<?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-2951188502786255327</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:36:50.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is ok... is really ok.. jw..</title><subtitle type='html'>whistle through my hard time..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-6256367507833167828</id><published>2010-09-09T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T06:19:55.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dissapointed..</title><content type='html'>yeah.. until lately.. i know.. you also like me.. but it was too late for everything.. i too late to understand that.. until now i'm going to uk.. i work at kl for only one purpose and you know it.. and.. we cant meet anymore.. just now i stay at your gate so long.. just wan to get a single kiss from you.. that's it.. i dunno y you keep avoiding me.. but i think now already no use for me to know that reason ba.. i really hope that 23rd you will come to airport.. i promise you sin.. you will be the 1st person i wanted to find after i come back to malaysia.. take care yourself.. sin.. if you found better guy rmb post in fb like you told me.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; font-family: Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; font-family: Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;4440555666888330881105533777744466 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; font-family: Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/2951188502786255327-6256367507833167828?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/6256367507833167828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2010/09/dissapointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6256367507833167828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6256367507833167828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2010/09/dissapointed.html' title='dissapointed..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-6585798885362676301</id><published>2010-06-03T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:42:45.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke Sin</title><content type='html'>ke sin.. if u reading my blog.. i just wan to tell you.. how important u are..&lt;br /&gt;when i so depress about my pass relationship (turtle).. i almost lost hope.. until the day we met.. rmb on the way to lecture..? i called you from behind.. hehe.. we go to school together by bus.. we talk.. we laugh all the way.. and there.. your eye.. attracted me so deep.. obviously.. i completely melted.. u know..? when we talking on the bus.. the sun.. shine on your face.. your eye.. just kill me.. haha.. is true.. from there.. i started to like you.. and yes.. you are the cure of my past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day.. i like you more n more.. my urge to ask u become my girl is so strong.. but all hold by my pledge.. i swear to myself that i can't accept another girl.. unless i have completely forget turtle.. we still hang out together.. n i rmb when u go euphoria that night.. wear a jeans skirt n a black singlet.. i know that time i act like a kid.. i not dare to approach you.. not dare to dance with you.. stilll avoiding you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poppy night.. i also rmb you wear a black dress.. black shoes.. black handbag.. they still joke at you.. they say u r black widow or black witch liao..  that night.. my courage was given by alcohol.. when i sent u back.. there i taste ur lips.. your kiss.. i cant forget that night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. feeling get stronger.. i trying to tell you.. but everytime.. it is not a very good answer.. i was so sad everytime u reject me.. you say.. it is too late to confess.. you say.. dowan couple with the same course guy.. you say.. i was too thin.. you say.. i am younger.. but.. sometimes you give me hope.. i am so.. confuse.. ya.. confuse is the word best fit me at the time.. sometime i msg you and waiting for whole day also no reply.. sometime i call u also reply so cold.. 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?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-8583030625267403686</id><published>2010-03-16T16:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:31:32.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>copy and paste..</title><content type='html'>其實不是有個女孩，而是有兩個女孩。&lt;br /&gt;一個出現在之前，一個出現在之後。&lt;br /&gt;姑且，我們叫她之前，也叫她之後。&lt;br /&gt;而他界在之前與之後之間，姑且，我們叫他永遠。&lt;br /&gt;之前出現在永遠之前，在很久以前。&lt;br /&gt;她的笑永遠忘不掉，她的大眼睛永遠忘不掉，&lt;br /&gt;她的聲音永遠忘不掉，她的可愛永遠也忘不掉。&lt;br /&gt;而她給永遠的傷害，永遠也忘不掉。&lt;br /&gt;在很久以前，之前愛上了另一個男孩，她沒告訴永遠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以永遠一直以為之前依然深愛著永遠。&lt;br /&gt;直到之前的大眼睛裡再也沒有永遠，&lt;br /&gt;再也沒有愛著永遠的光芒閃爍著，&lt;br /&gt;永遠才發現，之前變了。&lt;br /&gt;但永遠看不出之前哪裡變了。&lt;br /&gt;或許是態度變了，或許是語氣變了，&lt;br /&gt;或許是感情變了，或許是整個人都變了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但永遠不想承認之前變了，因為永遠相信著之前，&lt;br /&gt;他深深的愛著之前。&lt;br /&gt;直到永遠看見之前與另一個男孩，&lt;br /&gt;在永遠所熟悉的那張溫暖的床舖上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 永遠的心在那一剎那間流不出血來，連哭泣的力氣都沒有，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是靜靜的看著之前與那男孩的纏綿。&lt;br /&gt;但永遠選擇繼續愛著之前，寧願忘記之前的錯。&lt;br /&gt;有一天，永遠告訴之前:&lt;br /&gt;「我可以什麼都無所謂，只要讓我繼續愛著妳。」&lt;br /&gt;之前只是冷冷的看著永遠，&lt;br /&gt;然後冷冷的說:『我忘不了他。』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 就這樣，永遠與之前將近700個日子的愛情畫上了紅色的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;句 號。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來，永遠變了。&lt;br /&gt;永遠變得不再重視愛情，永遠開始玩弄愛情，&lt;br /&gt;永遠把自己關在自己心裡，&lt;br /&gt;因為永遠發現，不讓自己跑出來才是真正安全的。&lt;br /&gt;永遠開始學著之前，因為他覺得之前愛人的方式好輕鬆，&lt;br /&gt;讓人好不能離開或忘懷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 永遠看著自己曾經被之前割過的感情傷口，發現那是一種成&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;長， &lt;br /&gt;不管是不是負面的，他都喜歡那傷口留下的痕跡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以永遠開始為所欲為，開始依然故我，&lt;br /&gt;開始漫不經心，開始一切都不在乎。&lt;br /&gt;只要是安全的，不會再被傷害的，永遠都喜歡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到之後出現了。&lt;br /&gt;之後是個絕頂聰明的女孩。&lt;br /&gt;之後有所有永遠沒見過的女孩特質，&lt;br /&gt;有永遠沒嘗試過的愛情挑戰，&lt;br /&gt;有永遠沒聽過的特別見解，&lt;br /&gt;有永遠從來沒見過的可愛。&lt;br /&gt;因為之後總是能讓永遠吃鱉，所以永遠對之後很感興趣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永遠開始追之後，很努力的追之後，&lt;br /&gt;之後發覺自己&lt;br /&gt;已經沒有辦法抵擋永遠的攻勢。&lt;br /&gt;之後跟永遠在一起了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 但請記得，永遠已經是個為所欲為，依然故我，漫不經心，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什麼都無所謂的永遠了。&lt;br /&gt;他追之後的時候是這樣，&lt;br /&gt;追到之後的時候也是這樣。&lt;br /&gt;但之後要的不是這樣。&lt;br /&gt;之後是個愛情至上的女孩，&lt;br /&gt;之後喜歡甜蜜，喜歡浪漫，&lt;br /&gt;喜歡沉浸在愛情裡的感覺，&lt;br /&gt;喜歡所有永遠不喜歡的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以永遠漸漸發現，&lt;br /&gt;之後只是個特別過頭的女孩，&lt;br /&gt;並不是他想要的。&lt;br /&gt;永遠喜歡自由，喜歡無拘無束，&lt;br /&gt;喜歡依自己的方式過愛情，&lt;br /&gt;喜歡所有之後不喜歡的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，之後告訴永遠:&lt;br /&gt;『你好冷淡。』&lt;br /&gt;永遠聽了之後，只是冷冷的告訴之後:&lt;br /&gt;「我就是這樣，因為之前教我的。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到這裡，或許你們會發現，&lt;br /&gt;之前真是厲害，永遠真是笨蛋，&lt;br /&gt;而之後真是可憐。但故事還沒完。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在之後與永遠在一起的第九天，&lt;br /&gt;永遠與之後分手了。&lt;br /&gt;原因無它，只是永遠覺得之後不適合他，&lt;br /&gt;而之後覺得永遠可以改變。&lt;br /&gt;永遠真的不會變，&lt;br /&gt;永遠將永遠都是那個為所欲為，&lt;br /&gt;依然故我的永遠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之後開始軟化，&lt;br /&gt;開始無所謂永遠不變的事實，&lt;br /&gt;開始委屈自己，&lt;br /&gt;開始發覺自己深深愛著永遠。&lt;br /&gt;但，永遠愛之後嗎?&lt;br /&gt;不。永遠只是在那一剎那間發現自己愛上了之後，&lt;br /&gt;在永遠為之後叫了輛往機場的計程車，&lt;br /&gt;為之後關上門的那一剎那。&lt;br /&gt;只是那一剎那而已，永遠還是不愛之後。&lt;br /&gt;因為永遠覺得之後只是個特別過了頭的女孩，&lt;br /&gt;並不是永遠想要的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來，之後回到了台北。&lt;br /&gt;之後很難過，&lt;br /&gt;之後很想念永遠，&lt;br /&gt;之後願意為永遠放棄所有，&lt;br /&gt;甚至是尊嚴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分手後的第一天，之後告訴永遠:&lt;br /&gt;『我可以什麼都無所謂，只要讓我繼續愛你。』&lt;br /&gt;有沒有覺得這句話很熟悉?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的。&lt;br /&gt;這是永遠在很久以前告訴過之前的那句話，&lt;br /&gt;不顧所有的尊嚴，&lt;br /&gt;任意踐踏自己的那句話。&lt;br /&gt;永遠嚇了一跳，永遠彷彿看見了自己跪在之前的面前，&lt;br /&gt;掉著男兒不輕彈的眼淚，苦苦哀求之前再給他一次機會。&lt;br /&gt;後來，之後傷透了心，因為永遠告訴了之後:&lt;br /&gt;「我忘不了她。」&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;之前在哪?&lt;br /&gt;之前在永遠心裡最愛也最恨的地方。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;之後在哪?&lt;br /&gt;之後在永遠心裡最痛也最深的地方。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;永遠在哪?&lt;br /&gt;永遠在之前心裡最愧疚的地方。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;永遠其實不遠，之前其實也不前，之後也不很後。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是愛情在這三者之間，存在的只是痛。&lt;br /&gt;這一切都是因為.....&lt;br /&gt;「我忘不了他(她).....」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 愛情，在沒有過去與未來的牽絆時，才是真正公平的。會覺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;得自 己在看一篇讓腦筋轉動的文章~&lt;br /&gt;必須讓自己很清醒也很安靜的思考這文章~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"永遠其實不遠，之前其實也不前，之後也不很後"&lt;br /&gt;很多時候人很矛盾~在自己的圈圈內打轉而不自覺~&lt;br /&gt;為了未來仿造過去認為的對~&lt;br /&gt;為了不傷自己~選擇傷害別人~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼人總學不會在傷痛之後~&lt;br /&gt;讓傷痛不在出現在別人身上~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誠如音樂裡的"成全"歌詞&lt;br /&gt;不要為了勉強可笑的尊嚴~&lt;br /&gt;所有的悲傷丟在分手那天~&lt;br /&gt;未必永遠才算愛得完全~&lt;br /&gt;一個人的成全好過三個人的糾結~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許曾經付出愛真的難收回也難癒合~&lt;br /&gt;但是糾結下去似乎沒有很大的幫助~&lt;br /&gt;只會讓傷口永遠痛著~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡這一句話&lt;br /&gt;Love : 愛情，在沒有過去與未來的牽絆時，才是真正公平的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但願大家都能細細品味思考~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-8583030625267403686?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/8583030625267403686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2010/03/copy-and-paste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/8583030625267403686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/8583030625267403686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2010/03/copy-and-paste.html' title='copy and paste..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-6794257483407962884</id><published>2009-12-02T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:39:48.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing~! sing loud loud~! drum~! after cny you're mine..</title><content type='html'>as title explain everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-6794257483407962884?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/6794257483407962884/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-7623153945800429398</id><published>2009-11-22T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:22:09.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turtle turtle~</title><content type='html'>i was wrong.. i have affair with another girl make u dun trust me.. that's y u tied me.. i always wanted a stupid 'mature' relationship mean i want freedom.. i dowan u to tied me.. i want u to trust me.. that's y after that incident.. i willing to put down my man's pride just to make u smile.. this is the mature relationship i talking about.. but guess what.. end up i get fed up being tied by u.. i complaint to my brother.. i guess that really piss u off.. so.. u tied me..? i tied u.. i dun let u out with others ppl bcz i dun even TRY to trust u.. i should at least try to trust u.. yeah.. i am stupid.. i saying all this not bcz i want u turn back to me.. i just want to tell you.. i'm happy to be single and not committed to anyone.. i have my own freedom.. how about u..? are you happy with your new boy..? i really hope you happy.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, turtle.&lt;br /&gt;1) i have more time to play my hobby,  drum.. u know how excited i 1st time i hit the real drum n have a own drum stick..?&lt;br /&gt;2) i become a popcorn man with the knowledge n experience keep gaining from this business.. it is fun doing business..&lt;br /&gt;3) you teach me to be a better man.. i smoke, i drink.. that's just me.. happiness just come so easily if u just keep smiling like sohai.. even others ppl scold u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: freedom have no definition.. defined freedom has no freedom.. live ur life freedom-ly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;share some secret with u all.. from my past experience.. If i like a girl and i tackle.. won't success.. but after that.. depends*&lt;br /&gt;*apply to terms &amp;amp; condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. forget it.. just mumbler-ring at 5.40am....... insomnia accompany for more than 6 months.. aw... stop smoking but i just have shisha just now.. haha.. damn nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4440555666888330881105533777744466&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-6831150960516175015?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/6831150960516175015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6831150960516175015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6831150960516175015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-6802507804637066032</id><published>2009-10-31T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:24:45.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i never knew u will say something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple day b4 i talk with someone we both knew.. then i asked.. what turtle tell u how we break.. u know what..? im a rude person that scold cibai lan jiao.. basically.. i dun treat those word very seriously.. but.. that person.. scold me.. KAN NI NA BU.. word by word.. slow and steady.. i was shocked.. or maybe angry.. n i can know that person scold me as he mean it.. great.. score 1 for u, turtle.. i really never knew u say something so ugly to others.. still ask me to listen kelly clarkson already gone..? lol.. funny.. i love to see ppl angry.. it make me feel that they are so stupid.. grabbing fist.. cursing.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. turtle.. i say something hurt to u b4.. i regret it.. and i apologize.. if i nvr meet that person.. i never know what u tell others..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-6802507804637066032?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/6802507804637066032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-never-knew-u-will-say-something-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6802507804637066032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6802507804637066032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-never-knew-u-will-say-something-like.html' title=''/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-2905331606462243158</id><published>2009-10-12T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:27:39.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU, Wee Joll</title><content type='html'>let me explain those previous post that have no content.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i met a girl which her personal attitude, interest, hobby and others are quite match with me. and i quite crazy for her for a period of time. i think i eventually like her. and my blog wanted to talk about this pretty lady that make me go wuwuwuwu..~ ookokk.. dun think dirty.. i mean that girl make me happy just to look at her eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as time goes by, she made a right decision. A MAN CAN'T LOVE 2 GIRLS AT THE SAME TIME. as i thought i was ready for a new relation. but i just can't fit in another girl. as the old one still occupied my heart. sit down.. light up a cigarette.. hmm.. i dun really like this girl.. but this girl really special.. puff* that's y.. i stopped.. when i wanted to write about that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i called her, the old one. and we talk for around 1 hour. 1 hour is just like few min. time passed so fucking fast. at the end of the conversation. i asked her.. nono.. is forced her to say that.. "i dun love you anymore.." because.. her current bf treat her so good.. and have all the time to spend with her.. n me..? i have no time for her.. i have to study at kl.. i can't give her what she want.. so i choose to step aside. let that boy to take care her. is so hurt n sad to see your love one couple with others but not ME.. i choose to let go. i choose to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;my sorry will never ever cure or heal a single bit of ur scar that i left for u. but i still want to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sorry, Tang Wee Joll.&lt;br /&gt;for those pain i bring to you. for those tears u drop for me. for those promise i fucked up. for everything i done to you. And for the mistake i done that make me regret for my rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Wee Joll.&lt;br /&gt;as your last word i forced you to say bring tears and nose fluid to my bed sheet. (yee.. geli..) but those word is what i needed to end this. i can't take care of you. i can't bring happiness for you. n tq those advice u gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You, Rou..&lt;br /&gt;for no reason. true love..? i dunno.. no reason that make me so in love with you. and no people able to replace you. you are extincted turtle in the whole world. yeah... just love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : when im not lightning any cigarette, that mean i already put down our thing. but i still smoking..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-2905331606462243158?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/2905331606462243158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-wee-joll.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2905331606462243158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2905331606462243158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-wee-joll.html' title='THANK YOU, Wee Joll'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-659552265280826632</id><published>2009-09-22T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:03:30.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day...</title><content type='html'>well.. i've been live for 19 years in this pathetic world.. n this morning.. 1st time touch my mom bra.. and my father underwear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you:"omg.. jw really is a total pervert.."&lt;br /&gt;me:"hey hey.. wait me explain la.. o0o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut it short.. my mom ask me to hang those clean cloth after they went to work.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;ok lur................... jw going to do housework.. lol.. nothing big deal.. but.. during the process.. my dad's cloth drop on the floor.. sh.... he dunno.. muahahhaha.. okok.. cool down............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahhaha.. can't stop laughing everytime i remind of it.. lol.. okok.. enuf..&lt;br /&gt;-to be continue-&lt;br /&gt;-back-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after few min.. job done.. go up use com.. when i simply find 1 spot to support my leg.. i step get.... guess wat...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something hairy..! omfg.. i tot whose head at the bottom of my table.. n i step get her hair.. XD just before i go down see what is it.. i see this thing.. knn ccb.. wat a thing to brighten my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SrlzuibEOpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OqVAPATbZ-c/s1600-h/Picture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SrlzuibEOpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OqVAPATbZ-c/s320/Picture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384462072849644178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it is a dust cleaner.. actually..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-659552265280826632?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/659552265280826632/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>piak* and smash the wall hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y i like a girl will act like a kid &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-2922823831121357164?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/2922823831121357164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-1-to-run-to-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2922823831121357164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2922823831121357164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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cross over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i wanted to wind it back.. click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf!? woi.. what happen........ cannot wind back.. shit lo.. aiya.. forget it.. still can drive.. so all the way i driving.. the window is stuck half way.. and i keep on clicking all the way.. great.. stop at the traffic light.. i keep pull my window up like 2 sumo fighting in car.. i think the ah ma beside my car scare get.. poor ah ma.. sry ar.. i shorten your journey to heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is... raining.. lol.. so.. no choice.. i made my fren go open umbrella from inside... haha.. it look funny.. like a big mushroom grow on the driver seat.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when rain is not tat heavy..we change to my fren house 2nd round.. lol.. on the way... fuuuuussshhhh!!!!! heavy rain suddenly strike on a window wide open poor car which got 3 guy inside.. and i shout like a girl.. more on excitement ba.. -.-" 1st time drive car still have to kena rain.. very very heavy rain.. can't see the road.. lol.. when i go down.. my half body is wet.. like harvey.. the double face.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-5726947021374199434?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-4039578603189775946</id><published>2009-09-03T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:50:54.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much thing i wanted to write.. but i can't write it out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-4039578603189775946?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/4039578603189775946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much-thing-i-wanted-to-write-but-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>modern parent.. good or bad..?</title><content type='html'>i rmb last month, i had a conversation with my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:" hey son.. "&lt;br /&gt;me:" ya?"&lt;br /&gt;dad:" help me create 1 facebook acc.."&lt;br /&gt;me:" what..? lol.. r u serious..? haha.. why so sudden..?"&lt;br /&gt;dad:" uncle wong created n ask me to add him.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i help him created 1 fb account..&lt;br /&gt;well.. everything very ok.. until 1 day.. i post something on my facebook wall saying that.. i speed up to genting.. reach within 30min with full car of ppl..&lt;br /&gt;after i posted for few day.. my phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;ring ring.. ring ring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:" hello?"&lt;br /&gt;dad:" ~!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i was being lecture by him.. ok.. suan.. no more privacy on fb.. haha.. i upload a pic of me tat simply draw dark eye circle.. also kena comment.. haha.. the comment still there.. go check it out if u all wan to know wat he say.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more privacy.. no more emo at facebook dy.. haha.. so.. i change to msn.. my personal msg quite harsh.. i write wat ever i 1..&lt;br /&gt;-the end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait.. no yet.. so.. thing settle for few week.. 1 day.. he ask me again..&lt;br /&gt;dad:" boy.. daddy just bought 1 good webcam.. so i can check where r u.."&lt;br /&gt;me:" oh my gooooooood...?"&lt;br /&gt;dad:" come.. help daddy register msn.."&lt;br /&gt;me:" 000oooooooo kiiee....................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. im a very good and no-emo kid.. haha.. btw.. i quite proud of my dad.. proud of his learning attitude.. nvr stop learning..&lt;br /&gt;so.. modern parent.. good or bad..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-5976579496767141878?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/5976579496767141878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/08/modern-parent-good-or-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/5976579496767141878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/5976579496767141878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/08/modern-parent-good-or-bad.html' title='modern parent.. good or bad..?'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-6219686514419865143</id><published>2009-08-01T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T13:53:03.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harsh day baby.. :D</title><content type='html'>trying to be positive.. well.. some 1 say my smile can make ppl laugh.. thanks to nat.. bcz it look stupid.. hmm.. just keep smiling even i have bad day.. :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SnSoRVlTdiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fEPZhfxx0GA/s1600-h/042729.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SnSoRVlTdiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fEPZhfxx0GA/s320/042729.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365098071909955106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i guess it really look stupid with two halls.. and smiling.. btw.. not important.. most important.. i hope to bring smile to whoever visit my blog.. i should help mc donald to make advertisment..  lol.. if.. u r smiling or not.. pls leave some comment.. i wanted to know who visit my blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop being stupid.. back to serious.. way back then.. i was seriously fall sick.. and i tot is cool to fall sick.. since i so long nvr sick.. but.. once i sick.. i sick twice.. i still coughing with tons of flams? i dunno how to spell... so i take another stupid photo of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SnSpU7F-ijI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f3hlOb3emM4/s1600-h/113433.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SnSpU7F-ijI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f3hlOb3emM4/s320/113433.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365099233030343218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah.. i fucking sick.. i dunno who the hell curse me.. thx to you..&lt;br /&gt;forget about my nerdy hair style.. it gonna totally shiny bald 1 day..&lt;br /&gt;am i a good boy or just pretend? i dunno.. let u all judge me.. but i dun care.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. thx to tammie.. i bought the ribenna that u advertise.. it was.. sparkling cool and very sweet &gt;&lt;" but.. worth it la.. 250ml for rm2.50.. worth it for the sparkling gas glurp glurp glurp into ur stomach through ur troat.. n.. burp~*! hehe.. n i was drinking in public..&lt;br /&gt;when i give out my burp.. every1 looking at me.. n.. i give them this face :D..&lt;br /&gt;they might think im moron.. cause i am.. lol.. go youtube check out melaka moron.. u might find some video that i directed.. cool huh..&lt;br /&gt;alright.. is time to sleep.. good day everyone..&lt;br /&gt;i love you all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-6219686514419865143?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/6219686514419865143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/08/harsh-day-baby-d.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6219686514419865143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6219686514419865143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/08/harsh-day-baby-d.html' title='harsh day baby.. :D'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SnSoRVlTdiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fEPZhfxx0GA/s72-c/042729.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-8237878543881464326</id><published>2009-07-18T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T03:15:50.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 little indian girls..</title><content type='html'>2day.. i wanted to write a about............... lol.. basically.. is 2 old Indian womens..&lt;br /&gt;Friday 17 July 2009..&lt;br /&gt;after having lunch with my frens.. jack, bryce and cheerie..&lt;br /&gt;we went to buy some daily needs for ourself..&lt;br /&gt;we stop at 7-11.. so bryce n cherrie that 2 couple went to shopping inside the 7-11&lt;br /&gt;while i chilling around the gate there.. suddenly.. 1 ppl.. shove me away.. i was going to give her look at my eye.. see how furious i am.. my eye.. MY EYE @@.. when i turn around.. i saw a old Indian women walking straight to the counter after shoving me away..&lt;br /&gt;alright.. since u r a women.. n i respect u bcz u survive longer than me in this sucks world..&lt;br /&gt;she stop her foot right infront the counter.. n pointing to a poster with a picture of a printed 7-11 logo on the paper cup use for fill ur preffered carbonated drinks.. her looks was desperate.. n keep pointing to it.. the kind casher smiling and tell her.. this branches dun have.. despite her desperation n dissappointment.. she went to the next shop.. alright.. story end.. i dun give a damn what she want and wat she do.. so i wait that couple.. bryce n cheerie finish shop..&lt;br /&gt;took out a cigarrete.. lights on.. puff*&lt;br /&gt;few min later.. they came out from the shop and we on the way walk back to our apartment..&lt;br /&gt;there i saw the 2 indian women walking out from food court.. smiling.. holding thier pack drinks.. from thier expression.. very obvious that the drink doesn't satisfied what they need.. but one of them saying.. "~!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()" i dunno wat she say.. but i guessing she is persuading the others saying it is ok la.. when the moment i saw this... my cigarrete i let it burnt.. i nvr take another breathe.. sour feeling pouring on my heart.. they are happy with that little satisfaction.. but us.. we r not happy even we got the thing we wanted.. we keep wanted more and more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-8237878543881464326?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/8237878543881464326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-little-indian-girls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/8237878543881464326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/8237878543881464326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-little-indian-girls.html' title='2 little indian girls..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-2727735623905233310</id><published>2009-07-16T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:57:32.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JW LIFE TIME LESSON</title><content type='html'>1)learn to appreciate.. but dun show that you appreciate.. fuck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-2727735623905233310?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/2727735623905233310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/jw-life-time-lesson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2727735623905233310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2727735623905233310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/jw-life-time-lesson.html' title='JW LIFE TIME LESSON'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-1156926732631060338</id><published>2009-07-14T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:58:19.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pursuit of hapiness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is a quote that i like..&lt;br /&gt;'pursuit of happiness"&lt;br /&gt;maybe some of u might heard this word from somewhere else..&lt;br /&gt;yes.. it is a father-son movie.. go spend some hour watch this movie&lt;br /&gt;for sure give u a feeling how bliss u are..&lt;br /&gt;happiness won't come this easy..&lt;br /&gt;just like karma..&lt;br /&gt;why they say happiness must be pursuit..?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.. the smart ass created this word sure have his reason..&lt;br /&gt;which i agree but i dunno how to explain..&lt;br /&gt;you can explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently.. there is so much thing happy in my life..&lt;br /&gt;keep on changing my attitude to fix in the situation i having now..&lt;br /&gt;i wan to be a LOVER~&lt;br /&gt;it sound gay.. i know..&lt;br /&gt;i trying to love everything i hate..&lt;br /&gt;boredom.. stress.. frust.. angry.. poor.. sadness..&lt;br /&gt;what else.... hmm..&lt;br /&gt;tempo can't think.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;good night folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;signed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SlzGg7BIn6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/h97ZyGZJZfI/s1600-h/jw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SlzGg7BIn6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/h97ZyGZJZfI/s320/jw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358375925564612514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-1156926732631060338?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/1156926732631060338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/pursuit-of-hapiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1156926732631060338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1156926732631060338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/pursuit-of-hapiness.html' title='pursuit of hapiness..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SlzGg7BIn6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/h97ZyGZJZfI/s72-c/jw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-33972657702561153</id><published>2009-07-01T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:53:32.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>megan fox frenzzzzy.. disoder after transformer..</title><content type='html'>i bet all of u know who is megan fox ba.. the actress in the transfomer 1 and 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvHVYrly2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mdUZBWBtm-A/s1600-h/megan_2D00_fox1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvHVYrly2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mdUZBWBtm-A/s320/megan_2D00_fox1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353591752276429666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she was rated as the #1 sexiest women in this planet.. (i dunno how other planet judge her.. who care.. lol) i do agree she is sexy.. some say she is the replacement of Angelina Jolie.. hmm.. but.. she is unpleasant for that.. she is scare to meet with Angie too.. because she said that she not ready yet.. ..? from the interview by dunno who.. but.. i personally think that they look alike.. 10% ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvIqiUeP2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/j8DHzpBvAOo/s1600-h/angelina_jolie_wallpaper_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvIqiUeP2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/j8DHzpBvAOo/s320/angelina_jolie_wallpaper_1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353593215152701282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvIqTaX5qI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xXbkchgaJ08/s1600-h/megan_fox_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvIqTaX5qI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xXbkchgaJ08/s320/megan_fox_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353593211150919330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can u differentiate this 2 hot chick? i think is quite obvious ba.. but.. which 1 do u choose..?&lt;br /&gt;but.. recently.. when i fell in love with Megan.. my friend.. told me.. that.. Megan.. actually.. is.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;transsexual&lt;/span&gt;.. his/her/it real name is Mitchel dunno what fox.. no offense for those transsexual.. especially goes to my friend..&lt;br /&gt;my english teacher teach me if i can't identify or u doubt a human sex.. then call them it.. lol.. i'm so sad to hear that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my excitement from peak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvLTc0AUOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Itl4qbc1X98/s1600-h/DSC05417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvLTc0AUOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Itl4qbc1X98/s320/DSC05417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353596117072236770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drop to.. canyon.......... but who care.. still foxy.. i love you foxy~ haha.. too obsess.. this is abnormal..&lt;br /&gt;the hot dog end up in my stomach.. maybe come out dy ba.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;(ew.. dirty jw.. y he so pervert de.. stupid..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvLTvdETKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EEk4uMy_zPg/s1600-h/DSC05418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvLTvdETKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EEk4uMy_zPg/s320/DSC05418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353596122076302498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-33972657702561153?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/33972657702561153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/megan-fox-frenzzzzy-disoder-after.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/33972657702561153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/33972657702561153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/07/megan-fox-frenzzzzy-disoder-after.html' title='megan fox frenzzzzy.. disoder after transformer..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SkvHVYrly2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mdUZBWBtm-A/s72-c/megan_2D00_fox1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-6284058333999517443</id><published>2009-06-24T22:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:50:27.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story time~ (to be continue)</title><content type='html'>today.. i feel like share some happy story of mine.. i likes many girls.. i admit it &gt;&lt; haha.. this is human nature.. but.. love..? only a few..  serious..&lt;br /&gt;story start at..&lt;br /&gt;a girl that changed my perception and my life.. i tackled her since.. if not mistaken is end of form 3.. haha.. i knew her through a fren of mine.. she is my fren's cousin.. i accidently get her number that my friend left in my phone.. haha.. so i contacted her.. 1st few contact.. her image planted in my mind is a very cheerful.. outgoing.. sporty girl.. so.. i juz gave it a try.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;every time after school.. the spot that we waiting our transportation to go home is very near.. so one day.. i trying go and met her.. and... when i walking toward her.. the nearer i am.. my heart beat goes faster.. i try to calm down.. but i see her from a distance.. she also seem like uncomfortable.. turn here turn there..  when i getting closer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE RUN AWAY..!&lt;br /&gt;wow.. my 1st expression was.. instead breaking my heart.. i'm smiling.. bcz.. she was special.. so.. i still continue and tackled her.. well.. she totally diff in real life n in the phone.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;(to be continue.. cooking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SqTknFPsgLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_oo6wIM8YXQ/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SqTknFPsgLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_oo6wIM8YXQ/s320/DSC01305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378675215061254322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. we still continue contact through phone without meet each others.. only sometimes.. i ask some of my friends together go and chase her in 1 big group.. but.. she still manage to run away.. lol.. she good at run away.. or maybe i too soft hearted.. i ask my fren to stop chasing her.. let her go.. the feeling toward her getting stronger.. as day passes.. everytime go back home.. 1 hour phone call is a must.. and nvr miss a day.. unless we both got tuition.. then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things goes on until oct 26th 2006.. our 1st promise had made.. yes.. we both become couple on that very day.. and.. we nvr see each other clearly b4 that.. lol.. wierd right...? n we both have made a very risky gamble by accepting a guy/girl that nvr seen b4.. i hope she didn't regret..&lt;br /&gt;bcz my face is blooming with teenager problem.. lol.. u all should know.. even now still the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until 3rd nov.. her birthday.. we finally have a date.. we go watch "flush away".. that is the time we 1st time met each others.. she was planning put aeroplane on me de.. lol.. but she still come and meet with me.. we go in the cinema.. i pass her the birthday present with a very very stupid way.. she knew what am i talking about.. haha.. until now she still make fun of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo much story to share.. but i can't write it all.. so i will just stop here.. wish everyone out there is happy with/without thier soul mate.. single is not a bad choice.. i love single.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-6284058333999517443?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/6284058333999517443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6284058333999517443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/6284058333999517443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-time.html' title='story time~ (to be continue)'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SqTknFPsgLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_oo6wIM8YXQ/s72-c/DSC01305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-5452418393722859190</id><published>2009-06-13T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:03:39.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti EMO Society..</title><content type='html'>AEMOS&lt;br /&gt;created by me..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. forget it.. emo is not cool.. is kind of teenager expression.. when a person emo.. he/she tend to look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSd1KdcQJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8bJwljBFUGY/s1600-h/about_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSd1KdcQJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8bJwljBFUGY/s320/about_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347072194262089874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or maybe like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSd1CL3HqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/z6wvASAiwGQ/s1600-h/028_picsgfhdhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSd1CL3HqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/z6wvASAiwGQ/s320/028_picsgfhdhd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347072192040869538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol.. but the 2nd emo monkey is quite cool.. lol.. maybe i should held a monkey modeling show.. then i can invite most of my friends to be model.. including tammie &gt;&lt; (dun choke me).. alright.. here have some tips to avoid emo.. when u emo.. go listen groomy saturday.. (rumours say tat song make tons of life gone suicide) when u emo.. feel like crying.. juz cry.. but make sure u cry infront of mirror.. so u will see how ugly when u cry for others.. y make urself ugly because of others..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSgl6M35TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_J31MrDyMu0/s1600-h/monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSgl6M35TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_J31MrDyMu0/s320/monkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347075230734476594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dunno y today i feel like monkey frenzy.. but this monkey look alike with me.. pervert monkey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSfny05bxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C6TE_d2DHDc/s1600-h/funny-pictures-monkey-moe-ZAQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSfny05bxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C6TE_d2DHDc/s320/funny-pictures-monkey-moe-ZAQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347074163602976530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-5452418393722859190?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/5452418393722859190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/anti-emo-society.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/5452418393722859190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/5452418393722859190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/anti-emo-society.html' title='Anti EMO Society..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjSd1KdcQJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8bJwljBFUGY/s72-c/about_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-2037344109223136357</id><published>2009-06-13T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:38:52.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pieces.. no</title><content type='html'>regenaration.. who ever play dota should know.. according to little oxford disctonary..(fuck.. the word is this &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;forget it.. back to the defination.. invest with new and higer spiritual nature; improve moral condition of; breathe more vigorous life ino. spiritually reborn again; reformed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;remember the terminator dunno which episod.. when the canada mayor fight with the silver liquid maniac.. the maniac have the ability to regen.. (wth jw wan talk about..?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay okay.. chill.. wat i wan to say is.. human got the ability to regen too.. both physically and feeling.. i want to say tat.. i'm building myself from pieces now.. with everything that i experience now as a guideline.. Eg: movie.. fren's experience.. bla bla bla.. bla bla.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for turtle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i choose not to be hater.. and i choose to rmb those memory that will bring smile upon my face.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ur apearance is a bliss for me.. and the experience i learn from this relation will defitenaly change what ever i am previously.. i got no chance to say thank you for u.. but if u reading my blog.. Thank You Rou.. i'm sincerely thank you and sorry.. about those words that you told me last night.. blessing i will send.. and you will nvr out of my memory.. Our memory will rest on the deepest corner in my heart.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346963933825522082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 272px; height: 198px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjQ7Xk5-2aI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YsJM5K7l4WI/s320/7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I Loved You....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-2037344109223136357?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2037344109223136357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2037344109223136357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/pieces.html' title='pieces.. no'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SjQ7Xk5-2aI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YsJM5K7l4WI/s72-c/7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-688479629409065494</id><published>2009-06-12T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:30:37.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>浪人情歌</title><content type='html'>lol.. my bro hy&lt;br /&gt;show this video to me and say that it is very meaningful.. but.. i personally hate wu bai hair style.. lol.. maybe too many college boy having same hair style.. n what a man doing in a room with a lil cute ducky taking picture together.. it is so gay.. btw.. i'm enjoy the video.. because at least im laughing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-688479629409065494?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/688479629409065494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/688479629409065494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/688479629409065494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='浪人情歌'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-1484644221529980646</id><published>2009-05-23T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:06:51.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE you BORING...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;like my topic.. are u boring..? got nothing to do..?&lt;br /&gt;come.. let's play &lt;a href="http://noobjw.mybrute.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.. it is a very very simple game tat will make ur day brighter.. (a bit gua..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-1484644221529980646?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/1484644221529980646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-boring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1484644221529980646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1484644221529980646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-boring.html' title='ARE you BORING...?'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-1764660884222468275</id><published>2009-05-23T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:12:26.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pulau redang</title><content type='html'>3 day 2 nite trip to there.. n the travel is.. tired... miserable.. and suffering.. lol.. share some pic with u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/She8uCLE_rI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZlJXTXpeNq8/s1600-h/DSC05317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/She8uCLE_rI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZlJXTXpeNq8/s320/DSC05317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338943382314352306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see how tired is kian yip is.. ah yang still can laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/She93LxR8CI/AAAAAAAAACw/j3F130dInUk/s1600-h/DSC05341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/She93LxR8CI/AAAAAAAAACw/j3F130dInUk/s320/DSC05341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338944639020953634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;imagine how tired is it.... lol..&lt;br /&gt;now.. let see the water of the redang.. pretty clear right? nvr edit this pic b4.. use 2mp phone camera take de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQjkNJ5hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hKZX7iWDPwQ/s1600-h/DSC05322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQjkNJ5hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hKZX7iWDPwQ/s320/DSC05322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338965192703862290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQkHoEq-I/AAAAAAAAADI/g60C4pt-LJ0/s1600-h/DSC05323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQkHoEq-I/AAAAAAAAADI/g60C4pt-LJ0/s320/DSC05323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338965202212006882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the white sand.. the blue water.. and the wave.. fuyoh.. all my fav colour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQkfwDe4I/AAAAAAAAADY/yW2Mboy2xG0/s1600-h/DSC05326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQkfwDe4I/AAAAAAAAADY/yW2Mboy2xG0/s320/DSC05326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338965208687934338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;under hot sun.. enjoy the abc under the coconut shade.. arh~ (i think got sand inside the ABC -.-")&lt;br /&gt;others pic is i took from redang.. enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQjwhzPAI/AAAAAAAAADA/K5d6J5RJ6mo/s1600-h/DSC05320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQjwhzPAI/AAAAAAAAADA/K5d6J5RJ6mo/s320/DSC05320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338965196011682818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQkMhiO8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/a0L_94rCEYc/s1600-h/DSC05324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfQkMhiO8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/a0L_94rCEYc/s320/DSC05324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338965203526761410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVjYbW0XI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ro2vaJAmJik/s1600-h/DSC05350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVjYbW0XI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ro2vaJAmJik/s320/DSC05350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338970687100342642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb the movie? haha.. 夏日蒙喳喳..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVjErZPuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Na6B-M1Hvtg/s1600-h/DSC05336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVjErZPuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Na6B-M1Hvtg/s320/DSC05336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338970681798901474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah~ see the beautiful scene of the beautiful redang~ Eh..! SIU!! go away.. u blocking my view..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVi-hNdfI/AAAAAAAAADw/s_b2ASrCRrs/s1600-h/DSC05337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVi-hNdfI/AAAAAAAAADw/s_b2ASrCRrs/s320/DSC05337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338970680145573362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah~ the view is so relaxing..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVi0IutxI/AAAAAAAAADo/BzfRHNEvfHA/s1600-h/DSC05338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVi0IutxI/AAAAAAAAADo/BzfRHNEvfHA/s320/DSC05338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338970677358540562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to figure out wat am i talking.. jw:"blur blob blob bla bla blob"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVivOcdSI/AAAAAAAAADg/kysr1b_0eE4/s1600-h/DSC05332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/ShfVivOcdSI/AAAAAAAAADg/kysr1b_0eE4/s320/DSC05332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338970676040332578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another tips to redang is.. single ppl dun go.. it feel sucks when u see those couple walking together.. dance together.. lol.. burn those couple to hell.. muahahahahahah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-1764660884222468275?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/She8uCLE_rI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZlJXTXpeNq8/s72-c/DSC05317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-3088013945996482337</id><published>2009-05-17T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:15:34.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the way i release stress....</title><content type='html'>well.. it sound crazy.. but work on me.. alone at home or room.. then.... blasting my stereo loud loud.. then do crazy dance.. haha.. make myself sweat n tired.. jump here jump there.. i guess my neighbour don't like me.. after go have some cold shower.. ah~~ feel so much better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come come.. tell me wat's ur method to release stress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i know 1 nerd in my life.. u know how he release stress? he juz read book.. keep reading.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-3088013945996482337?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/3088013945996482337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/way-i-release-stress.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3088013945996482337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3088013945996482337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/way-i-release-stress.html' title='the way i release stress....'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-38841520990477769</id><published>2009-05-15T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:08:55.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>写给所有的女孩子（哈哈，不是我写的）</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当你决定和新男朋友在一起时，请把过去的感情深深藏在心灵的一个角落，不要时常拿出来炫耀，不要时常拿出来对比。你爱前任，是因为你已经适应了和他在一起的感觉，已经依赖他了，并不能说后来者不如他。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当一个男人能包容你的过去，心疼你曾经为感情付出的伤痛的时候，默默承受你对感情的敌视，鼓励你走出阴影的时候。请你心怀感激。只有深爱一个人，才能让对爱情自私的人有如此举动，没有人有义务为过去不相干人的行为埋单，没有人有义务为自己女人的前一段感情负责。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当你和男朋友有矛盾的时候，当他为了不让你生气，默默伤心，低头不语的时候，不要像个斗胜了的雄鸡一样穷追不舍，因为那一定是你做错了。如果是他做错了，他一定会第一时间过来道歉的。他这样做只是为了维系这份感情不受到伤害不去和你争吵而已。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当你一再让自己男朋友伤心的时候，不要以为男人有义务默默地，永 远承受这一切。人都是有记性的。就好像一个花瓶，打碎了就算粘起来，也依然有裂痕。 两个人 的感情好像一杯水，每一次伤痛都要从杯子里倒出一些水，每次甜美，幸福，又都能给杯子里补充一些水。当水空了，感情也就走到了尽头。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友为你付钱的时候，请你不要只沉迷在得到一件新东西的欣喜中。应该知道，男朋友是不仅让你高兴，也是让你爱他多一份。因为花出去的每一分钱都是他辛苦劳动换来的，都值得珍惜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友暂时不能陪在你身边的时候，你应该努力让自己过的开心幸 福一点，为在外边的男朋友祈祷，祈祷他能早日平安归来。你要知道，男朋友也希望能每 天25 个小时都能陪伴在你身边，看到你美丽的容颜。但是男人有更多的责任，要为了事业打拼要为了让你过上更好的生活而努力。你的男朋友并不完全都是你的，作为男 朋友的同时，他还是父母的儿子，还是公司的员工，还是同事的伙伴。当他出差时，默默帮他打理好行李，当他回家看望父母的时候，帮他买一点礼物，当他和同事 在一起的时候，分享他讲给你的快乐瞬间。当他不能陪伴在你身边的时候，请你坚信两个人的心是在一起的，不要因为心里暂时的空旷而去想别的男人，多想一想在 一起的时候得美好时光，多憧憬一下他回来的时候得欢聚。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当一个娇生惯养的男朋友，为了你刷锅刷碗，洗菜做饭的时候。希望你能体谅他的辛苦，他也是忙了工作忙家务的。能帮忙搭把手就搭把手。男人不希望别的，是希望看到自己爱的人能品尝到自己的努力成果，是喜欢两个人为着同一个目标努力的感觉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;请记得用同样的标准评价自己，还有男朋友，记得己所不欲，勿施于 人。如今这个社会是男女平等的社会。男朋友可以包容你的缺点，能够容忍你犯错误，是 因为他 爱你，而不是他根本无视你的错误，你的缺点。约会时记得准时，男朋友的时间也是宝贵的。男朋友迟到时，不要太过埋怨，因为他们心里比你还着急。迟到时，记 得心里要有那么一点点愧疚，虽然男朋友嘴上说“宝贝，不要着急，路上小心”的时候，他心里还是有那么一点点自私的希望你能快点到来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;努力提高自己，努力让自己优秀起来。也许男朋友不要求你会这个会 那个，但是他心中依然希望自己的女朋友能够超过所有人，当他看到你每一份进步的时 候，他一 定会比你还高兴。他不希望你是一个酒肉女朋友，虽然他心中希望用自己的努力让你不需要做任何事情，幸福的躺在洒满阳光的床上晒太阳。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友有什么做的不好的时候，请你一定不要太挑剔，更不要因为和前任对比而挑剔。因为你要相信，人无完人金无足赤。当你对他的某些行为看不惯时请直接或委婉的提出来，不要生气地争吵，因为争吵除了能让人失去理智，是不能让人改正缺点的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当看到男朋友的房间很乱，不整洁的时候，请耐心帮他整理好，或者提醒他整理好。男人不如女人细腻，不如女人爱干净是肯定。不拘小节并不代表他不会有美好的前途，并不代表没有出息。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友打游戏的时候，在他身边默默地关注着，或者因为不感兴趣 而走开。打游戏并不代表玩物丧志，其实到了工作阶段，又有了女朋友，很少有人会再因 为游戏 而玩物丧志。他也许只是找回大学阶段的感觉，也许只是在另外的世界找到成就感，也许只是希望和同事们有更多的共同语言。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友在雨中把伞撑到你头上，为你遮挡风雨的时候，记得把他搂紧，人都是肉长的，他只是认为你比他更重要，并不说明他喜欢淋雨。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友接到电话时，起身离开到外边说时，请你不要紧张，他只是尊重你，并没有什么东西要隐瞒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当男朋友为你干这干那得时候，不要以为这一切都是理所应当，请心怀感激地说声谢谢，虽然他嘴上说不用客气，但是心里是非常想听到的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当你因为生理的原因，脾气不好，发飙的时候，请你相信，你的男朋友心里是心疼的，是非常希望能够替你忍受这一切。当他心甘情愿充当你出气筒的时候，当他心甘情愿为你洗内衣的时候。请你在那几天过后，对他好一点，男人也是有脾气的，也是怕脏东西的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当他在外边和别人喝醉了的时候，请你不要对他发脾气，不要骂他，骂他他也听不到不是。他喝的那些酒里也许就有别人敬你的，他喝下那些酒的时候嘴上是挂着笑的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;当你们思想不一致的时候，请你相信，人的思想是会不一样的，不要觉得有看法不一样就是不合适，就是走不到一起。求同存异是必需的，他不会强求你接受他的观点，他也不希望你把自己的观点强加给别人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;看到这里，请你不要紧张，好的男朋友是根本没有要求达到上边所有的要求。只要你心里觉得正确就好了。好的男人在家里是没有棱角的，因为他已经小心的收起来了，不愿伤害到你而已&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah.. is long.. but meaningful.. treat ur bf well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i reading this.. n my playlist suddenly play those sad song.. haha.. damn it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-38841520990477769?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/38841520990477769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/38841520990477769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/38841520990477769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='写给所有的女孩子（哈哈，不是我写的）'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-3683486110236504577</id><published>2009-05-10T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:24:41.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy grandma day..</title><content type='html'>date: 6th Jan 1990&lt;br /&gt;location: hospital&lt;br /&gt;time: unknown&lt;br /&gt;医生从那个门走出来向我的家人说了一些话，过后。。我婆婆的双手。。piak*一声然后露出她难忘的笑容。。原来那个医生跟我的家人说。。你们得了一个男丁。。很明显她一直以来都很想要一个男孙哈哈。。(就是我啦) 当我爸爸在告诉我这些事情。。感觉好开心。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的婆婆算是有一点点胖胖的感觉。。卷卷的头发。。慈祥的笑容以及熟悉的味道。。&lt;br /&gt;我的婆婆最最最疼我这个孙子了。。哈哈。。每次我跟我姐姐打架时。。她一定出来顶我的。。可是当我发育时。。开始比姐姐还大了。。她也开始不敢惹我了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得婆婆每次看连续剧时我都会陪她一起看。。或者是在她旁边跳来跳去。。哈哈。。每次被她骂了又在骂。。有时还常站在高处调整冷气机的方向。。应为我的旧家很热。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次放学回到家都一定有饭菜等着吃。。有时吃到腻了还会complain。。哎哟。。现在想回去真的对不起她。。那时还不懂事。。只有星期日没的吃她煮的菜。。应为她会跟朋友一起gathering玩牌。。然后差不多6或7点钟才去带她一起去吃晚餐。。还有。。婆婆做的面粉糕真的没一个人比得上！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我对婆婆的印象最深刻就是小时候有时爸妈没那么早回来。。我会叫婆婆一起陪我睡。。然后抱着婆婆肥肥的手臂睡觉。。哈哈。。婆婆独特的一种味道让我睡得很甜。。很温暖。。还有很多我婆婆的回忆。。只可以说我以前不懂得如何珍惜我的婆婆。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她时常都会念我去吃饭啊。。冲凉啊。。这些那些。。有时还会顶回她。。希望她了解我处在叛逆时期吧。。当她病时。。当时的我严重沉迷在电脑游戏里面。。没去理她。。haiz。。想回去真的对不起她。。我也从中学习要珍惜所有你拥有的一切。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五年了。。已经五年。。回到家没有一个人在家等你一起吃饭。。没有热热的饭菜。。只有冷冷冰冰的墙壁。。可能我从这个时候开始独立吧。。有时还蛮想念我的婆婆。。到现在没真真的对她说我爱你。。哈哈。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgcY5VOEMyI/AAAAAAAAABg/urqzy95U5l4/s1600-h/grandma+n+i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgcY5VOEMyI/AAAAAAAAABg/urqzy95U5l4/s320/grandma+n+i.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334259656871392034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-3683486110236504577?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/3683486110236504577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-grandma-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3683486110236504577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3683486110236504577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-grandma-day.html' title='happy grandma day..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgcY5VOEMyI/AAAAAAAAABg/urqzy95U5l4/s72-c/grandma+n+i.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-1648848456122378318</id><published>2009-05-09T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:49:09.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>share something..</title><content type='html'>let's not talk about my sad thing.. my friend keep bugging me update my blog.. n keep talking those crap i scare i will accidentally attract gay mate &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i bet u all know who is Einstein.. n for u that trust reborn.. enjoy this.. hahaha..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgU0KH8_j6I/AAAAAAAAABA/BFtNs7zW7uE/s1600-h/duck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgU0KH8_j6I/AAAAAAAAABA/BFtNs7zW7uE/s320/duck1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333726682228428706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgU05wKF53I/AAAAAAAAABQ/V3FLqQVfrDk/s1600-h/duck5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgU05wKF53I/AAAAAAAAABQ/V3FLqQVfrDk/s320/duck5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333727500474640242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1648848456122378318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1648848456122378318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/05/share-something.html' title='share something..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SgU0KH8_j6I/AAAAAAAAABA/BFtNs7zW7uE/s72-c/duck1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-3380433147541975344</id><published>2009-04-27T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:53:48.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two and the half year..</title><content type='html'>together.. we've been through 2year n 6month exactly when both of us really take a breath.. quarrel &amp;amp;lovely and other thingy accompany us.. i nvr regret i spend my time with her..&lt;br /&gt;previous break we promise each other.. we r fren.. but i still treat her like my girl which i always do.. but..&lt;br /&gt;after that thing.. now we both really become fren.. n i promise her.. after june.. see how we've progress.. couple or 'peace break'.. we r cool between this period.. i know i still deeply love her.. but i really hope this relation put an end..  why..? i dunno.. both of us already tired ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la.. i stop here.. :(&lt;br /&gt;morning.. my friends.. haha.. woon yee n bryce still at steven corner.. and jack sleeping at cc..haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfYpUn-QfQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xfB-SUgDKsU/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfYpUn-QfQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xfB-SUgDKsU/s320/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329492643343793410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-3380433147541975344?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/3380433147541975344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-and-half-year.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3380433147541975344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3380433147541975344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-and-half-year.html' title='two and the half year..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfYpUn-QfQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xfB-SUgDKsU/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-3955720085334814941</id><published>2009-04-26T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T03:45:49.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream..</title><content type='html'>when i was young.. i got so many thing.. but.. everything.. i just do until half way..&lt;br /&gt;what i wan to become when i was small..&lt;br /&gt;fireman.&lt;br /&gt;police.&lt;br /&gt;lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;doctor...&lt;br /&gt;but.. all these just bull shit.. haha.. because primary teacher n parent always ask us choose bright future's job.. how about other job? no future? wondering since this i fill in the blank.. y those elder.. so er.. childish..? haha no la.. they just wan their love one not to suffer and success.. pamper them.. until they never notice.. just like what u all do to your love one.. some may notice.. some may not..&lt;br /&gt;when i grow older.. few skill i learn a bit&lt;br /&gt;cooking..&lt;br /&gt;mechanic..&lt;br /&gt;computer..&lt;br /&gt;music..&lt;br /&gt;but all just soooooo surface.. but.. one thing i till now still no yet give up is music.. inspire by my sis's ex.. although he is real fat ass.. but.. cool guy.. yeah Aaron.. talking about u.. some people learn music just to attract more attention from girl.. yeah.. i admit this too.. part of the reason.. haha.. but.. i learn for perform.. perform at big stage.. wahahah.. tat is my biggest dream.. i join 1 competition b4.. although.. only play 1 song.. but.. tat feel is so damn high.. haha.. finish tat song.. u will feel like play once more.. haha.. i can't hide my excitement after i finish play.. what i can do is smiling the whole day.. even got a bloody fool step on my shoes.. i still smiling at him.. haha.. no wonder the look he gave me so wierd even he stepped on my shoes..&lt;br /&gt;alright nite folks..&lt;br /&gt;ps: i love u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-4533403702232310689</id><published>2009-04-26T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T03:47:31.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspire by JULIAN GOH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfSgysxd8CI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mJbzaV5F1Qo/s1600-h/1_939115975l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329061051958685730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfSgysxd8CI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mJbzaV5F1Qo/s320/1_939115975l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ask him.. what to write.. he told me.. anything that come across my mind..&lt;br /&gt;u know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this come across my mind.. i think he imagine something.. he stand there for so damn long..&lt;br /&gt;opps.. sry julian.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-4533403702232310689?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/4533403702232310689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/inspire-by-julian-goh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/4533403702232310689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/4533403702232310689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/inspire-by-julian-goh.html' title='inspire by JULIAN GOH'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfSgysxd8CI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mJbzaV5F1Qo/s72-c/1_939115975l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-2163528317110452842</id><published>2009-04-26T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:24:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls..</title><content type='html'>my taste toward girl.. is always different from my friend.. my bro knew tat.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;every time go yam cha.. i am the one who say.. "whao! look at that sexy chick.."&lt;br /&gt;they give me this this look  -.-"    what so hot about tat girl..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. alright.. tell u all some of my dream girl's condition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)like to drink milk, cocktail but not beer..&lt;br /&gt;2)at least know how to enjoy country music &amp;amp; rock song..&lt;br /&gt;3)like to wear dress.. blouse as well.. or anything simple.. no seafood.. pls.. high cholesterol :P&lt;br /&gt;4)i like mature girl &gt;&lt; haha.. maybe since young.. people keep guessing my age far away from my real age..&lt;br /&gt;5)if can.. look like Taylor Swift it will be so cool.. she so damn hot.. :Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. come on.. be realistic.. i am not the prince in white horse.. why should i go find Cinderella..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-2163528317110452842?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/2163528317110452842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2163528317110452842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/2163528317110452842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls.html' title='girls..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-1207150234371170289</id><published>2009-04-26T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:23:55.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason i create this blog..</title><content type='html'>the reason i create this blog..&lt;br /&gt;is everytime ppl keep ask me y u break..  i dowan repeat..&lt;br /&gt;but i think that is no longer the reason anymore.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;already over.. let's not talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;people come n go.. people also make mistake..&lt;br /&gt;people will lie too..&lt;br /&gt;nvr blame u at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-1207150234371170289?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/1207150234371170289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-i-create-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1207150234371170289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/1207150234371170289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-i-create-this-blog.html' title='the reason i create this blog..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-7259492088219889316</id><published>2009-04-26T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:15:38.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>couple..? single..?</title><content type='html'>couple? single? i dun care anymore..&lt;br /&gt;now have to save more money n enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the more i look like happy.. the more i feel empty..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. maybe still need time to recover ba..&lt;br /&gt;i scold you.. bcz i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;too overestimate myself&lt;/span&gt;.. i wanted to take all the blame by myself alone.. so u can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;live more happy&lt;/span&gt;.. but day passes.. i start to fall down.. it is heavy.. carry everything by my own.. i stand up.. n the next thing i fall harder.. i'm tired.. i rather lying on the floor with whole body bruise now.. maybe i do the wrong thing.. but if i nvr scold u.. u will always keep those shit u do to me in ur heart.. this is wat i am thinking.. maybe i'm childish.. i dunno.. u can say is bullshit.. i dun mind.. but this is my intention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all already over..&lt;br /&gt;actually.. my blog nothing much to tell..&lt;br /&gt;who ever visit my blog actually.. no need waste time reading it.. unless u love me &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-7259492088219889316?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/7259492088219889316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/couple-single.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/7259492088219889316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/7259492088219889316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/couple-single.html' title='couple..? single..?'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951188502786255327.post-3309106646838161857</id><published>2009-04-26T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:22:14.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation..</title><content type='html'>Alright.. let's start  my blog..&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone out there.. if u know this blog existance.. u r the one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who pull me when i fall..&lt;br /&gt;who encourage me when i'm down..&lt;br /&gt;give me a hand when i need help..&lt;br /&gt;who lead me out of the darkness with spark(emo~)..&lt;br /&gt;who accompany when i'm lonely..&lt;br /&gt;who is the one i want..&lt;br /&gt;and all of u r special to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951188502786255327-3309106646838161857?l=sircaptainjw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/feeds/3309106646838161857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/appreciation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3309106646838161857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951188502786255327/posts/default/3309106646838161857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sircaptainjw.blogspot.com/2009/04/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation..'/><author><name>X + ?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707649555481578500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBoWKeXFCnA/SfQbph91IPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_oK-bC21vjA/S220/DSC04759.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
