye lashes and the mascara fibres can't fake this pretty pretty eye lashes!! Oh, that lady was breast feeding her baby too. Nothing to blab about. The main thing is the eye lashes only, kay? I don't want a baby now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiddled with my camera again yesterday, or was it the day before? Hmm, I don't care, so this means I'm posting my pics here, OKay, just 3 this time, 'coz I don't want to burn your eyes. I must admit, I love the camera, and the camera loves me. Yipee...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZx2ijEII/AAAAAAAAAUY/l-P6NQbwa5o/s1600-h/456424539l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085507117220302978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZx2ijEII/AAAAAAAAAUY/l-P6NQbwa5o/s400/456424539l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZyGijEJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tWV2z8n1w1E/s1600-h/703622938l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085507121515270290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZyGijEJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tWV2z8n1w1E/s400/703622938l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZyWijEKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9GgorgHGnr0/s1600-h/998976995l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085507125810237602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZyWijEKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9GgorgHGnr0/s400/998976995l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Attitude is Better than 55% of the Population&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/attitude-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a positive attitude... somtimes. You prefer to see the world through clear glasses, not rose colored ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/"&gt;How's Your Attitude?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://divine-music.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Music" src="http://divine-music.net/images/dmmusicbar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://divine-music.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Music" src="http://divine-music.net/images/dmlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed align="center" src="http://divine-music.net/musicfiles/Rihanna -  Shut Up and Drive.wma" width="0" height="0" autostart="TRUE" loop="TRUE"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://divine-music.net/" target="blank"&gt;Free Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just read this article from someone's blog, and it seems so suitable with the stuff I wrote above. So, here's what I've copied: &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Question 1: &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion? &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Read the next question before looking at the response for this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Candidate A.&lt;br /&gt;Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Candidate B.&lt;br /&gt;He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Candidate C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife. Which of these candidates would be your choice? Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Candidate B is Winston Churchill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you said YES, you just killed Beethoven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never be afraid to try something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Remember: Amateurs...built the ark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Professionals...built the Titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Real cool, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2210993951801280597?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2210993951801280597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2210993951801280597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2210993951801280597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2210993951801280597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-shut-up-and-drive.html' title='Just Shut Up and Drive ~~'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpNZx2ijEII/AAAAAAAAAUY/l-P6NQbwa5o/s72-c/456424539l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2506456767622925268</id><published>2007-07-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tap your fingers, Do you remember I held your hand under that lamp post?</title><content type='html'>Ahh..I'm so ecstatic now, I just played with my camera, and I just loved the effects, I swear, no Photoshop is done in this..wahahahaahaha..check this out..and really, no editting, guess how I did it?? hehehe..all I did was took it in my room without lights...mystery ain't it??&lt;br /&gt;The reason? I'm just bored, can't go out 'coz I'm broke T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyt2ijEEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/C4h_Fbmfd2I/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760480105566274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyt2ijEEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/C4h_Fbmfd2I/s400/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyuGijEFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IBWTTRT5_Mo/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760484400533586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyuGijEFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IBWTTRT5_Mo/s400/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyuWijEGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/AqIdp6YUK0s/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760488695500898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyuWijEGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/AqIdp6YUK0s/s400/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyuWijEHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DpGipY5FuBg/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760488695500914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyuWijEHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DpGipY5FuBg/s400/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the last one best...my skin is super flawless in this...it's red!!!! I'm bleeding..uhhh...=.=&lt;br /&gt;I'd better stop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2506456767622925268?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2506456767622925268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2506456767622925268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2506456767622925268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2506456767622925268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/07/tap-your-fingers-do-you-remember-i-held.html' title='Tap your fingers, Do you remember I held your hand under that lamp post?'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RpCyt2ijEEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/C4h_Fbmfd2I/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-6780885755413724064</id><published>2007-07-03T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:40.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum Dee Dum Dum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahak, it's almost midnight, and I'm sleepy, so I guess this post will be kinda short. Start with last Saturday, went out with Jia Hui, Shau Tenk, Sarah, and Ah Noor. Before that I went for this driving lessons, the lessons only took 1 hour, and I have to waste 2 hours there waiting for other people to finish their talk. Damn, if it weren't for them, I'll have more time with them (JiaHui, Shau Tenk....)&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, at least I get to meet up with them. It's good to be with them. We talked, gossipped, and took pictures. Sadly, only a few, coz of insufficient time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's what we took on Saturday. I hope we can take more pictures for the next outing. I will really miss those guys when they leave KK...Well, Cherish~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyhGijEBI/AAAAAAAAATg/hxwXBBPRVUs/s1600-h/619269891l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083001042457792530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyhGijEBI/AAAAAAAAATg/hxwXBBPRVUs/s400/619269891l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Shau Tenk, Jia Hui (tai jia) and me @ Secret Recipe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyhWijECI/AAAAAAAAATo/bgLjFtBCUQk/s1600-h/673434238l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083001046752759842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyhWijECI/AAAAAAAAATo/bgLjFtBCUQk/s400/673434238l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shau Tenk, Jia Hui, me, Ah Noor..the two blackies are our bodyguards..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000832004394978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyU2ijD-I/AAAAAAAAATI/O_vlWHOEFk8/s400/153485370l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture is taken by me, I wonder what's Ah Noor doing with my water bottle?? Hmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyVGijEAI/AAAAAAAAATY/OvqpYeGfhak/s1600-h/549989557l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000836299362306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyVGijEAI/AAAAAAAAATY/OvqpYeGfhak/s400/549989557l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is taken by Jia Hui, better hug Sarah tight tight!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083002661660463154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ropz_WijEDI/AAAAAAAAATw/vA4YZV-gQZY/s400/373747602l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is taken by Ah Noor, I gotta give her credits, this is the best picture we have taken so far, with the nice lanterns&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, that's all I have for Saturday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yippeee, I finally finished my assignments!! =D Although, it's not as good as others, at least I put my effort in it. This week, got to contact with Jolin, well, all things are good good. I'm so happy for all of us, I guess we're finally growing up! Passed my QTI test, and now I'm waiting for my JPJ, which is this Thursday, hopefully I don't do any silly mistakes!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Got a little bored today, so I wanted to try my camera's resolution by taking pictures of me!!! Wahahaha, yes, I'm kinda self-obsessed, or very?? huh? hehe..besides that, I got the gothic make up with super red lipstick! Loving red lipstick now!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000827709427666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyUmijD9I/AAAAAAAAATA/Usnmc4koz-w/s400/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I tried black and white, turns out my skin is so perfect, except that my expression is very dead. Which is ironic, because this suits the gothic make up. But something seems quite wrong in this picture and I still can't figure it out. @.@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyAGijD3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/_rA84IcydnM/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000475522109298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyAGijD3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/_rA84IcydnM/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, I tried using color, which is without flash, the smoky eyes seemed nice, coz it looks like it's smudged, but the lipstick is not sharp, not really obvious, coz not only I'm wearing red shaded lipstick, but I also topped it with gloss, and it's really really very glossy, coz I love to put a lot of gloss, which makes me look like I have just drank oil with my lips! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000479817076610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyAWijD4I/AAAAAAAAASY/U91sbgyt-yw/s400/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another shot without using flash, I editted this photo, mainly because of the ugly background which consist of a lousy window with panes and an iron. =.= This time, the picture is a little bit brighter but my eyes really looks panda-ish. T.T I guess I can't take a perfect picture at all...the lip color is still not sharp enough. I have enough with non-flash pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000819119493058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyUGijD8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/t8Ld7G037q0/s400/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The front view. This time with flash. I'm really happy with the color of it. But not my looks =.= My skin is so smooth, in real life, it's not like that, it's just make up wonders. And you can also notice that the red streak of hair is showing and is really red, in real life, that red is not actually red, it's orange (faded hair dye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyAmijD5I/AAAAAAAAASg/X2UqnoScVQc/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000484112043922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyAmijD5I/AAAAAAAAASg/X2UqnoScVQc/s400/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Side view. I love taking side views, maybe because I like my ears? But I can't see my ears here. d-.-b Well, check out the red lip color! and also the background, I love the background because it matches the red and black!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyBWijD6I/AAAAAAAAASo/OzK94FfgKTk/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000496996945826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyBWijD6I/AAAAAAAAASo/OzK94FfgKTk/s400/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another side view, this time, I really like it, coz my nose is high!!! yeah yeah, it's quite hard to take a picture with an Asian flat nose. Yes, I admit it, I did a little bit of editting on my nose. Happy Happy..I can see my red hair again~~ I posted this picture on Friendster..woo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyBmijD7I/AAAAAAAAASw/IVMIms9U4i8/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083000501291913138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyBmijD7I/AAAAAAAAASw/IVMIms9U4i8/s400/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another side view again, and the red hair is very obvious, so don't say I didn't post my red hair again k? And I sorta can see my studs~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, that's all that I got to say for this post, I'll end it with a quiz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Driving Is is: 51% Male, 49% Female&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyoudrivelikeaguyoragirlquiz/driving-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to studies, you drive both like a guy and a girl.&lt;br /&gt;This means you're a pretty average driver, with typical quirks.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally you're frustrated and or a little reckless, but that's the exception - not the norm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/doyoudrivelikeaguyoragirlquiz/"&gt;Do You Drive Like a Guy or a Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-6780885755413724064?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6780885755413724064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=6780885755413724064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6780885755413724064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6780885755413724064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/07/dum-dee-dum-dum.html' title='Dum Dee Dum Dum'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RopyhGijEBI/AAAAAAAAATg/hxwXBBPRVUs/s72-c/619269891l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-3654235846032236484</id><published>2007-07-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:20:24.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*the* convo =.= crazy shizz</title><content type='html'>Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) sent 6/30/2007 7:37 AM:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;get my msg?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;wat msg?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;copy again?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ookko&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;rape mr.wong&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hihi&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;eyh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;im having my red wine rite now&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hoho&lt;br /&gt;Brand New&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;copy paste only mahhhh&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;mr wong pula ni&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;wine wine wine!!!&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hihi&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;uh yeahh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;panas my dada&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;not rili sedap&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;yerrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;i wan i wannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;okk2 la&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;better than nuttin&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;open ur mouth&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;herng..i go eat chocolate now&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;feel the wine&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ahaks&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;dont care..tomorrow i go drink the whiskey again&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;uisehh&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;since i'll be at my aunt's hse&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;eyh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;steal some la&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;we share&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;don't want!!! bler bler bler&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;have to go see if got brandy or not&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;wahh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;so many wine display in her house&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;awww&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ur aunty stay wer?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;u know seri insan?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;the school&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ic&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ic&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;near that area la&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;u have to tell me when u can bring ur usb ah...i have to bring the connector..&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;2.5 gbs of music...&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;aww&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ok ba if u&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;alaa&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;allaa?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;nth&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;still thinking of wat songs to download..hehe&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;kinda bored of my songs already&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;u can play what kinda instrument?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;none sadly&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;my ex wanted to teach me guitar..but then when start want to play..his guitar string patah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;astaga&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;can play wit us ba&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;eyh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;itu pun if u guys wanna join'&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;bcoz we always jam upstairs&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;good la&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;my ex always jamming in cp de...yeeh..that bastard!!&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;hhaahaha&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;bastard&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;nth la...&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;forget about him!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;srry bout dat&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;it's okay bahh...&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;enjoyng being single tu =) no stress&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i wish too&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;but i cant&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah...hold on to her!!&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;don't follow me&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;dun wori&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;im a loyal person&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;good !!&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i know im gud&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;but still gay&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ala&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;play2 only mah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;good bah if gay&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm booooorreddddddd&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;freakin bored&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurmm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;srry&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i find some lyric just now&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yabah kann&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;what else wanna talk arr&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;still have no idea on how to do my assignment..crap&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;next tuesday due date already&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;omfg&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;havent do yet&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;eyh&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;that price range laa&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;you had better do now&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ooo&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;that price range is the last one!!&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;can ask on monday mahh&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;if i know i can finish it alredy&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;ehh..&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;by tomorrow i want to finish..together with another assignment..&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;i can do it!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;must must finish it!&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yayaya&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;gambate&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;caiyo2&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;caiyo? apa tu?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;bkn gudluck meh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i just copying my fren`s word&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;oh..okay&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;i only know gambatte...&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;others..dunnnnnnooooo&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i tot u know&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;just say it out&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;u think i'm genious??hehe&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;ehh..&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;wat's ur JJJ stands for again??&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;julio jeremy joachim&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok..next time i call u julio&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;but ppl pronounce it as hulio j=heremy&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;*heremy&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ieww&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;plzzz laa&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;dunn eh&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;hulio heremy&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;why&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i know its sux&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! 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( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;Question 1:&lt;br /&gt;If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?&lt;br /&gt;Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;Question 2:&lt;br /&gt;It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A.&lt;br /&gt;Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist. He's had two mistresses. 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( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;forgot oo&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;aishh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;apa tuu aa&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;www.blogger.com/leovendetta&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;eyh&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u der?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;www.leovendetta.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) just sent you a nudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;yee.&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;copying bahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just sent a nudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna post smthing jg&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hihi&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;eyh&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;heheh..okay la..&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean this cnversation&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i will view urs&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurm..&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;stop here&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;gudluck pangyou&lt;br /&gt;XIA XY -- somebody is desperate for attention @.@ says:&lt;br /&gt;alrite..bye&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Leo Vendetta! ( More hyper! ) says:&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-3654235846032236484?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3654235846032236484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=3654235846032236484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3654235846032236484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3654235846032236484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/07/convo-crazy-shizz.html' title='*the* convo =.= crazy shizz'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7956815007389912246</id><published>2007-06-29T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best day of my life is the day that i die</title><content type='html'>I've been getting pretty weird these few days, sort of craving for attention since I don't really care for that. Maybe it's not attention I need, it's care I need, or maybe both? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping late these few days, addicted to the online business again like school days =) which means, more updates. xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing my hundred gazillions of assignments now, looks like the mood is not there. Sigh. Why is my life like that? I felt intimidated by little small things, worrying about this and that. And, *him*, that bastard.&lt;br /&gt;My love life is so sucky. Everytime I fall for somebody, I give them super attention, but I never get what I want. What the fuck is wrong with me? I need to be appreciated, desperately! Guess I don't deserve that....sighhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit it! I do think of suicide sometimes, it's the biggest sin. So?&lt;br /&gt;College stuffs have been okay for me. Already used to the surroundings, having breakfast early and skipping lunch on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I need a driving license desperately, so that I can drive off and fly into the sea. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;And here's another confession. Remember when I said that smoke and cigarrettes are disgusting. Yes, they are indeed disgusting and very unhealthy and cause ugliness. Have been doing "imaginery smoking" these days, kinda thinking of Bart smoking bubbles. What the fuck am I talking about?!&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with "umbrella" vs. Scott Simons. Very smooooooth.&lt;br /&gt;Why does people like to show off? Aren't they bored with all those talents they have? I'm considered as the kind of person who can pull "weird" off easily and people seems to like it. =)&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm definitely am not a lesbian. But I can kiss a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~in the dark, you can't see shiny cars, and you need me there~&lt;br /&gt;~took an oath, stick it to the end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ey ey ey&lt;br /&gt;I guess here's some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIiWijDyI/AAAAAAAAARo/JPuntP7dutk/s1600-h/792753547_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081477140816531234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIiWijDyI/AAAAAAAAARo/JPuntP7dutk/s400/792753547_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIimijDzI/AAAAAAAAARw/lZWBK8EKXPo/s1600-h/30_seconds_to_mars--large-msg-11601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081477145111498546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIimijDzI/AAAAAAAAARw/lZWBK8EKXPo/s400/30_seconds_to_mars--large-msg-11601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIimijD0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/61_zosur46Y/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081477145111498562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIimijD0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/61_zosur46Y/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIi2ijD1I/AAAAAAAAASA/PFBJjk-S8tA/s1600-h/billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081477149406465874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIi2ijD1I/AAAAAAAAASA/PFBJjk-S8tA/s400/billy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIi2ijD2I/AAAAAAAAASI/UJrYdKswbng/s1600-h/housespecial-+fresh+fruit,+wild+berry+sauce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081477149406465890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIi2ijD2I/AAAAAAAAASI/UJrYdKswbng/s400/housespecial-+fresh+fruit,+wild+berry+sauce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 being sarcastic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7956815007389912246?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7956815007389912246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7956815007389912246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7956815007389912246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7956815007389912246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-day-of-my-life-is-day-that-i-die.html' title='the best day of my life is the day that i die'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RoUIiWijDyI/AAAAAAAAARo/JPuntP7dutk/s72-c/792753547_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-66245105740149022</id><published>2007-06-11T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T17:29:40.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Rains</title><content type='html'>My Gosh...these few days have been like some kind of blast for me!! Good things have been happening and happening. I feel so freaking happy now (plus boring now), that's why I updated my blog now.. +.+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, the Mentor Mentee thing..I have one freakishly big hair on myself, and a personal hairstylist!! =) And a big choker/necklace!! Nah, you'll have to see the pictures to see myself have a blast. Unfortch though, I don't have them right now, so, I guess I'll post it in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, my mood is like so so so super fully charged. But, I'm really pleased with the internet connection these days. I downloaded like 10++ albums and all it took is just one night and voila! Everything is finished by the time I moved my mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the music now~~!! I'm so happy I sang along to the songs, and my aunt came in. She's like -shocked- to see me bobbing my head and singing singing. She said I'm having my very own karaoke in front of the computer. So embarrassing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my hair long. Right now, I'm thinking of having the rock chick long hair. Coz it's black and have red streak!!! And all I have to do now is not clean myself for weeks and I'll look like the girl version of the members of Greenday! Kidding-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't expect the changes on me. Especially my friends from high school. Back then, I was this punk girl, now, oh my gosh, I dare to wear skirts and super short shorts!! Hehe..shockers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I really wanna be a rock chick, with the dirty make up, dirty nails and all those!!! Like Courtney Love, the tattoos, the piercings and everything everything. That rock attitude that adults hate. And of course, a good voice for music! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have a reunion this Saturday. No one is allowed to cancel it, or else I'm gonna be super pissed off as in super volcano blast and you'll hear me bitch talk!!!! Woooo, looking forward to it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that transgender in Secret Recipe. He is super disgusting and a bitch! I hope he burn in hell and lost his lungs!! So does those suckers back there. They're showing such an uncivilized manners everywhere thinking they're so great. Motherfuckers they are!! I wish I have the license to kill just like 007 so that they disappear right before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do boys do silly things? Hmmm...fuck them all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Confident Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsexygirlareyouquiz/confident-sexy.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one sexy chica, and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;You've got the confidence to strut your stuff...&lt;br /&gt;And approach any man who happens to catch your eye.&lt;br /&gt;You may make a guys run away, but the true men will appreciate your moxie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsexygirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Sexy Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-66245105740149022?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/66245105740149022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=66245105740149022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/66245105740149022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/66245105740149022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-it-rains.html' title='When It Rains'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1575494965356785965</id><published>2007-06-03T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T11:34:55.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Mary Innocent Lost Her Way</title><content type='html'>Hye, it's been a long time. Really, really busy. So, where do we began? Let's just way last two weeks have been most interesting to me. Sadly though, I can't really spill them out. One hell of a crazy week I might say. Aiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, where do I start? Well, college first. Things have been pretty much the same in class. Lecturers are just cramping our schedule. That's the reason why I'm quite busy. We had progress tests already, plus practical test and project. Arrghh..Really must work hard play hard! Damn, I just fucking sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sneezing, I think I'm down with a flu or something. On the way home from college last Friday, it's been raining cats and dogs. I don't have an umbrella, unfortch! Well, I came home soaking wet. ARrgghghg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday seemed to be a nice day for me. My family went to some waterfall when I'm having my driving lessons. Means, I have the house all to myself. Haahahaha...And the Spongebob movie that I've been downloading has complete. Watched the movie for one and a half hour I think. Then I went downstairs to watch more TV. Woah!! Nickelodeon was having this Spongebob-a-thon for 4 hours straight! What luck!! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lessons have been great for me. Though I just took them for 3 hours, means another 5 more hours to go. Let's just say I'm proud I didn't hit anything or anyone. God Bless Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that working part time is not a good idea after all during education time. They tend to get your brains and body tired. So, no more working for me!! Right, Carrie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this test for fun, maybe you girls should check 'em out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Reputation Is: Mean Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabadgirlreputationquiz/mean-girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rule through teasing and intimidation..&lt;br /&gt;Yet, people would give the world to be your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabadgirlreputationquiz/"&gt;Do You Have A Bad Girl Reputation?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well well well, never see that coming to me!! Maybe I'm really one mean mothafuckn biatch~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A reminder to myself:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the first time you updated your blog since that crazy incident happen. Hope you remember this forever as it's important to your life and probably your future. Maybe, maybe not. Whatever happens, just be honest in your life and never hurt any other people anymore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Sigh- Sometimes I just wish this didn't happen, but it happened, I can't stop it. That's all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1575494965356785965?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1575494965356785965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1575494965356785965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1575494965356785965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1575494965356785965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/06/sister-mary-innocent-lost-her-way.html' title='Sister Mary Innocent Lost Her Way'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5512093148428379597</id><published>2007-05-20T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:18:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/00/32/91/003291_41298988750564i3kty737.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5512093148428379597?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5512093148428379597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5512093148428379597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5512093148428379597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5512093148428379597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/interesting.html' title='Interesting......'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-8659041303519107144</id><published>2007-05-18T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:42.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwCI/AAAAAAAAARA/2gB177QaeaA/s1600-h/DSC01887.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh my god, class is beginning to be fun these days. Although Duncan was pissed when we were a lil' late for class. But, I have to say this is the best class since my first day in college.&lt;br /&gt;We had restaurant practical the whole day, from morning till afternoon. I know it sounds boring when I write it, but I just want to tell them out. Alrite, today we learnt about table service or what Duncan said American service or plated service. It's like table services you can find in hotels or some restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;We learnt different types of cutleries, but I forgotten most of them. Too many =.= Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Then we learnt how to do napkin folding. It was fun. But because I'm slow, I didn't catch the ways of folding napkin at the first try. Haha...I kept cursing during that time. Leong kept imitating me during lunch. But I managed to fold 4 types of different napkins. Not bad eh? ;p&lt;br /&gt;Then, Duncan taught us how to set a table for four. That table is quite small, squarish table. And I thought table setting is easy and takes quite short time. It's more complicated than I thought. It's unlike the way we set tables at Secret Recipe, which took only 5 or 6 minutes at most. First, we have to spread the table cloth according to the angle and make sure it's in the middle of the table and equal at every side. Then we need to wipe the cutleries and water goblets with hot water. Setting the cutleries is really hard, cos we have A LOT of cutleries to be set. Haha..Then setting the BB plates and fold the napkins, place the table centrepiece and all those. By the time I finish my table, it took me 20 minutes!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I know how to hold the dinner plates like Kak Erda!!! Wooohooooo!!! My pinky still hurts though. Luckily I'm a lefty and things won't be really hard for me. I hate it my hands are really small. T.T&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Secret Recipe to look for Carrie and Ah Bor. I saw Kenn and Keezul at Vedablu. Surprise surprise! I'm gonna work there tomorrow!!! Now, I'm really a part-timer. Good luck to all part-timers not only in Secret Recipe, but also Oi Jin. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all I got for today. And here are some pictures~Please don't judge, kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwDI/AAAAAAAAARI/ssslxYV5o3g/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887543177756722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwDI/AAAAAAAAARI/ssslxYV5o3g/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZnbvbsRkE4c/s1600-h/DSC01910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887543177756738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZnbvbsRkE4c/s400/DSC01910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l41svwFI/AAAAAAAAARY/mhMLk1iP3l0/s1600-h/DSC01916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887551767691346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l41svwFI/AAAAAAAAARY/mhMLk1iP3l0/s400/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l41svwGI/AAAAAAAAARg/pO2FrTdov_E/s1600-h/Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887551767691362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l41svwGI/AAAAAAAAARg/pO2FrTdov_E/s400/Us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2lh1svv9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HZIQ_wylKrI/s1600-h/DSC01672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887156630699986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2lh1svv9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HZIQ_wylKrI/s400/DSC01672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2liFsvv-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/hbPB5T9_XFg/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887160925667298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2liFsvv-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/hbPB5T9_XFg/s400/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2liVsvv_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/pc7tDR6sBHE/s1600-h/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887165220634610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2liVsvv_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/pc7tDR6sBHE/s400/DSC01782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2liVsvwAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9Nkxiaysnbs/s1600-h/DSC01783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887165220634626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2liVsvwAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9Nkxiaysnbs/s400/DSC01783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2lilsvwBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/69LQrGLz3LY/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887169515601938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2lilsvwBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/69LQrGLz3LY/s400/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065887543177756706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwCI/AAAAAAAAARA/2gB177QaeaA/s400/DSC01887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-8659041303519107144?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8659041303519107144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=8659041303519107144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8659041303519107144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8659041303519107144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-god-class-is-beginning-to-be-fun.html' title='Jealous mouth'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rk2l4VsvwDI/AAAAAAAAARI/ssslxYV5o3g/s72-c/DSC01901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1683438953286261599</id><published>2007-05-17T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:34:19.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a whole lot to prove</title><content type='html'>The second week seems longer than the first week. It's like I've been in college for 4 weeks or something. But I still had fun. Been loving life here. The only thing that bugs me is my transportation to school and having to wake up early. Boo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair thinned off. I also had the red highlights on the right side of my hair. Hard to describe. But I still can't have the extensions I want cos the saloon is out of red hair. Boo again!! But never mind, I got my pretty pretty red hair. OOOooOOO...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my hair is getting dry now. Sure it'll get dry cos I fucking dyed them two times and bleached them one time to get the color I want. This means more treatment for my hair. Lots of protein for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I got pictures, but I got tons of excuses not to post them here. Maybe some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Secret Recipe to return my uniform on Tuesday and had lunch there with JiaHui. Returned that "thing" to someone. I don't deserve that. Sigh. I'm just one selfish retard, that's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to work in Secret Recipe. Just part timer only. I need money and I have to work for them! I mean, I want to buy buy buy!!!! So I need the fucking money that bad. See what money did to me? Really really influenced me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday seems such a fun day for me. We had our first kitchen practical and we were given our very own KNIVES!!! (My eyes glint when I typed out "knives"). Man, those knives are really sharp. We got one 8 inches chef knife and 3 little bearing knives. And the objects that we cut are big onions, scallops (I think it's called that, it's like a small red onion thing) and garlic. The whole class were crying when we cut the onions, haha....now, I know how to slice and mince with skills. Hopefully some day I'll be like my grandmother. She sure knows how to impress people through her impressive cooking skills. My fat tummy is appreciating her skills T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands still smell like garlic now. Eww..I soaped them till they're dry, but the smell just won't go away. Ah, never mind, I can use that smell to scare off vampires and ghost. Get the joke? No, never mind. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's class was good too, just like any other day. We had the tailoring done today. Creepy way to measure us. I am fat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know more about people today. Had lunch with bunch of people, not the usual 3 person. Haaa....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, that's all for this week. Going driving lessons this Saturday and going back to work on Sunday. Wish me luck. That's all you have to do for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1683438953286261599?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1683438953286261599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1683438953286261599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1683438953286261599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1683438953286261599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-have-whole-lot-to-prove.html' title='We have a whole lot to prove'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1689721422258400358</id><published>2007-05-17T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:48:34.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I want!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ZangyGraphics.com/picture.php?c=quotes&amp;amp;n=127"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ZangyGraphics.com/quotes/pic78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1689721422258400358?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1689721422258400358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1689721422258400358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1689721422258400358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1689721422258400358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-what-i-want.html' title='This is what I want!!'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2466948235973864382</id><published>2007-05-10T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:30:57.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, another thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Porn Star Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ima Cumming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Porn Star Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never see it "cumming"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2466948235973864382?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2466948235973864382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2466948235973864382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2466948235973864382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2466948235973864382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-another-thing.html' title='Oh, another thing...'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-6369859252137375363</id><published>2007-05-10T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:27:38.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinky Winkie, Dipsy, Lala, Po~</title><content type='html'>Hi there, y'all ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, a quick start, college started on Monday. I went there 2 hours early!!!! Waited, I thought I'm just gonna wait and wait. Ha! Then Ivan came and have breakfast with me. Appreciate it. Thanks darling~ I saw Julia, Pei Yee and Carlos. Which is great, because I thought I'm gonna be all alone this semester. And after that, I got a surprise, Oi Jin also took the same class with me. Now I'm not gonna be alone. You know, the first-day-at-school thing kinda freaks people out. I took the bus for the first time to Putatan and it was scaaaaaary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, let's just say, second day at college and I start skipping programs. =.= pardon me for doing that! Had class in the afternoon. Then later on we were supposed to go for this orientation class for the freshmen. Then, Ah Bor texted me and said the guys are going to Secret Recipe for lunch and all that. And I was like, "I WANT TO GO THERE TOO!! But I got class T.T" Then I asked Julia if this orientation thing is important and is it really really compulsary. She said better you skip it, it is super boring and all that. Yahoo! Then I skipped. Ha! Went over to SR, got a surprise. Not really expecting it, and not excited at all. Kinda add misery in me. Sigh, how am I gonna overcome it?? Had lunch with them. Talked loads of crap and had fun. My head is still thinking of my misery while having fun. Spent some money though. After that we went over to Fun Square and had racing games. I lose badly. Nearly lose my voice from all the shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, class at first was super boring. Wanted to fall asleep but luckily I still know how to respect people &gt;.&lt; But I still sms with Shau Tenk during lectures. Kinda make me not want to fall asleep. Haha...Then we went over to the kitchen. It is hot as hell. But I kinda look forward to study in there. Then I can eat and eat and eat the food I cook (please make it good) =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, well, I think I enjoy class more now today. Because I get to talk to most of my classmates there. Getting to laugh at Mr. Duncan's class. Hope I still remember lessons. Cough cough. But then during English class, it was boring. I don't know why. Sigh. Andy asked me out after class. Had drinks for a few minutes, coz I was rushing home. Haha..But it's good to chat with him. He's the most emo guy I've known..sorry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's for this week's update. Hopefully more good things turn out in my life and I can find a way to overcome my problems and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully I get a red streak on my hair on Saturday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-6369859252137375363?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6369859252137375363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=6369859252137375363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6369859252137375363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6369859252137375363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/tinky-winkie-dipsy-lala-po.html' title='Tinky Winkie, Dipsy, Lala, Po~'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7356796385299547230</id><published>2007-05-05T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:29:14.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess my bitching days are back!</title><content type='html'>Things haven't been good for me these few months. I am wearing a super ass-pissing face writing this blog. But, I need some analogue to get things started first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my usual: Hi, bloggy, long time no write here. How you doin'? Guess it's pretty long time since I've not pen(keyboard) out my thoughts here. Well, here's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up with bad news. Mom went to Miri. So there's only me at home. A-L-L...A-L-O-N-E. I hate to be alone. Don't wanna be alone. Then something happened between me and Malcolm. I "think" I'm over it.  :-/ But here's something that made me really happy. When I opened my favourite gossip blog, here's what the headline is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Party's Over For Paris Hilton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="8483849061379142072"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A judge sentenced Paris Hilton to 45 days in county jail Friday for violating her probation, putting the brakes on the hotel heiress's famous high life. Hilton, who parlayed her name and relentless partying into worldwide notoriety, must go to jail by June 5. She will not be allowed any work release, furloughs, use of an alternative jail or electronic monitoring in lieu of jail, Superior Court Judge Michael T. Sauer ruled after a hearing. The judge, saying "there's no doubt she knew her license had been suspended," ruled that she was in violation of the terms of her probation in an alcohol-related reckless driving case. "I'm very sorry, and from now on I'm going to pay complete attention to everything. I'm sorry, and I did not do it on purpose at all," she told the judge before he announced the sentence. She was then ordered to report to a women's jail in suburban Lynwood by the set date or face 90 days behind bars. The judge's ruling excluded her from paying to serve time in a jail of her choice, as some violators are allowed to do. As a city prosecutor said during closing arguments that Hilton deserved jail time, Hilton's mother, Kathy, laughed. When the judge ruled, Kathy Hilton then blurted out: "May I have your autograph?" Paris Hilton was among a series of witnesses who took the stand during the hearing. She testified she believed her license was initially suspended for 30 days and that she was allowed to drive for work purposes during the next 90 days ... Also called to the stand was Hilton's spokesman, Elliot Mintz. Hilton and her attorneys characterized Mintz as a liaison between Hilton and her lawyers. Mintz testified that to his knowledge Hilton did not drive during the 30-day period. He said he then advised her that he believed her license was no longer suspended. The judge called Mintz's testimony worthless and expressed disbelief at Hilton's excuse. "I can't believe that either attorney did not tell her that the suspension had been upheld," the judge said. "She wanted to disregard everything that was said and continue to drive no matter what." Hilton looked forward and didn't speak to news media as she left court with her mother. When a reporter asked what she thought of the judge's decision, a visibly angry Kathy Hilton responded: "What do you think? This is pathetic and disgusting, a waste of taxpayer money with all this nonsense. This is a joke." Wow! I am in utter disbelief ... at best, I figured that she would get a tether for house arrest. Paris is going to JAIL! For more than a month, Paris Hilton will be wearing a fluorescent orange jumpsuit instead of her trademark designer duds. I love that the judge called Elliot Mintz's testimony "worthless". It really sounds like this judge was absolutely and totally fed up with all excuses and feigned ignorance. It's so sad that mother Kathy Hilton feels that she must express her anger at the court system for holding her daughter accountable for her actions ... tho, I suppose it really should come as no surprise -- Mama Hilton never held her daughter accountable for anything and that's prolly why she's in the predicament that she's in. Something tells me that June 5th is going to come all too quickly for poor Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be the best news I've heard so far. MmMmMm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 and a half months working in Secret Recipe, I finally quit the job. I'm gonna go to college, y'all!!! Pretty scared now. No old friends with me. Just me, myself and I. Well, I gotta be strong!! Before I left this place, I have left a very sweet revenge. For my fellow Chinese friends, I've done something for you. I sabotaged DANIEL aka yo' brotha !!  =) how mean for me...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some really stupid things in Secret Recipe(SR). Really really stupid stuff. But not only these stupid stuffs, I've learnt valuable lessons out of them. So I guess this counts as a working experience for me. Heck, it is a good experience and I miss most people there. Wink Wink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been down for me. As usual (roll eye)..haha...I just don't know how to express them in words. So, might as well keep it inside me. Let's just say, me leaving SR doesn't mean leaving SR. There are some valuable memories for me and they are still haunting me now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting "someone's" space, I'm beginning to gloooom again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta dinner now~xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7356796385299547230?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7356796385299547230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7356796385299547230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7356796385299547230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7356796385299547230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-my-bitching-days-are-back.html' title='I guess my bitching days are back!'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2447921664934404884</id><published>2007-04-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:44.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open up your eyes, I wanna watch you cry</title><content type='html'>Hey wassup y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty much great for me these days, I hope it gets better each day so that I won't be complaining in this poor poor blog -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a fan of music (everybody is). Not just a fan, a crazy fan!! I admit it. Though I'm not the stupid fan. Duh~ To me, a "stupid fan" means somebody who only like songs that are famous and only listen to songs that have videos and all those shit. To me, most music videos are so commercialized and useless, it's like porn (e.g. 50 cent, akon). I still like to watch videos, but not ALL of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that the music I love right now don't have videos and that's the specialty of it. They don't need videos to promote them. All they need is talent and more talent. And then some more talent. Not Lindsay Lohan talent. She's such an untalented bitch in singing, I still like her acting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having good moods these days, I guess it's because LINKIN PARK REUNITED AND THEIR NEW ALBUM IS COMING OUT!!!!!!! I have been such a crazy fan of Linkin Park ever since I was a little little girl. I don't get why some people don't like their songs, they have super nicely done beats in their songs and they lyrics are soooo deep I don't even understand them (I like it!). And of course who can forget the talented Chester, Mike and Mr. Hahn. My god, I feel so alive right now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, Avril's album sounds cool too. I don't really like her new look now, she looks like her little girl trying hard to be sexy. She's sexy though. But, sigh, just look at the pictures and see which one is sexier...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOucjvi69I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CPfkojbq_rA/s1600-h/avril-lavigne-citizen-k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOucjvi69I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CPfkojbq_rA/s400/avril-lavigne-citizen-k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571412866690002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOucjvi6-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/PndvOkpXUJc/s1600-h/normal_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOucjvi6-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/PndvOkpXUJc/s400/normal_011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571412866690018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer the first picture. She looks more classier and sexier without even trying. She makes a good model if she's taller. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kill the time away, I did some blog tests. Here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys Like That You're Charming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/you-are-charming.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the girl most guys can't get out of their heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they met you on a bad hair day :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just seem to "click" with everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even if a guy forgets about you for a second... his friends haven't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Guys Like About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..interesting...muahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some SS time for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKTvi64I/AAAAAAAAAPg/DXvSq_WDKqo/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKTvi64I/AAAAAAAAAPg/DXvSq_WDKqo/s400/DSC01841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571099334077314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKjvi65I/AAAAAAAAAPo/oJCC-a9VnBU/s1600-h/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKjvi65I/AAAAAAAAAPo/oJCC-a9VnBU/s400/DSC01823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571103629044626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKjvi66I/AAAAAAAAAPw/syxfJ52U1ZY/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKjvi66I/AAAAAAAAAPw/syxfJ52U1ZY/s400/DSC01847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571103629044642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKzvi67I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vCTeE8JqTp8/s1600-h/DSC01859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKzvi67I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vCTeE8JqTp8/s400/DSC01859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571107924011954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKzvi68I/AAAAAAAAAQA/vCvONsxPah8/s1600-h/DSC01851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOuKzvi68I/AAAAAAAAAQA/vCvONsxPah8/s400/DSC01851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571107924011970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2447921664934404884?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2447921664934404884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2447921664934404884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2447921664934404884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2447921664934404884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/04/open-up-your-eyes-i-wanna-watch-you-cry.html' title='Open up your eyes, I wanna watch you cry'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RhOucjvi69I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CPfkojbq_rA/s72-c/avril-lavigne-citizen-k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-8592729970860429438</id><published>2007-03-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:36:59.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The heat of summer sunshine, I'll kiss you</title><content type='html'>This blog is starting to be a weekly post more than a daily post, wahahahahaaaaaa (choke choke)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I'm kinda free this week, been coming home early and not doing anymore overtime due to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stingy bosses&lt;/span&gt;, hehehe. May as well do some blogging for you guys/(guy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, went for movie with other 10 Secret Recipe staffs, damn I'm so tired that day, but who can kick off a treat by our very own Mr. Andy!! Nyaaaaa. STOMP THE YARD.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2007-01/15/xinsrc_14201041511086092856914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2007-01/15/xinsrc_14201041511086092856914.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is a little like You Got Served (which featured the so hot Wade) because of the tie at the competition. A little more modern and black. More cool moves and choreography. The drama sucks and I love it (no more dramas). =) The two teams are the Serpents and the Wolves. And the Serpents won, yay for me because I'm born at the year of Serpent~~ =.= By the way, after the movie, Ken/Patches kept doing the Serpent dance moves with the hissing noise. SSSSssssSSSSssSSSSssss. And then later we blasted again at Andy's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to brag, I got a compliment from Glen yesterday while chatting with him. He said my blog is fun to read. I almost cried out of joy. Hehehehe (blushing)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also chatted with Ah Hao, my Si Fu!! The person I trusted and respected. He's a really good person, unlike those fakers at Secret Recipe (excluding Shau Tenk and Jolin la...). He also really really loves to show off his girlfriend. Nyehehehehe...But he's really a good good person. He can bear with pain. I remember the first day when I'm working at Secret Recipe, he told me this very very important message :-&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Actually, you know kan, I'm a very handsome fellow. And you can't deny it.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Then you know the rest of the story. Of course he's just kidding. He's quite good looking actually... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've learnt this very important lesson, although I knew it for a long long time, I just need to keep reminding myself of this lesson. Never trust people who are good to you. My god, lots of betrayers in Secret Recipe nowadays. Bitches and bitches of them. We've got betrayers and problem-minded people (Daniel). Blech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for supper with Janet and Lau Lau last week. It's been long since I've had supper with Janet already. And we had Sushis, chicken wings, wa tan hoe, dumplings, oysters, fried noodles....really full and tired. But it was so much worth it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Ah Chan too yesterday, reminiscing about those good times. Makes me think of Tommy Lee too (wink wink). She really loves to snatch Fui Zu's seat and sit with Jolin, hehehe. And I reminded her about the canteen and the bad things we did....Woahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? My life is not that bad anyway, got a few ups and downs and still alive and facing them bravely. I'm gonna stick to my oath this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on bring it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-8592729970860429438?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8592729970860429438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=8592729970860429438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8592729970860429438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8592729970860429438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/03/heat-of-summer-sunshine-ill-kiss-you.html' title='The heat of summer sunshine, I&apos;ll kiss you'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7698953397940692507</id><published>2007-03-22T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:36:32.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cares what they say about me?</title><content type='html'>Well, actually, I used to care about what people say about me. About my flaws and all that. That's why I kept trying to keep myself prim and proper. But now, this means shit to me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been quite interesting for me. Sorry, no pictures in this post too, blame me. I realized that I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgiving&lt;/span&gt; person actually ( =.= ). After all those feud with Edward and all that, I was the one who got the guts to patch things up (or I have to face up with his long look). But we weren't like the BFF type now ever since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; incident. Not that I want to be BFF with him now, just friends I think might be more suitable. You might think I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good person&lt;/span&gt; (kononnya) but you just don't know the real me yet. I'm full of evil schemes inside and those of you, remember the iced lemon tea + soap incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all those things I've caused. Like troubling Carrie to look for other transportation ever since I'm not following Edward now. And troubling people to changed schedule to fit for them and all that. Sorry, my good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connection here has been shit. I've been downloading this album for like 3 weeks and it still hasn't even completed yet. But what to do? All I do was illegal downloading and this is what I have to wait. Oh well, continue waiting then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm not following Edward's car home now, I've got myself a "new driver" (sorry, I can't find another word to replace that). Now, now, lets have some sense of humour and be adults. Been following Andy's car, plus he's living around the area. The first day I followed him, it's been fun. That day was supposed to be a dark and gloomy day for me. Because of that Edward thing, I cried, "dad" called and asked crappy questions. Thank God there are people who cared, I just loved them to death! By the night, my mood just turned, people just don't believe how fast that transformation was. Keezul's aunt gave me 50 bucks for my tips. That's the most I've ever got. What did I do to deserve it? I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all went for supper. Andy, Fafa, Kent and Mark! All on me (cos I have the 50 bucks of course) haha. And Fafa kept making fun of my Malay. I know I know, I sounded Cina beng like. But the way he talked just made me laughed and laughed. And then he used the classic Malay to talk to me, it still made me laughed. And in Andy's car, completely the opposite if compared to Edward's car - totally unbored!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy today, got 3 discs of songs to load into my MP3!! They're still ripping though, nah, it's okay, I still can listen to them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My star signs mentioned that I should stay positive this whole month and I kept this promise to myself and this is also one of my New Year's Resolution!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7698953397940692507?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7698953397940692507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7698953397940692507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7698953397940692507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7698953397940692507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-cares-what-they-say-about-me.html' title='Who cares what they say about me?'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-3865033822546467290</id><published>2007-03-13T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:56:03.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back me down from backing up</title><content type='html'>Here's something to tell finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know my SPM results? They're finally out...wahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHASA MELAYU                3B&lt;br /&gt;BAHASA INGGERIS              1A&lt;br /&gt;PENGETAHUAN MORAL    1A&lt;br /&gt;SEJARAH                                 3B&lt;br /&gt;MATEMATIK                          1A&lt;br /&gt;SAINS                                       1A&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAFI                              2A&lt;br /&gt;PRINSIP AKAUN                    1A&lt;br /&gt;PERDAGANGAN                     1A&lt;br /&gt;BAHASA CINA                         6C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with that C? Really spoils the view, I'm really a B-A-N-A-N-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing's have been frustrating this week for me, tired and frustrating. There's something I want to ask some male opinion. Does rejection ruins friendship? And to Edward, I'm asking you that question. Yes, I dare to bitch! I'm no different from other girls, I'm just normal and that's it. Don't think of me as some alien or something. Different, Pah!! I hope you read this post and think deep, deep in your heart, scramble up your brains and think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what the fuck with that long face. I mean, it's just rejection, not the end of the world. And you have to go all around the world and that really really makes me mad. I have to explain, explain and explain and yet you just don't believe me. Rejection doesn't necessary means that I hate you and it doesn't means that I don't want to be your friend. And, I also think that you are very, very desperate. What's wrong with being single and free? You get to do what you want to do without a l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eash tied to your neck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, another thing, your immature childish behavior is begin to freak me out. Chill man, chill. I like the times when we're friends, going movies, having late supper and all that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you don't like me and other people getting close doesn't stop me at all. I want to be close with any people I want. Don't tie me. You killing mood doesn't scare me, it just make me stronger and tougher. I have muscles in my heart and head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on with happier things. Went to school last Friday for the Sport's Day. Glad I didn't miss it. The cheerleading is still great and I like the fact that 4 houses teamed up and do their thing together!! We also get to meet up with old friends, chat laugh and laugh more! And I also get to sell "gai tiu" with them!!! "Gai tiu, gai tiu, chi le hui miao tiao!"&lt;--Jervis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result day also went well, we get to take pictures. But the star is our own little Miss Melisa! The genius among us common peasants! Congrates  on having the 17A1s you deserve and much love from me (the person who jumped happily like a monkey even though she just gets 7As).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that happy things happened when frustration is in my head. Kind of keep me balanced and healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-3865033822546467290?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3865033822546467290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=3865033822546467290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3865033822546467290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3865033822546467290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-me-down-from-backing-up.html' title='Back me down from backing up'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-6411172791393508433</id><published>2007-03-08T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:08:33.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This heart beats for only you</title><content type='html'>Hey there bloggy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big happened since I've last blog. Yeah, life has been interestingly boring. Except that, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moment of truth&lt;/span&gt; will be near - 12th of March. SPM results are coming!!!! Get your guns ready people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just to post to everybody to tell them good luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/693715/2/istockphoto_693715_positive_attitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/693715/2/istockphoto_693715_positive_attitude.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To myself: stay positive always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-6411172791393508433?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6411172791393508433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=6411172791393508433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6411172791393508433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/6411172791393508433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-heart-beats-for-only-you.html' title='This heart beats for only you'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1940842810985687183</id><published>2007-02-22T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:04:08.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't really care</title><content type='html'>God, it's been long since I haven't been updating this blog. Miss me, bloggy? Haha, I'm just kidding. Since I'm gone, I've heard/read/seen lots of gossips and rumours and happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney's gone bald!!! I can't believe it. She &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; had good hair (most probably hair extentions). And she's been into rehab, good for her though, cure her addictions and take care of her babies and be a good mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ghost Rider that day, uh, good, I guess. Not much of a comic book fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy Chinese New Year, y'all! And may you have more Ang Pows than me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly for me, I worked during Chinese New Year. So sucky, because it's a public holiday, which means more customers for us staffs. And I exploded several times. Ah, the pressure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rumours of me and Edward...Gah! People really think of lots of crap! I mean, we're just friends for God's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things did happened, but I don't feel like talking of them since I've already let them all out. Solved, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm only concentrating of downloading tons of music to let all my stress out and enjoy my sucky life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay ++ forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Ah Guang for the CNY card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;loving music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1940842810985687183?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1940842810985687183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1940842810985687183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1940842810985687183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1940842810985687183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-really-care.html' title='Don&apos;t really care'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7264814425995078797</id><published>2007-02-11T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Snap!</title><content type='html'>I've been having these thoughts recently: people just can't be happy with other people's happiness. They tend to get jealous everytime they see someone is happy and enjoying their life in a positive way. These negativities gotta stop y'know. Jealousy don't bring any good yet people likes to get jealous. I just can't understand this attitude, give some explanation please. We should be happy with other people's happiness and bless them. When we do something good we get something good in return. Don't bring jealousy out of happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair color has been fading away. Lousy hair dye! Don't ever use Wella's hair dye. They suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030276676265769490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8h_ErA-hI/AAAAAAAAANk/7xUF0SgksoE/s400/Wella%2520Decore_5_0_Jasny%2520braz_43ddedcb54f75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm gonna try L'oreal instead. My beautiful color. T.T Before that, I'm considering of a new hair cut. Got tired of my hair right now. What style should I cut? I like a mohawk, but it's too much. And it will be like super short. No no no!! Ah, another problem to add in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I bought that hoodie I love so much! Pictures when there's a chance. It's still drying on the clothes line! Dry fast you beautiful piece of cloth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a picture which I think is hilarious, I don't know why I think it's funny...And still don't know why....anyways here it is, and it's not funny to you, I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030279055677651490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8kJkrA-iI/AAAAAAAAANs/WuaNMfY0-GU/s400/rreessd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it's out dated now, but I must must must watch Epic Movie! No matter what! Let it be tomorrow!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030282087924562482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8m6ErA-jI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HPf5M1v3ehE/s400/EPICWALLPAPER_1_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the Ooompa Loompas are in there! I love them to death! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last but not least, here's the pictures of my baby~~ Wheeeee~~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030282689219983938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8ndErA-kI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9JhD47O7jd4/s400/msg-115039094505-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030282693514951250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8ndUrA-lI/AAAAAAAAAOE/67xHGz_yzdo/s400/my+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030282693514951266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8ndUrA-mI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Qg9VNGKsr-U/s400/sirwilliambeckett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at those eyes, the hair, the chin, the lips and the man nipples!!! wuahahahahaah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;joey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7264814425995078797?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7264814425995078797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7264814425995078797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7264814425995078797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7264814425995078797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-snap.html' title='Oh, Snap!'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rc8h_ErA-hI/AAAAAAAAANk/7xUF0SgksoE/s72-c/Wella%2520Decore_5_0_Jasny%2520braz_43ddedcb54f75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1188874703915916528</id><published>2007-02-06T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:50.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the new cancer, never looked better, and you can't stand it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last two weeks have been quite down for me. Maybe it's the hormones? Or maybe it's the way I feel of "them"....&lt;br /&gt;But, happy news first, I went to Razz and saw Miss Naima for the semi-finals. This show really opened up my eyes. My, what beautiful people they are! Here's some prove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTUVsmeI/AAAAAAAAAII/Y7ywIQoJPEM/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028300102161963490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTUVsmeI/AAAAAAAAAII/Y7ywIQoJPEM/s400/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTkVsmfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XIRPiwVbSFo/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028300106456930802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTkVsmfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XIRPiwVbSFo/s400/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTkVsmgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qig1cjHtzH0/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028300106456930818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTkVsmgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qig1cjHtzH0/s400/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcT0VsmhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sHuBlPCrbm0/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028300110751898130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcT0VsmhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sHuBlPCrbm0/s400/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only went to the semi-finals, but not to worry, Daniel solved the problem. Deng Deng Deng! So here's the rest of the photos. Feast your eyes you common peasants!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgidkVsm2I/AAAAAAAAALI/LHRF7eaKP_M/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306875325389666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgidkVsm2I/AAAAAAAAALI/LHRF7eaKP_M/s400/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgid0Vsm3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/VFFOTbIFcHY/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306879620356978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgid0Vsm3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/VFFOTbIFcHY/s400/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgid0Vsm4I/AAAAAAAAALY/OQFeA8q95Ws/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306879620356994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgid0Vsm4I/AAAAAAAAALY/OQFeA8q95Ws/s400/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgid0Vsm5I/AAAAAAAAALg/XuemuwO4w9g/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306879620357010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgid0Vsm5I/AAAAAAAAALg/XuemuwO4w9g/s400/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgieEVsm6I/AAAAAAAAALo/EKLvxBApXHI/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306883915324322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgieEVsm6I/AAAAAAAAALo/EKLvxBApXHI/s400/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh0kVsmxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/INnf4hYi2Og/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306170950753042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh0kVsmxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/INnf4hYi2Og/s400/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh0kVsmyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T_u5QhpGYMk/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306170950753058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh0kVsmyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T_u5QhpGYMk/s400/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh0kVsmzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QVpFj0cXL5I/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306170950753074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh0kVsmzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QVpFj0cXL5I/s400/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgh00Vsm0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/URC6dAT4xbE/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028306175245720386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghIUVsmtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-qC992jLxzQ/s400/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghIkVsmuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4k2rLXGLf00/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028305415036508898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghIkVsmuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4k2rLXGLf00/s400/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghIkVsmvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wXs_ce-xaVw/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028305415036508914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghIkVsmvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wXs_ce-xaVw/s400/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghI0VsmwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gTinSPY0-XI/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028305419331476226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcghI0VsmwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gTinSPY0-XI/s400/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggN0VsmnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uQXKLtAhI3c/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028304405719194226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggN0VsmnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uQXKLtAhI3c/s400/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggN0VsmoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4GmJg7QK3gw/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028304405719194242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggN0VsmoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4GmJg7QK3gw/s400/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggN0VsmpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/G0UkQHaRxz0/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028304405719194258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggN0VsmpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/G0UkQHaRxz0/s400/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggOEVsmqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bL7gYOT3U1Y/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028304410014161570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggOEVsmqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bL7gYOT3U1Y/s400/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggOEVsmrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hJ2HBrtl0Zo/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028304410014161586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcggOEVsmrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hJ2HBrtl0Zo/s400/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgfikVsmiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jgA7kV5Rd9I/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028303662689851938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgfikVsmiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jgA7kV5Rd9I/s400/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgfi0VsmjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Vm6Ls0a5uAc/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028303666984819250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgfi0VsmjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Vm6Ls0a5uAc/s400/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgfi0VsmkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UoYW1e7tk_Y/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028303666984819266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Rcgfi0VsmkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UoYW1e7tk_Y/s400/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgfjEVsmlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yR-KKhz0QxM/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028303671279786578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgfjEVsmlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yR-KKhz0QxM/s400/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgfjEVsmmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Wym-Hn7rwIc/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028303671279786594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgfjEVsmmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Wym-Hn7rwIc/s400/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been posting so many pictures, I'm too lazy to voice out all my downs. That means no bitching today...hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1188874703915916528?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1188874703915916528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1188874703915916528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1188874703915916528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1188874703915916528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-new-cancer-never-looked-better-and.html' title='I&apos;m the new cancer, never looked better, and you can&apos;t stand it'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RcgcTUVsmeI/AAAAAAAAAII/Y7ywIQoJPEM/s72-c/DSC00067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-9034672108042787770</id><published>2007-01-23T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:53.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't hide that fake smile</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was quite an interesting day for me. I'm off today, by the way, in case you're wondering why am I so free blogging here. Let me tell you the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time....Shit, I'm only kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Fadil yesterday. Although the lunch break is only for one hour, but we had interesting conversations. And after that conversation, I realized that I'm a lucky person after all. I shouldn't be complaining about my life and all my problems. I should be blessed with them, because that's what we call &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;. And also after that amazing conversation, I began to respect Fadil more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadil parents were divorced, like mine. He lived with his mother and his younger sister. But later his mom passed away (bless her soul). I can't even imagine if I'm in his shoes (touch wood)!! If I'm him, I will definitely cry until my eyes turn blind and then assume my life is a total mess. But Fadil just say, why must we all cry? Will crying undo the past? We still have to live with it no matter what. After he said that, I'm like, WOW! This guy is totally brave and strong, very MAN!!! Hahahaha..And this is how Fadil looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023153761174926258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTu2L_s7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/b3F95oWdFhs/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He's got this really cool piercing on his lips. Everytime I see him, I feel like pulling that. And oh, he's in a band too, he's a drummer. And he said he will be participating in a competition - singing competition. Man, could this guy sing! And you know what, whatever you do, dude, I will always support you man!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here are the pictures that I took when I brought my baby camera to work, feast your eyes on the goings of Secret Recipe, wuahahahahahaha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbGL_tKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OrS8UBl93ew/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023157819919021218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbGL_tKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OrS8UBl93ew/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023157824213988530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbWL_tLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j_wVinRpLBo/s400/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbmL_tMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/U59SC4wC4Ms/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023157828508955842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbmL_tMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/U59SC4wC4Ms/s400/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbmL_tNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_jR_j_ohnDw/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023157828508955858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXbmL_tNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_jR_j_ohnDw/s400/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXb2L_tOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/13PsEVG9fgI/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023157832803923170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXXb2L_tOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/13PsEVG9fgI/s400/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWbmL_tFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ylsz88i4hlE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023156728997327954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWbmL_tFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ylsz88i4hlE/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWbmL_tGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XbXTERTwd50/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023156728997327970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWbmL_tGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XbXTERTwd50/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWb2L_tHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n1z_IJxMf2U/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023156733292295282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWb2L_tHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n1z_IJxMf2U/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWb2L_tII/AAAAAAAAAFo/bdddNa9ah3c/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023156733292295298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWb2L_tII/AAAAAAAAAFo/bdddNa9ah3c/s400/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWcGL_tJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ySZtrGjCcz8/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023156737587262610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXWcGL_tJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ySZtrGjCcz8/s400/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUfmL_tAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0Fr2MAuozAU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023154598693549058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUfmL_tAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0Fr2MAuozAU/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUf2L_tBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XMoOkr1022o/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023154602988516370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUf2L_tBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XMoOkr1022o/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUgGL_tDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iRwnIJ_3i1c/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023154607283483698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUgGL_tDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iRwnIJ_3i1c/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023154607283483714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUgGL_tEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wxo3e81BBC8/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvGL_s8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/INE-f5rbRGU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023153765469893570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvGL_s8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/INE-f5rbRGU/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvGL_s9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4Vi79O4INMo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023153765469893586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvGL_s9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4Vi79O4INMo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvGL_s-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cwHkDfxnGBM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023153765469893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvGL_s-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cwHkDfxnGBM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvWL_s_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_75WHYkDOCc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023153769764860914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTvWL_s_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_75WHYkDOCc/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023154602988516386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXUf2L_tCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tL8XGsbW4LA/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;mayat &lt;/em&gt;is actually Spencer. That poor poor guy, he was super sick that day. And so cold. T.T He was on sick leave for 2 days. I felt so sorry for him. But not to worry, he's healthy already. He came to work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that day, I took some time off to "&lt;em&gt;SS"&lt;/em&gt;. You know what &lt;em&gt;SS&lt;/em&gt; is? It means &lt;em&gt;Syok Sendiri&lt;/em&gt; in Malay, which roughly means taking pictures of yourself or looking at the mirror admiring at yourself and stuff like that. Get the idea? After taking soooo many pictures, only two of these can be posted (others, I don't think you want to see it =.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023159018214896882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXYg2L_tPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Q39roCo9d6U/s400/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023159018214896898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXYg2L_tQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cDeLhIsFIfY/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actually, many interesting things happened at work these few days. There's the sexy Andre. We have this customer survey, and one of the question is :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" To help us serve you better, what else should we do in order to give you the best service?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And somebody wrote this, I can't remember exactly what is written there, but it roughly means &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Keep up the good work, I like the people here, especially this waiter called Andre. He's so sexy, tasty and delicious. He's very hot too! I luv him. I want to be a couple with him &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From that day onwards, Andre became the sexy hot man in Secret Recipe! Peace yo! yo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember that time when I mentioned there's this little boy who goes by the name 'Kelvin'? Oh, don't remember? Well, long story short, we met in the shop, he claimed that he knew me when I was young. We exchanged number, me assuming that we are childhood friends that it's okay I give him my number. Later on, he wants to be my boyfriend. Of course the answer is NO. Little boys with too much pride is not in my book at all. Days later, I saw him while I was window shopping with Carrie. I pretended not to see him. I really dislike him, he's really annoying, like a little boy! He noticed my actions later on, and texted me asking why did I do that. Then he came with all those annoying things. To get rid of him, I purposely created an argument. I thought he's not calling me anymore and you know what? Continue to the next paragraph!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This incident happened last night. The restaurant is quite free, I'm just standing there minding my own business and suddenly the phone vibrated (I left it in silent, because I'm at work). A number which isn't on my phone list appeared, of course I answered it. Who knows, little boy changed his phone number, using that unfamiliar number. I didn't know who's on the line, so I asked, "Who are you, sir?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the voice opposite the line said, "You don't know me?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Of course I don't know you, your phone number is not on my phone book and why the hell should I know you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, Jolin said, " Boss is coming!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it suddenly hit me, like a hurricane that blew me right to a wall, it's &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt;!! And the boss is coming, I had no choice but to slam the phone and pretended nothing happened. So glad the boss came and saved me from the annoying phone conversation. Then later, little boy texted me, this is exactly what he written: &lt;em&gt;Erm, never mind la. Maybe you don't want talk with me. I just want to say sorry for what I've done. That's all, sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course I didn't text him back, I'm a mean person!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started thinking of just writing little stuff, but it turns out long, not longer than Glen's comment though, what a writer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-9034672108042787770?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/9034672108042787770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=9034672108042787770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/9034672108042787770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/9034672108042787770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-cant-hide-that-fake-smile.html' title='You can&apos;t hide that fake smile'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbXTu2L_s7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/b3F95oWdFhs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-8319045896964559041</id><published>2007-01-22T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:54.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you like Estrogen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey there Bloggy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen wrote another super long comment for me. Thanks man! Everytime I think about my problems I think of your comments. To thank you, I'll post some of your pictures of you. Wuahahahaha!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRGL_snI/AAAAAAAAABM/-HI0wQ4BlW4/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022712345911079538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRGL_snI/AAAAAAAAABM/-HI0wQ4BlW4/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRWL_soI/AAAAAAAAABU/-T1WOhfNp8s/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022712350206046850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRWL_soI/AAAAAAAAABU/-T1WOhfNp8s/s400/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRWL_spI/AAAAAAAAABc/zzsCp111fJs/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022712350206046866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRWL_spI/AAAAAAAAABc/zzsCp111fJs/s400/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRBYGL_smI/AAAAAAAAABE/r1Dqc9B_ADw/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022711366658536034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRBYGL_smI/AAAAAAAAABE/r1Dqc9B_ADw/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Edward and me went and watch Forbidden Siren. The movie sucks! I can't believe it's a top selling movie in Japan. People obviously needs to play the game to understand what the hell the movie is talking about. The fun part about the movie is everytime something scary showed up, &lt;em&gt;pondans&lt;/em&gt; behind us start screaming. I was laughing loud there. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post the movie's poster out. The movie sucks and the official website also sucks! Everything just lag right there and not one poster came out. Just pictures from the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my camera last few days and took a few pictures at work. Was thinking of Photoshop it. But then I forgot to download any image editor since I changed my motherboard. Shit! Then now I have to start downloading it and wait for almost 2 hours. Finally it's finished. But I don't have time to do the pictures now. I'm gonna be late for work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-8319045896964559041?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8319045896964559041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=8319045896964559041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8319045896964559041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/8319045896964559041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-like-estrogen.html' title='Do you like Estrogen?'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/RbRCRGL_snI/AAAAAAAAABM/-HI0wQ4BlW4/s72-c/DSC00155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-1783552134988668543</id><published>2007-01-19T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:17:45.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatal Wound</title><content type='html'>Glen finally posted a really really long comment for me. And Peta too. Thanks, you guys! Yes, it's true, of all the negativity that I see, there's still some good things going on in my life. I shouldn't be so narrow minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a small girl, I have a complete family. Mom and Dad are just Mom and Dad to me. As I grew, family problems start to grow. Mom and Dad fought a lot. I don't know if I'm involved in their fight. Mom cried. Dad become drunk and aggressive. He doesn't have a steady job for all I know. Every now and then, people asked me what does my father do, I'll just shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we are separated. We are here, he's there. But I'm still okay with it. I don't need any sympathies with this problem. I just want to be strong and live without a father. My mom promised she will take care of us. And she kept her promise. Respect her. She bear with me and my brother and she's still beautiful and strong. How I wish I could have her spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving to this place is something valuable to me. I get to adapt in a new environment, I get to move houses, and I get to meet amazing friends. The three of us seemed to be inseparable. That's how a good family should be. I'm glad things happened this way. We don't need him to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things start getting better and better. I met really really good friends. Caring and loving. Considerate and all. I sure wish I cherish them when I can. I still will. Whenever I'm down, they encourage me and lift my spirits. We had fun together and still having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true I don't need any "special partner" right now. Or ever. I can be like my mom. Single and carefree. People often looked down on the single status people. They will start talking about the future. What if you die and nobody to bury you? I don't care! When I'm dead, I don't wish for a grand funeral or what. I don't care if I'm left at a corner to rot. What I care is that I have to live my life to the fullest and never let myself down all the time. That's my new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;Live everyday like it's my last day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-1783552134988668543?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1783552134988668543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=1783552134988668543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1783552134988668543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/1783552134988668543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/01/fatal-wound.html' title='Fatal Wound'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-286816639275035865</id><published>2007-01-18T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:54.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving my life to it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9tSGL_skI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Qzd2Ectb0E/s1600-h/loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021352267207389762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9tSGL_skI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Qzd2Ectb0E/s400/loser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my God! I've been a sucker to computers now. Ever since I'd lost all my songs and videos because of a fucked-up motherboard, my life have been crushed. I'm not over-reacting. It's true, since that unfortunate incident, I had not been downloading any songs. Crushed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no more a song addict which I'm proud of. I haven't been checking out for new songs and new videos. I still love them, but I don't really have the spirit to do so now. And I think I got a reason for this &lt;em&gt;chaos&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, it's like the title : &lt;em&gt;Giving my life to it...&lt;/em&gt;no one will ever understand how I feel and what I do. No one. Not even my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have very little confidence in my life. Whatever I do, I doubt. Like exams, I always doubt. I'm not the super confident girl you think I am. That's right, my life is full of doubtful-ness. To tell the truth, I'm a complete failure and I admit it. I'm not creative, I'm not a genius, and I'm not a goody goody girl at all. I have no courage at all to admit the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have goals in life, although I always ask people to aim for something. But I have nothing to aim. Whatever I do is being told to. I'm always on manual. Oh, I'm such a sucker sucker sucker!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I think of this, my heart aches. Not because of love, because of my pathetic life. I know what's right and what's wrong, but I always end up and the wrong part. I know it's life, but mine seems empty, I tried hard to make it full, but it always ended up empty. I want something interesting, not something dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the worst thing, I have never fallen in love before. It's been a long time since I have a crush on someone. It's a childhood crush. Ever since, I have little faith in love. And only one person know the reason, he guessed it. And I have to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere I go, everyone I see, they are all better than me, I'm like a complete sucker among them. I'm not a socialite, I'm not a braniac and I'm not an athlete. I'm just a loser.&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/5646817848163663913-286816639275035865?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/286816639275035865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=286816639275035865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/286816639275035865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/286816639275035865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/01/giving-my-life-to-it.html' title='Giving my life to it'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9tSGL_skI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Qzd2Ectb0E/s72-c/loser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-5678299607908950065</id><published>2007-01-18T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:03:54.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have to take our clothes off, to have a good time</title><content type='html'>I'm off today! Yay me! An off day is actually kinda boring, I have nothing to do except watch TV, computer, and eat. Look out for the calories~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed the template, I lost my beautiful picture, sob sob, damn Photobucket exceeding shit!!! The dragon's pretty though, not as good as the one in Eragon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward came over today to upload his songs, but his lousy PSP don't have enough memory for the songs, wuahahahaha. Damn! Wasted my time on ripping the MP3s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, yesterday wasn't a good day for me. This damn retarded ass hole has been following me ever since I got down the bus. He's scary looking, kinda look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9HlmL_siI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RBb6vI-qPww/s1600-h/Scary_Old_Man_by_Inkmonkey_Woodis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021310820772983330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9HlmL_siI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RBb6vI-qPww/s400/Scary_Old_Man_by_Inkmonkey_Woodis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, like this. Exactly what the picture described! I thought I was in his way, so I let him go, but he kept walking beside me, looking at me and smiling (look at the picture). Then it suddenly hit me, this guy is a pervert! So I walked fast, he walked fast too, I slowed down my pace, he slowed down too. If there wasn't so many people, I'd hit him. Man, that was one scary experience. Thank God I'm still in one piece though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He followed me from the bus station to Asia City, and finally left me when I'm going to cross the road to Centre Point. Although he's out of sight, my heart is really beating fast. Then Edward saw me, I smiled and didn't talk to him, he was on his break while I'm on the way to work. Later then he asked me, "How come your face so white?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me to tell the whole story to know the story right? Just imagine if you're me...what would you do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9HTmL_shI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bwg-lDLQTRU/s1600-h/Scary_Old_Man_by_Inkmonkey_Woodis.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-5678299607908950065?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5678299607908950065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=5678299607908950065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5678299607908950065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/5678299607908950065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-have-to-take-our-clothes-off-to-have.html' title='We have to take our clothes off, to have a good time'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldqR0wL_eTg/Ra9HlmL_siI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RBb6vI-qPww/s72-c/Scary_Old_Man_by_Inkmonkey_Woodis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-7004496420185832494</id><published>2007-01-13T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:15:01.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See here? it's my official blahs</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all, it's been long and I know that. Been kinda busy these few days and I don't even have the time to on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with the updates, all on the job, I guess. Jolin and "Carrie" joined in, how happy could I get? The job's been good for the past few days, until yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blamed for something I didn't do, and it's all because of those fucking faggot's fault. What do you think I am? Chopped liver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my schedule??! For God's sakes, I've been following up the schedule and you want me to do overtime because I am following you? You should've informed me earlier on instead of telling me at that moment. You of all people didn't need arrangements, but I need proper arrangements. I'm still and kid and I admit it, but you're a grown up with a manager position and you should know how to handle these kinds of things!! I can't drive you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there comes Din, the nightmare of the job. Thinks I'm some kind of cheap slut to take advantage of. He did it not only once but TWICE. But no no no no no, I am strong (yeah right) and I believe what's right for me. I don't care if he's a fucking senior or what, but that is definitely wrong wrong wrong! Dunzo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin came along with his super confident "I date older girls" "I will wait for you to like me" I mean duh~! What I was addressing is obviously a rejection you know? Dating younger boys? Not my thing. I'm not into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-7004496420185832494?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7004496420185832494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=7004496420185832494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7004496420185832494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/7004496420185832494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2007/01/see-here-its-my-official-blahs.html' title='See here? it&apos;s my official blahs'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2660356447391241432</id><published>2006-12-21T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:09:55.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love it</title><content type='html'>it's me again!!! i'm working in secret recipe right now!!! come find me la...i miss you guys man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;joey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2660356447391241432?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2660356447391241432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2660356447391241432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2660356447391241432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2660356447391241432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-it.html' title='I love it'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-3056064542728408281</id><published>2006-12-07T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T01:05:13.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures out</title><content type='html'>The pictures are finally out, there's lots, so be patient, k? You won't regret..hehehe...and also a reminder, the pictures will be deleted on 3rd of January next year due to insufficient memory and constant lagging, I want to Photoshop these pictures too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ho, I've sent you the 'picture' in your email under attachment... &lt;blockquote&gt;take nothing but pictures...leave nothing but memories...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-3056064542728408281?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3056064542728408281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=3056064542728408281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3056064542728408281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/3056064542728408281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures-out.html' title='pictures out'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-356610510332834425</id><published>2006-11-29T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:17:33.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still Confused'/><title type='text'>under construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As you can see, this blog here is still under construction. It will be finished on some date (not sure). I wish for a blog with a cool graffiti template behind. Not just some hip-hop graffiti or something, maybe a graffiti with a little pop, punk, and rock! I also want a nice background music. Can anyone teach me how to do that? I' m a very slow person and it would save much, much, much time when someone teach me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides, I would also want to upload lots and lots of pictures of my life and beautiful art!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There will be lots of bee-yotching in this blog, so just be careful, I might be talking about one of you. And I also want that conversation thing, I don't even know what that thing is called.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess people reading this will be thinking: "Why don't you stop writing this boring blogshit and start doing the things you wish for this blog?" I'm gonna try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, Ciaoza! I'm gonna explore Blogspot just like Lewis and Clark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-356610510332834425?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/356610510332834425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=356610510332834425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/356610510332834425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/356610510332834425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/under-construction.html' title='under construction'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646817848163663913.post-2452579406510040859</id><published>2006-11-28T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:41:39.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusing'/><title type='text'>A new one!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, blog moving. MSN Space just sucks and really confusing. I hope Blogspot's better than that sucky webpage (which I've canceled and deleted, nothing worth reading there). If this blog doesn't work my way, there's still Myspace and Xanga (hehehe, watch out!). So, a new blog doesn't mean a new life! It's still the same old Xia life. Slowly day by day, new things are going to be inserted to this blog (I hope I'm not talking crap!) just like a plant, slowly day by day you water it, it will grow to a beautiful tree!! And also just like eating cake, day by day you eat, slice by slice you eat and TADAA you get wedged in the tunnel slides!&lt;br /&gt;  Okay, SPM (O levels) is not over yet, and I'm such a free person (i.e. signing up to a new blog). But, there's still 2 more subjects (Moral and Geography). If I ace my Os, my walking days will be over!! Yeah, I really mean it --&gt;OVER!!  Please God help me out, I really need some blessings now. Jesus, Moses, Mary, Santa Claus, Allah, Buddha, I need your help!!&lt;br /&gt;  So here's an opening to this blog, not much of an opening. Wait for more updates!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5646817848163663913-2452579406510040859?l=ahxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2452579406510040859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5646817848163663913&amp;postID=2452579406510040859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2452579406510040859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646817848163663913/posts/default/2452579406510040859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-one.html' title='A new one!'/><author><name>Xia XY - My Blahs</name><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/_ldqR0wL_eTg/SVjM3w7_uCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KzOX1062Ths/S220/DSC00619.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
