<?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-18454675</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:41:22.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Themz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-2595275796743100578</id><published>2007-11-03T00:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T01:06:33.861+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RytITEzJc-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ckDMo00tIZ0/s1600-h/kong+gin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RytITEzJc-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ckDMo00tIZ0/s320/kong+gin.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128272093234426850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RytH6UzJc9I/AAAAAAAAABI/EtMHp3jm6FA/s1600-h/phuket.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RytH6UzJc9I/AAAAAAAAABI/EtMHp3jm6FA/s320/phuket.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128271668032664530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kong Kin Phuket (Roy Roy)"&lt;br /&gt;"Phuket Food (Yum Yum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum Yum, yummy stuff, Phuket Food Yum Yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Food, Food of Phuket, talk endlessly, they are all nice&lt;br /&gt;Come visit phuket with fun, after the sea come find something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning eat "Nom Jeen Num Yaa" top with "Fish Gut Curry" and eat with "Jia Goay"&lt;br /&gt;Also Fish cake, boiled egg and "Hor Mok", other place might find it funny , we eat all here&lt;br /&gt;Take the veggie dont have to hurry, leave some to eat with "Prawn Stick Sambal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;"O Aaeo" we put Red bean, scrape some ice and a nice syrup&lt;br /&gt;"Ko Sui" and "Koi Talam", a dish of "Kan Toang" and a pice of "Ang Guu"&lt;br /&gt;Eat "Tao Sau", "Ah Pong" ,"Huat Goy", i see your eye dropping, i'll bring u for some "Kopi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time we go eat "Hokkien Mee" and a touch of onion,&lt;br /&gt;order "Mee Suer", "Mee Num", "Mee Shake", "Prawn Fried with Kapek", "Mee Hoon Pa Chang"&lt;br /&gt;"Tuu Mee Curry", "Fried Ching Chang fish" (ikan bilis) and followed with "Pao lang",,god that feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;evening bring u eat "Kiam Koy" sprinkle with some friend onion, dried prawn and spring onion.&lt;br /&gt;a dish "Lo Bak" and "Kian", take them home to eat, and to packet of "O tao"&lt;br /&gt;Order "Po Piah Ou Chae" for u...and drink "Celon" feel good feel good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah..u might wonder why the hell i am writing these crap..&lt;br /&gt;because for the first time in a while...&lt;br /&gt;I MISS PHUKET.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HOME....&lt;br /&gt;and that is like...20 days away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now..all i can do is listen to music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-2595275796743100578?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/2595275796743100578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=2595275796743100578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2595275796743100578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2595275796743100578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/11/kong-kin-phuket-roy-roy-phuket-food-yum.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RytITEzJc-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ckDMo00tIZ0/s72-c/kong+gin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-4906066647494809477</id><published>2007-10-21T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:12:38.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the old photos...a memory to cherish? or to be vanished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes look at the old pictures and think back of how great it was in the old days when things haven't changed. It sometimes remind you of a great time spent...and sometimes...it also remind you of a great chunk of time wasted.&lt;br /&gt;I though, cant decide that the picture i am seeing is either one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that i know for a fact about these pictures...that i did give my full committment...no matter it would be time, effort or even other means. But for what i give, am i suppose to expect less?..isnt that unfair?..i mean i am not expecting a great return...and i know what i expect is not anything that is hard to aquire....rather...half the amount i committed. and that....is what i have never get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only trouble is....i dont say it...i expect them to know...my theory is simple but very contradictory...even i found it contradictory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if they are a good enough friend...they will know...if they dont...then this friendship most probably not worth it"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i do know that this means...i am not opening chances for them to redeem themselves...but i cant help it either...i was brought up not being able to ask or tell of what i wanted...and it already become part of me...&lt;br /&gt;i also know...that it will cost me and my future, and i am preparing my self for that...sooner or later this will hit back at me and i KNOW, that by that time...i will be on my own dealing with it my self....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be tough, and strong all the time so they know that they got someone who will hold on to them. Be there when they need u, help them at the full strength, cherish their happy moments, share their sadness and protect them...somtimes can be really tiring. This protector need to be protected too...from no other but himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say it here and now... i DO need my friend...all of them...i know i dont have many..but these are whom i really cherish, respect and i look up to. They, are no other than the "j3dat sr" (yes, there are 3 Js).&lt;br /&gt;When people say friend are their family...they might not mean it. But my friend is REALLY my family...u guys might know of my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to elaborate any further...i think u might know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is time that i recall my favour. All the commitment i made, i want it back..not in any special form...but in a form of reconciliation...i need it...badly. Because it is no longer easy to hide behind toughness...i need a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know...there is not many people reading my blog anyway...and out of the people that do read, dont really expect any updates...if u do happen to check by...bare in mind...that i am waiting for a 'Hi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if our lives may never cross again...good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-4906066647494809477?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/4906066647494809477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=4906066647494809477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4906066647494809477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4906066647494809477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/10/old-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-4733777325687120560</id><published>2007-08-08T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:58:31.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talking about the best weekend ever...&lt;br /&gt;I must say that this weekend is the best for me...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we went to Margaret River.&lt;br /&gt;so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;After getting the rental car, we head off as soon as we can. We anticipate this trip to be an intensive Mah Jong Session...Drive for a while until almost Winthrop...the following situation occur...&lt;br /&gt;Thames - "Jordan, did u put the mah jong set in the car?"&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - "errr...." Turning to the back .."Did u guys put it in the car?" asking J&amp;A&lt;br /&gt;J&amp;A - "I tot u put it in wad?"&lt;br /&gt;Thames - "nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...how can it be a mahjong trip when we diding bring the mahjong set?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that instant...we decided to go back home and take the Majong set!&lt;br /&gt;ok....&lt;br /&gt;Take Two &lt;br /&gt;After checking that we didnt forget anything else....we head off again...&lt;br /&gt;Drive straight to MR..&lt;br /&gt;We got there settled in and Jasmain ran straight to take the only Queen Size bed...&lt;br /&gt;After we all settled in...&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch in the MR town...Chooks...&lt;br /&gt;then we head straight to the place i most look forward to-Horse Riding!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got on the horse...with fear in my mind...of the time the horse ran on me when i was six and the other time when the horse decided to just lie down on the sand last december...I tried my best not to upset the horse in anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my horse Lucy, is a good one...but she doesnt like walking behind other horse so she tend to try and over take...plus...my racer instinct (Ahhh  Hammm) i dont like to be behind anyone either...&lt;br /&gt;ride for a while and talk to the guider...hes a great person, funny and friendly...&lt;br /&gt;We got to the field of cows...where we are suppose to herd the cow to another field...i must say this is the best part of all&lt;br /&gt;The guider had a head start and herd the far away cow near jordan went to the right of the field and i went to the left..the two princesses were in the middle doing god knows what...i my heart i dont want the cow to obey so i can chase them for longer...most of them seem to obey pretty well...just one or two went off track so i got a chance to herd them in...&lt;br /&gt;We got back to the stable...the guider let us ride in the fensed up area and practice Trotting and lifting the arse at the right time...&lt;br /&gt;after quite a number of practice i finally got it...mind u my butt hurts like hell by the time i got it....&lt;br /&gt;done from horse riding we went to a rocky beach, walk around on the rocks for a while ..take fotos...&lt;br /&gt;Jasmain blurly fall on the slipery rocks, and followed by jordan who fell at the same spot...lolz...&lt;br /&gt;after a while amanda says "hahhahaha i havent fall yettttttttt" and she fell when she finished her sentence....&lt;br /&gt;me...i said nothing until i reach the car AHHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;we got back to the Chalet that evening we were all lazy...i went off with jordan to fetch some food while the princesses were lazily lying down in pain.&lt;br /&gt;We had Stake with potato and salad that night and Vienetta for desert.&lt;br /&gt;The whole night they keep complaining about the pain...ouch here ouch there while playing mahjong....&lt;br /&gt;I had no luck at all ..bloody jordan keep winning. arrrrrrrrrrse!&lt;br /&gt;Moved amanda's bed to my room and jordan...so we all can lie down and talk...but when we just started talking me i am alread dead...&lt;br /&gt;That seems like a long Day one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Force my self to wake up, in pain...my grion hurts like hell...wash up and went to feed the animals...the sheeps are darn cute...and the geese are fuckin annoying...&lt;br /&gt;got back to the Chalet cook our self a beautiful breakfast of Bacon, Boiled egg, Mushroom, sausages and english muffin.&lt;br /&gt;off we go to margaret river town to the information centre, guess who we met....TAKA!!! lolz taking his girlfriend down aswell lol.&lt;br /&gt;We hire 2 Kayaks and was told that we could see dolphins some times in the area..&lt;br /&gt;So with the expectation that we would be seeing the dolphins we start rowing along....after awile...jordan and jasmain swap place...so now its me and jordan , jasmain and amanda with a rope tied to the back of my boat dragging them along...&lt;br /&gt;After the kayak we went to Cape Leewin...or however the hell u spell it..had our very late lunch and took some fotos...&lt;br /&gt;on the way back bought some FishnCHips and had a lazy night in the Chalet...&lt;br /&gt;our muscles were aching like hell.....so...&lt;br /&gt;Amanda massage us...then we massage her...and foot massage..and watch some funny hongkong ghost movie on sbs.&lt;br /&gt;and to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;had light breakfast before we checked out and off we went to candy cow...&lt;br /&gt;then to the nuts and cereal factory...sandalford winery, Gralyn Estate (Winery), Juniper Winery, and my second unsuccessful attempt to visit my forever favourite Mosswood....&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch in Leuwin Estate Winery...a rather classy one....&lt;br /&gt;indulge in the Chocolate Fondue in the Chocolate Factory...&lt;br /&gt;and head back to perth.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Busselton Jetty, did some fishing....JORDAN CAUGHT HIS FIRST NON-BLOWIE FISH...lol..&lt;br /&gt;no luck after that...home we come...with craving for chinese food, so to Singapore Chinatown we went...and rest at home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end of the trip. I would say it is the best weekend ever, comparable to the downsouth trip that we went with the 'Special 10', truely unforgetable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am soo going back down there again!! Especially the horse riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest entry ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My top speed this trip was just above 180km/h ...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-4733777325687120560?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/4733777325687120560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=4733777325687120560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4733777325687120560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4733777325687120560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/08/talking-about-best-weekend-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-1157768040478693623</id><published>2007-07-27T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T11:27:21.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Place your bets please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spinning up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Finishing up please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last bets"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No more bets thank you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"28 Black"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The sound u hear in 40Devenish on the thursday night 26/July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! WE BOUGHT A MINI ROULETTE TABLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah gawd it was so fun...especially being the spinner!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by Texas hold em ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i fall asleep under the dining table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today? the best day of the year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-1157768040478693623?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/1157768040478693623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=1157768040478693623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/1157768040478693623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/1157768040478693623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/07/place-your-bets-please-spinning-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-330454295750265322</id><published>2007-07-22T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:29:11.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember the beginning of the holiday was just a blink of an eye ago...&lt;br /&gt;they say time really flies when you are having fun, where this holiday, i could say, was one of the saddest ones i have ever had. Throughout the holiday i could not wait for uni to reopen again, and now....i kinda dont want it to open yet hahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hard to please my self....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday had not been very productive, eventhough i managed to redo my back yard (round two), the rest of the holiday was just about chilling out....probably too much chilling...to a point where i cannot be fucked about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am typing this blog, the person in my mind is Amanda!!!! SHES COMING BACK TONIGHT!!!! Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu HUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu now i am not alone in this hell, i guess she would feel really fucked for the first week or so in Perth...lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest housemate, Jasmain, believe that i am not important enough, and decided to come back late, leaving me all alone with ley for three days longer. When i say all alone with ley, its more like me alone in the house and ley is either off to work, church or sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...i shall end my mumble....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farm farm farm farm farm farm farm farm farm farm!!!! here i  carmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good...night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-330454295750265322?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/330454295750265322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=330454295750265322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/330454295750265322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/330454295750265322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-remember-beginning-of-holiday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-6671885038717611257</id><published>2007-07-09T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:38:56.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna runaway?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more?&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;No one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS ARE OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;HIGH DDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CREDIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE FIRST TIME!!! WUUU HUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update my blog properly later lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-6671885038717611257?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/6671885038717611257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=6671885038717611257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6671885038717611257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6671885038717611257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-ever-feel-like-breaking-down-do.html' 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type='html'>I'm tired, too tired....really tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its at the point of my life when i really want to give up everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i ever need is a chance for my self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to persue my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have a second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be forgiven of my crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live the life i have always wanted to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be a mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sense more coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it aint gonna be any easier....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we often think "Tomorrow will be a better day" or..."Next month will be a fresh new month for me"&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i have that optimistic view... i really do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me this time...i am expecting the worse of this June..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much i can do to fix it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that they've got my back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time...i doubt so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time...i really want everything to be over....everything........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-2314814903660329960?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/2314814903660329960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=2314814903660329960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2314814903660329960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2314814903660329960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-tired-too-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-2340245736298663070</id><published>2007-05-24T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:05:33.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Zhuge Liang assign Guan Yu to Elimitate Cao Cao who is escaping the lost Battle of Chi Bi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guan Yu Volunteer to Zhuge Liang he will be at the final stage of Cao Cao's escape route to make sure Cao Cao did not get away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuge Liang pretend to be reluctant tha Guan Yu can complete the mission because Cao Cao once helped Guan Yu, and Guan Yu is well known for being the man of Loyalty and Honour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Zhuge Liang made Guan Yu swear with his with is life to bet in front of all the troops that he will bring Cao Cao's head back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guan Yu then set out to block Cao Cao's route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Cao Cao arrive to Guan Yu, he beg Guan Yu for mercy, that once he saved Guan Yu and helped him before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guan Yu then let Cao Cao go, and march back to the main camp preparing to receive the execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuge Liang knew all along that Guan Yu will not kill Cao Cao. He told Guan Yu&lt;br /&gt;"I have already prepare the executioner for you, i know you won't kill Cao Cao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liu bei and Zhang Fei, the two sworn brother of Guan Yu,and the entire troops kneel and beg to Zhuge Liang to not execute him. Guan Yu though did not beg, rather he prepare himself tobe killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Guan Yu was walking away Zhuge Liang said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is all part of my plan, whether Cao Cao is dead or not, we still win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you killed Cao Cao, obviously we win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But you did not kill Cao Cao, in which now you owe nothing to him, and the next &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time you meet him in battle, you will be able to fight him with your full strength".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most famous legend of Lord Guan Yu. A very small section of the Three Kingdom story. In which every single stories teaches us something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-2340245736298663070?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/2340245736298663070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=2340245736298663070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2340245736298663070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2340245736298663070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/zhuge-liang-assign-guan-yu-to-elimitate.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-5515174384570576590</id><published>2007-05-21T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:29:18.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exactly, how many people in your life did stay in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situations determine how we live parts of our life. It gives our mind the perception &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of something that would last forever, or at least...for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever came across times in your life that you tell your self that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'this is how my life is like, and how its going to be.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'this is what i am doing and how it will be done in the future' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'this is the friends i'm having, and it will last for a life time or a long time'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'this is my girl, and we're gonna be together forever'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty much sure you have came acrossed it. You might not have realised it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might just be a part of your deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, the world is continually spinning, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so does your life, and your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In phases of our lives, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we give ourselves the dilusions that the factor in this phase will last a lifetime, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least...a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying in to simple words people say, believing them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or believing in them or tell our self that they are ones you can fully trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when that phase is over...our mind spin with the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we think differently and out of a sudden, our perceptions changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your believes changes, things that you plan to do in the future changes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes of friends or the seperation between you and your girl or boy or what ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the change, we look back at that situation, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a different perspective. From what be believe that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'this is it!, this is how i want it, now and forever'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'thats just a phase of my life, what i am in now is what i really want'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often not realising that we are just in a new phase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many things in our lives are lifelong, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are just living in different chapter, when chapter 13 finishes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will move on to chapter 14...naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what people say while we are still chapter 13, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we believe, we trust. But once you are in chapter 14, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not many of the people did actually make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you should be sick of my blabber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically where i'm getting at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that people come and go, ones that you called best friend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;became stranger or ones that are your soulmate becomes ones you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In phases, we believe what people say, we love their words of praise, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but exactly how many people in the world praise us without wanting anything from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is just basically about "Nothing last forever" ....nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the less you buy into people's words....the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"once you trust...that's it...you lost"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-5515174384570576590?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/5515174384570576590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=5515174384570576590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/5515174384570576590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/5515174384570576590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/exactly-how-many-people-in-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-2358504808993074583</id><published>2007-05-15T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:56:43.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dr. O'Mally - &lt;em&gt;"is it possible, you think, to love two people at the same time?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Burke - &lt;em&gt;"I...ah...I still hope its possible just to love just one person"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-2358504808993074583?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/2358504808993074583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=2358504808993074583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2358504808993074583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/2358504808993074583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-7099398793997029429</id><published>2007-05-10T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:13:45.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"เกิดมามีอะไร&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ตายเเล้วเป็นไฉน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เทียบกับใจอันสว่างจ้า&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ส่องทั่วพสุธาเเดนดิน"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เป่าเหมี่ยน - หลานเปาบุ้นจิ้น&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when you were born...what did u have with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you die...what can u take with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compare to a bright heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shine through the vast land"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bao Mian - Nephew of Bao Qing Tian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-7099398793997029429?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/7099398793997029429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=7099398793997029429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7099398793997029429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7099398793997029429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-you-were-born.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-7588925620046573401</id><published>2007-05-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:09:06.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love that lives in the heart cannot be so easily terminated by time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the encounter is brief, it's impression shall last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can change the direction of love that lives in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have loved. That in itself is the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-7588925620046573401?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/7588925620046573401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=7588925620046573401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7588925620046573401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7588925620046573401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-that-lives-in-heart-cannot-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-7245467073847825396</id><published>2007-05-06T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:47:03.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ｔｅｓｔ</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/339033"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/339033/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-7245467073847825396?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/7245467073847825396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=7245467073847825396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7245467073847825396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7245467073847825396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='ｔｅｓｔ'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-4153172957928441548</id><published>2007-05-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:54:36.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我到了这个时还是一样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜里得寂寞容易让人悲傷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不敢想得太多因为我一个人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迎面而来的月光拉长身影&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫无目的的坐在冷冷得届&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有你的消息应为我在向你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我别走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你说 你不爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要听见你真的说出口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在给我一点温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is darn nice...according to jasmain....second last line of the first verse doesnt make sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你知不知道...我真的很爱你&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-4153172957928441548?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/4153172957928441548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=4153172957928441548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4153172957928441548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4153172957928441548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-song-is-darn-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-5140750747460156111</id><published>2007-04-22T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T12:19:29.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056843613061900610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/Ri2EeUlB6UI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Umc0qWnzYqs/s320/meeeeee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056844368976144722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/Ri2FKUlB6VI/AAAAAAAAABA/m25SvMfJvVo/s320/Thames+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the what the cute boy grow in to! A handsome and capable young man!&lt;br /&gt;self-obsessed as u can tell.&lt;br /&gt;I finally scanned my childhood foto in to my comp...and as u can see i look so god damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;I have never said such thing about my self before....but this time its really true!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...its been a while since i last blogged. Safuan is in perth at the moment...well actually he was here two weeks already. Been chilling the entire holiday...nothing productive...well except for the youtube war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namyo ling kek kyo...&lt;br /&gt;This thing is still stuck in my head..!!!! and i am making it stuck in Jasmain's head too! since she impurified me with the evil Mika song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;300 - Watched it in the holiday...those who have not watched it....you guys are really missing out on something good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stewie - HAHAHHAHAHA this guy rocks&lt;br /&gt;"UH OH!!!....UH OH!!!...." hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;"Ugh...look at him...look how phat he is.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermm i am suppose to be studyin...but as u can see.....i am here...Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else much to write...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;update later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gud day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;might look as if, but its not as thought.&lt;/em&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/18454675-5140750747460156111?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/5140750747460156111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=5140750747460156111' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-5428749343121846285</id><published>2007-04-06T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:03:33.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to seek war all around, just to find out your allies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fight forever, just to discover your strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to always walk away, just to see if anyone follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be pissed off most of the time, just to fully cheerish the happy moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to always remain standing, just to not show any weakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to take the blame, just to end the argument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to trust someone, just to see how long will it last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do what we do.....just to see how it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;meet the end of the road, where do we go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-5428749343121846285?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/5428749343121846285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=5428749343121846285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/5428749343121846285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/5428749343121846285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-seek-war-all-around-just-to-find-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-1537853431870231461</id><published>2007-04-05T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:33:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RhRQz--CJsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-gQ8i2LgLCU/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049749936195905218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RhRQz--CJsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-gQ8i2LgLCU/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No smiles...No laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No Tears...No sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No fury...No anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-1537853431870231461?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/1537853431870231461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=1537853431870231461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/1537853431870231461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/1537853431870231461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOQvD_TPaOg/RhRQz--CJsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-gQ8i2LgLCU/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-122595377165236200</id><published>2007-04-04T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:03:50.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired of fighting for what i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of trying to be who i am not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of covering my feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of seeing people come and go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of tasting the bitterness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of being nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of walking this road alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of holding on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of living...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the only place to rest....is "rest in peace"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-122595377165236200?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/122595377165236200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=122595377165236200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/122595377165236200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/122595377165236200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired-of-fighting-for-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-5044156226969372194</id><published>2007-04-03T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:38:04.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory vs Reality</title><content type='html'>when you are confronted with the truth you never thought you'd hear...&lt;br /&gt;truth that you never expect your friend to ever say...&lt;br /&gt;All along you never realise what is in their mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory: Friends should say whatever of you that is bothering them&lt;br /&gt;Reality: They often never do.&lt;br /&gt;Theory: You tell them to say, and it wont bother you&lt;br /&gt;Reality: You are hurt, in realising what is actually in their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see ...that theories doesnt always apply to reality.&lt;br /&gt;But when theory becomes reality...&lt;br /&gt;will you face it, the way you theoratically planned to do...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story behind this blog is not one of extraodirary nor one of enough importance to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;the moral though...is one of not ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are faced problems with your friend...and you tried so hard to work the problem out, you realise after a while that it will be a failure, so you prepare your self for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no reponse, you will encourage one. Give your self and illusion that you will be able to face it. but when you get the response, you realise its not what you wanted to hear at all...will you just let your self fall deeper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is, negative response will put you down. Different people have different reaction period to the response, depending on how strong you are in facing it , and how quick you are to pick your self up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory: Learn from your mistake, and fix your self from there&lt;br /&gt;Reality: we say "Things are easier said than done"&lt;br /&gt;Theory: As long as you tried your best, you will succeed&lt;br /&gt;Reality: how hard you have to try, to know it is your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can beat reality and start doing things theoratically. it is most of the time our own mind that is the major obstacle in all the things we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you manage to over come your own mind, you will get further than ur mind ever thought you could"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes success might seems to be a "mission impossible", no argument to that.&lt;br /&gt;but to ones that care for u,&lt;br /&gt;seeing your effort to succeed, will give them the feeling that you have succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is not always about getting there, its how you get there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prize of the mission does not always lie at the end, its sometimes lie throughout the mission.&lt;br /&gt;what we learn along the way will build on us, into a more capable being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you find it difficult to understand my mumbling, my apology.&lt;br /&gt;but i think....sometimes...you cant always say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm only human'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or just sit back and say to your self "i've done everything i could"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because most of the time....you haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah...it is what i have to think about. i must admit, i wrote about it...saying i have realised it, but i am unsure that i will be able to do it either. hmm....this actually goes to most of us... we quote lots of meaningfull phrases, but how many did we actually live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;think again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-5044156226969372194?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/5044156226969372194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=5044156226969372194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/5044156226969372194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/5044156226969372194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/04/theory-vs-reality.html' title='Theory vs Reality'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-7424650555495726384</id><published>2007-03-31T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:23:40.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. handed in my assignment all done, feeling so good that i thought i handed in on time...&lt;br /&gt;went to the office today, drop my assignment in the box at 2pm and there was not a single assignment in there i thought.."hmm i'm pretty early"... came home check my unit outline, hand in by friday 12pm!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the first late assignment. i comfused it with my micro assignmen which hand in on wednesday 4pm next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant get my mind off her...&lt;br /&gt;theres this girl in my chinese language class...she only have the same class with me on thursdays...i dunno what other ppl would say, but i think shes pretty hot...rrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;shes ABC i think...or somethin lyk tht...lala...cant wait till my next thursday class...chinese class was motivating enough...with someone to go there for is just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention...shes the few ppl tht can say my name properly hahahahah~ yey&lt;br /&gt;u can see i am abit obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mambo night last night....&lt;br /&gt;quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;drink n chill...&lt;br /&gt;another way to kill my weekend&lt;br /&gt;god....the weekends are getting sadder  and sadder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-7424650555495726384?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/7424650555495726384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=7424650555495726384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7424650555495726384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7424650555495726384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/haiz_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-9042418059483668661</id><published>2007-03-29T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T01:02:15.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not in much mood to say of hows my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just lost my best friend and on the verge of losing another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should explain it all for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the day faith is gone...i will be gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-9042418059483668661?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/9042418059483668661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=9042418059483668661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/9042418059483668661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/9042418059483668661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-in-much-mood-to-say-of-hows-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-7660429452609246104</id><published>2007-03-26T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:58:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Under every man's knee is gold&lt;br /&gt;Upholding every man's neck is dignity&lt;br /&gt;upon every man's chest is pride".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to have these things in you. It define your character, it makes u strong. But does it always work?&lt;br /&gt;I truely belive in it, pride and dignity. Knowing that sometimes these things turns back and hurt me instead, i still cant let go of it. The thing with this is, we often realise it when it is too late, when we have already on the verge or have already lost something. We use our pride and dignity to justify situations, sometimes i would have to agree it is good to do so, but pride and dignity does not always give good outcome to situation, sometimes it is not the right thing to have it with you at all.&lt;br /&gt;Situation involving your friend, or if i should rephrase, your best friend. Pride and dignity should not even exist. But it is what built in to us, especially we men.&lt;br /&gt;We do things opposite to what we would really do, we dont admit to things and especially we pretend we didnt give a shit when actually we do.&lt;br /&gt;Pride and dignity, is probably the main cause of most of the destruction. We refuse to lower our stand point to come to an agreement, we dont often accept win-win situation, we just want to be the single winner. But sometimes things dont work that way, sometimes u gotta know when u gotta back out, u gotta lose sometimes, in just to keep ur friendship or the peace going. Not saying that we must always back out, but we ourself knows best of what we could and should do in our situation. Most cases when people say "i don't know what to do already", is probably when they try to solve things without lowering any pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i am writing this for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little thing to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-7660429452609246104?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/7660429452609246104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=7660429452609246104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7660429452609246104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/7660429452609246104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/under-every-mans-knee-is-gold-upholding.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-6091812966040574163</id><published>2007-03-22T12:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:28:54.489+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&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'll meet you when my chores are through;&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 don't know how long I'll be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between now and then, till I see you again,I'll be loving you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin Raye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-6091812966040574163?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/6091812966040574163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=6091812966040574163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6091812966040574163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6091812966040574163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-you-get-there-before-i-do-dont-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-6704934092337840121</id><published>2007-03-21T00:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:42:04.553+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rite....today is my happy day and nothing is getting in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Start my morning with only 4 hours of sleep, because i realise just before i go to bed, that my class is actually at 9 not 10.&lt;br /&gt;after that class, was my forever favourite, chinese class. Got my test results bak today, surprisingly i was slightly disappointed that i did not do as well as i planned to. because this test, i was so comfident that i aimed at 99 or 100 percent. I only got 96. oh well...try harder next time. meet up with my bro, to spot the cute girl he had been telling me about, my bro went in class first, i waited a couple of minute and i left. and actually the girl was late to class today, probably not fated to meet.haha&lt;br /&gt;got my car transfered, my insurance upgraded, and went to my chyropractic appointment after uni. Feeling abit sick today, my muscle all aching, so decided to come home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Weird...only slept for 2 hours or so...but i woke up for like 10 - 15 times, EVERY BLOODY 5-10-15 minutes...damn annoying...&lt;br /&gt;Small dinner for me today, and i meant very small....only half of jasmain, and i am still feeling full.....hmm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long talk with jasmain about the 'thing of the past' and 'the thing of the present' and we actually have many unmentioned common thoughts and amanda as well. hahahaha this really shows that jasmain is just as evil as me,,muahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted a crockcroach today, and jasmain jumped on the chair straight away and scream not realisng that ley is sleeping...i was scared too....so there we go...2 idiots try to kill one crockroach, and when i realise....jasmain is already up stairs...force her to help me kill it....and she came down armed witha a towel on her head and a muscle spray in her hand. hm....i have my bigon with me,,,,and yet i cant kill that thing...so i decided to crush it with a broom.....much easier....&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;probably this crockroach thing is the highlight of the night...lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whn u try ur best bt u dun succeed, Whn u get wht u want bt nt wht u need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-6704934092337840121?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/6704934092337840121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=6704934092337840121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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uni....went down to winthrop, got my self 4 more bottle of vintage wines...god i cant stop buying wines, and yeah...had my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Pop by to see mr. quek, it been a while since i last see the man, so me main n manda hang around for a while, talking to mr. quek and catch up on all our stories.&lt;br /&gt;came back home with one big fish i bought from iga&lt;br /&gt;so i cooked the whole fish and some beef salad and jasmain tried to hide vegie in the omlette, we all had a great dinner, (me main n ley) finished up with jasmains teramitsu and a glass of white wine....hmmm that was a real nice home dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been cleaning my room, and ironing my clothes...nothing else much....watched some greys anatomy....and yeah....just getting on wif ma life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i shall go to bed now...&lt;br /&gt;nitez to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll wait for you at the end of the road.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-3944524925188915640?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/3944524925188915640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=3944524925188915640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/3944524925188915640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/3944524925188915640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/haiz.html' title='haiz.'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-3625787697294839040</id><published>2007-03-18T20:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:51:34.310+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How to save a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had I known how to save a life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it just an end to the chapter? or is it the end to the book?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-3625787697294839040?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/3625787697294839040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=3625787697294839040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/3625787697294839040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/3625787697294839040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-to-save-life.html' title='How to save a life'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-6462273690822032976</id><published>2007-03-18T12:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T12:55:31.588+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had the weirdest dream last night, same story repeated in different version for the past six nights. Last night was probably the worse out of all, I hope a dream is just a dream. For this dream? i dun think i want my dream to come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unavoidable, unbelievable? Believe it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-6462273690822032976?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/6462273690822032976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=6462273690822032976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6462273690822032976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6462273690822032976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-weirdest-dream-last-night-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-6059395051354746931</id><published>2007-03-18T03:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T04:17:43.432+09:00</updated><title type='text'>inconvienient truth</title><content type='html'>All along, u thought u had a friend. Who u thought of so highly, a friend u respect, a friend that u thought u know that they will be there when u needed them even if u never call out for help, a friend that u urself will do anything u possibly could to help them, a friend that... u call a brother.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of losing one of these friend is devastating enough, but what worse is when u lose them at the time u r vonerable, weak and at the time u could really do with a hand reach to you and help u stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;Probably that goes with the saying that "when a man fall, they fall hard"...&lt;br /&gt;When u fall of ur own personal problems, feeling the frustration and tasting the bitterness of the situation, the best thing that could ever happen to you is have someone to help u up and get the bitterness out of your miserable life. But when that didnt happen...what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;What if its worse, the friendship goes the rong way, what could u do?&lt;br /&gt;do you resolve it with your friend? when all along in the friendship you have been the one trying to resolve everything, and for once u just feel that it will be great that your friend will resolve it this time. And then as time goes by, ur friend did not make any attemp to resolve it...&lt;br /&gt;how would u feel?&lt;br /&gt;Will u feel the disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;Will you feel that u are all alone?&lt;br /&gt;or will u feel tired and restless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often we look over the value of friendship to something we desire more, we aim high, not realising the foundation is falling apart. and u need foundation, with out foundation a house cannot stand, like your life, with out the tight friendship below, u might be able to hold on to the roof. but nothing last forever, sooner or later the roof will fall and you and the house will be roofless, but a roofless house is still a house, but when the roof fall and at the same time the foundation break apart....where do u live now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog might sound abit depress. but its what i call, the "inconvienient truth"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-6059395051354746931?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/6059395051354746931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=6059395051354746931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6059395051354746931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/6059395051354746931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/inconvienient-truth.html' title='inconvienient truth'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-4270960263399180215</id><published>2007-03-15T21:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:17:23.041+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I lost my closest friend&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I wanted time to end&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my heart will ever mend I just let you slip away&lt;br /&gt;4 AM forever&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll never see you smile again&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you thought that it was all pretend;&lt;br /&gt;All these words that I could never say&lt;br /&gt;I just let them slip away&lt;br /&gt;4 AM forever&lt;br /&gt; Why don't you hear me when I'm calling out to you&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you listen when I try to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, you never know&lt;br /&gt;Hold a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;4 AM forever&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day when I can move along&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday when you can hear this song&lt;br /&gt;You won't let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;4 AM forever&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish the sun would never come&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 AM and you are done&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know you're letting go&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 AM and I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 AM forever...   &lt;em&gt;Lost Prophets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-4270960263399180215?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/4270960263399180215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=4270960263399180215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4270960263399180215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4270960263399180215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-i-lost-my-closest-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-4553981361734721502</id><published>2007-03-13T23:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:05:29.057+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A looooooong time</title><content type='html'>Its been very very very very very long since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;what could i say....&lt;br /&gt;well, i was back in perth early for summer school. never it would be this fun. i kinda missed it. its a very relax study time easily earn credit points.&lt;br /&gt;Half way through summer school I went to Hongkong! meet up with jasmain there...nothing much to write about it though because it was all about shopping and eating HAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of summer school lots of things were done, flew to rottnest, mandurah crabbing fancy dinner and...er...dunno what&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;so yeah...now uni semester one had started. well i am abit lagged this is the third week already.&lt;br /&gt;well i did so much during summer school and the past two month that its too much to list down here. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There u go...recap of my holiday, may sound nerdy to some, boring to others but for me it was the best thing that had ever happened to me. thanks to my bro and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite i will try and force my self to blog tomorrow and try and make it more of a habbit&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- with you by my side i will fight and defend - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-4553981361734721502?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/4553981361734721502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=4553981361734721502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4553981361734721502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/4553981361734721502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2007/03/looooooong-time.html' title='A looooooong time'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116662881088704596</id><published>2006-12-21T00:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:33:30.916+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>wow....its been a long time since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;well there had been many things happened. but the highlight it all would certainly be the visit of Daniel and Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;On the long awaited morning of 6th December 2006 my friend Amanda and Daniel arrived in Phuket.  I was so excited to see them that i woke up at 6 to pick up someone who arrive at 7.55 and wouldnt come out until quarter pass eight.&lt;br /&gt;if i would to tell you everything we did, then you will be reading this blog forever. so i shall list it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shooting&lt;br /&gt;-ATV&lt;br /&gt;-Phuket Fantasea&lt;br /&gt;-Beach Horse Riding&lt;br /&gt;-Night swim in the pool&lt;br /&gt;-out to Patong (Bapo St.)&lt;br /&gt;-Go to bangkok&lt;br /&gt;-Floating market&lt;br /&gt;-lots of shopping&lt;br /&gt;-staying in an executive suite room of a hotel&lt;br /&gt;-first class movie seat&lt;br /&gt;-Go to phi phi island&lt;br /&gt;-kayak everywhere&lt;br /&gt;-swim around in crystal clear water&lt;br /&gt;-shooting lizard with BB gun (for more detail contact Daniel ask him about the light)&lt;br /&gt;-most important of all ...lots of eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan..manda...did i miss anything?&lt;br /&gt;oh well its been really really really great having u guys around and i hope to have u guys again.&lt;br /&gt;erm other than that.....nothing much&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah i am just lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surachai Turachai TuraPONG, Pee-Tum-Lai, ChingChong PingPong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116662881088704596?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116662881088704596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116662881088704596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116662881088704596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116662881088704596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116387024368619641</id><published>2006-11-19T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:17:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the return to Thailand</title><content type='html'>Finally i am bak home, Phuket.&lt;br /&gt;Not the beginning i wished it to be as u guys know that my grand mother passed away. Coming to think again...though i had alot of problems and arguements with her i still owe her an apology, an apology that could never be heard by her again..in person. its too late. Lighting an incense stick now and saying sorry to a souless body doesnt make anything better. All it does is that it made me feel better, but it doesnt help her at all....she gotta bare the pain and gone to a new world with it. Why dont i just say it when she still breathes, at least..i would feel better and she would too.....Maybe its our so called "pride" that we think its so important to us...yes, to have pride is good...but too much will only harm you..that..is a big lesson to me...and i guess this goes out to all u guys out there who are having difficulty apologising or talking to someone that u might not care for but they care for u...just think one thing "if tomorrow never comes...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have been at the funeral day and night. tomorrow is crematation day...gotta be up early for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all realise it when its too late...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116387024368619641?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116387024368619641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116387024368619641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116387024368619641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116387024368619641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/11/return-to-thailand.html' title='the return to Thailand'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116349344370887853</id><published>2006-11-14T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:37:34.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long time</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i last updated my blog. because...it was exam period. Not that i dun have free time to blog, but i prefer spending my freetime doing other things.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;anyway, exam is OVER! finally....fingers cross hope i pass.&lt;br /&gt;hmm cant remember what i did...so...maybe i'll seriously blog when i am in thailand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. i kno i will ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Free at last, Free at last ...Thank god(if he exists) almighty i'm free at last - Martin Luther King&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116349344370887853?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116349344370887853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116349344370887853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116349344370887853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116349344370887853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/11/long-time.html' title='A long time'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116144688908246911</id><published>2006-10-21T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:13:36.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting weekend</title><content type='html'>Right people listen up, we got alot to get through today.&lt;br /&gt;ok first of all i would like to talk to you all about the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;It was the quickest BBQ decision ever. Started with jasmain telling us that the weather on friday is gonna be nice and its gonna be around 30 degrees. To me... that is hot, infact its bloody hot when its right after winter.&lt;br /&gt;Went to uni on friday morning, and went shopping for bbq stuff after that. when we got there...all prepared...the bloody grill dont work....so we have to shift to another one.. realise we didnt have any oil...amanda was so happy because no oil means low fat and we all will be healthy...for now...who really cares about the cancer anyway...right amanda? we didnt have a nice time eating, because all the flies figure that they should annoy us, half of the eating time we were actually trying to get the flies off our plates. when we were done, raymond feed left overs to the birds...seagulls...yes..there were like 30+ of them around our little hut. how ever raymond decided to throw a kebab stick with some meat on it to the bird....one bird got it...and the rest follow and chase him like hell....the bird decided to swollow the entire stick...and i dont kno what happened to it after that. Hang arount there until 9 or 10 and amanda jasmain n daniel followed me to my place...watched a movie...went to makan2 and send daniel home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..today was a really relax day, woke up at ten amanda n jasmain were still sleeping....when they woke up....food was the first thing....kfc...a huge meal of it...after kfc...we watched tv..and i fell asleep again...woke up again its 3.30. watch more tv until dinner and then ....watch MORE TV... and now....typing this blog....in awhile we shall go to Burswood.. me, jasmain, amanda and hopefully raymond...wish me luck...and them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is suppose to be a word of wisdom here but i cant think of one today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116144688908246911?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116144688908246911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116144688908246911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116144688908246911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116144688908246911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/10/exciting-weekend.html' title='exciting weekend'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116125791500079937</id><published>2006-10-19T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:38:35.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>update for the blog below.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new housemate-to be............cant make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHH!!!!! YEY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116125791500079937?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116125791500079937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116125791500079937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116125791500079937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116125791500079937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/10/update_19.html' title='update'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116125654868442399</id><published>2006-10-19T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:15:48.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave me alone</title><content type='html'>why is every one so kepo?...........why does everyone feel that the have the right to choose what THEY think i think is the best? if its going to be under my responsibility i'd rather it will be my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story for this blog is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, thames was happily about gettin in his car with daniel and amanda about to go to garden city. When he was just about to leave, he got a phone call from his aunty saying that she was locked out of the house. That was not all to it....she told thames of what she think is a good news for him ....but.....thames on the other hand, found it to be a nightmare. She....got thames a house mate.&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO CHOOSE WHO WILL BE LIVING WITH ME FOR THE REST OF MY STAY IN PERTH!&lt;br /&gt;From the 1st of january onwards, i will be in total control of the house, which means i will CHOOSE who will come to stay with me. I really dont understand, why does she even want to be concern of what is going to happen to me next, from the time on...it really should be my choice.&lt;br /&gt;I kno she wants whats best for me, but i dont want to be living with a total stranger. i want to choose my friend to stay in my place. However good the person will be, i still oppose to her idea. I mean my friend might be lazy, but its my FRIEND and i am sure i can accept them for who they are....&lt;br /&gt;I want to be totally independant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a one destroyed day by the disturbing news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends......"HELP!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off i go then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave me alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116125654868442399?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116125654868442399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116125654868442399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116125654868442399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116125654868442399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/10/leave-me-alone.html' title='Leave me alone'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116118938256375027</id><published>2006-10-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:36:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and unordinary ordinary day</title><content type='html'>Missed my gym session 2 days in a row....reason? didnt wash my gym pants yet. Tmr should be the third day of gym for my week and i am still not sure if i will go! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! lazyness is taking over me.&lt;br /&gt;Manduh and Daniel had confirmed their trip to Phuket, YEY! Its gonna be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, i met raymond today....hahahah...in same uni, but never seen him so long. The usual me dan manda went to luch and had a special guess today...raymond. "Taurus" is great....love the Teh Peng there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm what did i do yesterday? hmmmmm ....cant remember....gone abit ding dong today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...didnt acheive much today, raymond come over to see gif and end up spending hours watching car racing and drifting video clips sent him home and hang around there for a while.......where i am suppose to be studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE IS MY NERD MODE!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wel...la di da.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall make the 3 metres journey form the comp to the bed now... and enter my own world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not what u say....its how u say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116118938256375027?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116118938256375027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116118938256375027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116118938256375027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116118938256375027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-unordinary-ordinary-day.html' title='and unordinary ordinary day'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116099001758867670</id><published>2006-10-16T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:13:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>"how do u describe colours to a blind man"&lt;br /&gt;from just a simple conversation with mr chua, which he state this sentence...made me think of it and found it some deep meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yesterday was an ordinary sunday, stay at home, tv, try to study but cant. Untill at night...we went to the movies, me jasmain and daniel. Watch "the devil wear prada"..lol....really good. recomend!&lt;br /&gt;To and from the movie, Mr chua drove my car, notice that he got much better at manual! and its me who taught him! at least i got one student to be proud of, and joe, if u r reading this, its not me whose suck but its YOU! done even kno when to stop ....haiz...disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of last night was that i got a call from home saying that my aunt need to rush to the hospital. i made my fastest speed from winthrop at 11.41 and reached vic park at 11.49....hell fast...140 km/h all the way....hmm i can see my self soon in the world championship title.!!muahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;oh wel. nothing much to say anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to uni today, got 9.33 out of 10 for my assignment!!!!! I AM SO PROUD OF MY SELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm time for dinner now. Gucce. Jasmain, i wont forgot your terimitsu (how ever u spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update later~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my road, my destiny, my life, my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116099001758867670?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116099001758867670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116099001758867670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116099001758867670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116099001758867670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/10/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18454675.post-116083315131750952</id><published>2006-10-14T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:39:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new blog</title><content type='html'>yes, i know you guys might wonder what happened to all my posts.I have decided to delete all my entries and now start a new one.anyway lets get to the point about what i have been up to these days.first of all ...went to the beach yesterday! its bloody cold and yet we all still chose to go to the beach. The sun was barely out, cold wind was blowing, jumped into freezing cold water and yet the friend who ask us to go to the beach did not jump in. yes, i am talking about daniel!. oh well, i still have jasmain and amanda in the water so thats fine. after being in the water for a while, it start to feel comfortable until the point where we decided to get out of the water. THE WIND WAS BLOWING COLD AIR ON ME!!!!!.......decided to get under the sand and bury my self in the warmness.~ after beach was ciscerelo....how ever u spell it...never had fish n' chip there in ages. got home....cleand up.....and relax....woke up this morning.............ache all over.......but still have enough energy to wash my car....55555+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. lazy to type anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. never to go beach with daniel invitation again....lol....jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18454675-116083315131750952?l=themz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/feeds/116083315131750952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18454675&amp;postID=116083315131750952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116083315131750952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18454675/posts/default/116083315131750952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themz.blogspot.com/2006/10/brand-new-blog_14.html' title='brand new blog'/><author><name>Themz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14722300670083069739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
