<?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-1822835312181404786</id><updated>2011-11-19T21:12:17.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LifeZz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8845103849326377238</id><published>2011-04-10T03:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T03:34:17.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3</title><content type='html'>Life goes on, we both were in a true relationship about nine months ago. Sweet and happy moment we both had together. Funny and stupid moment we laughed together. Sad and sorrow moment we forgot it together. Almost everything in our relationship did it together, getting over rid of the obstacles in front of us. It was unforgettable thing that I ever experienced. I still remembered there was a day we went to beach for a day break. I drove my dad's car with you to the beach. After things were loaded , we both held each other hands as I drove. On the way , you kept capturing the pictures of the scene and me with your camera. Your just like my little girl yet my greatest lover right now. We both had our conversation along the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at you while I was driving as you took your nap. Your face was always the beautiful like my little angel, round and small. It was a golden moment when the sunset shone upon your face, I felt like to capture this moment with your camera to save it as a memory of us. She grinned suddenly, it made me wondered what she was having her dream. It was a curiousness to discover her dream or she woke up without letting me to know it? I continued my driving ; she held my left hand suddenly and whispered me 'I love you' beside my ear. If I was not driving, I would have kiss her already. I told her the same but she gave me a kiss on my cheek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived the beach at about 6 something where sun began to set. I pulled in on a road near the beach to enjoy this scene together with you. The golden ray shone upon everything near the beach. The sea was shimmered and glittered like a beautiful scene in an art. The sea breeze touched your face like I was kissing you. I looked at her eyes pleadingly which her eyes were glowing in brown color. I slid back your hair behind your ear and leaned my face closer to yours and kissed you. It was a soft and smooth kiss with you. The warm air from you swept through my lips and our saliva mixed together as our tongue met. I felt the warmth as I hugged you from behind and rested my head on your shoulder. We both enjoyed the clarity and tranquility in the scene. Loveliness surrounded like oxygen that we both needed it to survive.&lt;br /&gt;You took your camera and began to capture photos , the golden sunset, the tiny fine sand, little crab dug out from sand and kids were building the sandcastle happily. You were just as happy as the kids finished building their sandcastle. You looked at me and threw me an angelic smile as you heading towards the seashore , telling me that you need my lead. I walked towards with my bare foot ; you captured me with multi-shooting. I could see that you were very happy that you had me , neither do I. She gave me her hand and I held it and walked along the seashore with her. Your soles felt the cold sand yet our foot felt the warm. You lied your head on my forearm , wrapping me with your hands around me like I was your personal pillow. We stood and remained silence about five minutes. &lt;br /&gt;Then, we took off this place and drove to the beach resort which nearby this beach that you loved so much. I concentrated on my driving whereby I was kind of exhausted , she held my hand and said ‘Thank you’ to me. I replied nothing but a simple grin to her , telling her that ‘it was nothing as long as you love me’. We reached the resort and it was too delicate and luxury that we both left our luggage aside just to have a look at the resort. You captured photos with me in the lobby , neither kissing or hugging one. Sweetness and elation surged through both of us as we viewed back the photos you had captured. At that moment, I knew that our love was so strong that no one could even penetrate it. No lies between us except the hundred percent of trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8845103849326377238?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8845103849326377238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8845103849326377238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8845103849326377238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/3.html' title='3'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6599799608231172917</id><published>2011-03-19T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T05:29:12.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>I went to upstairs with her lead, I had no idea what my brain was thinking about, utterly blank and nervousness. She was kind of masculine girl that I had ever met, bringing a guy to her room? But fine, ignored it. The staircase was small and wooden, I did not look anywhere but her. Her back was attracted me as she moved, it was slim and sexy, showing some curves to me. As we reached to upstairs, she turned around and held my hand and looked at me, leading to her room straightly.Her angelic smile was the sweetest thing that I had ever seen.Her dark rimmed sugar caramelized eyes were much more finer when she smiled.Her lips was moving as my mind stayed in another dimension,it was tiny and curvy,making me want to kiss it roughly.As I entered her room,I sat on her bed and put my beg aside;she shut the door and turned around quickly to catch my gaze.She threw her sexy-minded expression to me.Some more, it was kind of horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked towards her computer;she switched on the P.C.supply and the computer was running in programs.It turned up something in front of the screen,I tried to fix her computer with my skills and with aids from my book.She was no longer beside me and I had no idea where she went.I carried on my repairing and tried not to think about her again.&lt;br /&gt; "Uhuh,hey,your computer configuration need to wait from an hour or more, then only you restart your computer again.Everything was fine and your data are safe.If anything else,call me..".She was in the bathroom where I could her the water splashing.Right,just breath,she is just a girl,I thought to myself.I sat in front of computer and played around with her little toys.It was kind of dilemma to me;should I leave with a piece of paper with my message or to wait her.I chose to wait her since the way back home was quite hot and far.I sat and waited about ten minutes and she was still having her bath.The unbearable loading for configuration was killing me as I tried to do nothing but to wait.&lt;br /&gt; Finally,she stepped out from her bathroom and she wrapped herself with her white towel.She was drenched and wet and indescribably sexy.The fragrance of her shampoo was filled in the air;she loosed her hair and dried it with another towel and looked at me with an expression.I could not read it and averted my eyes to another thing and played with her toy,hand shaking and I dropped it accidentally.It was extremely embarrassing to me liked I was first time looked at a girl came out from bathroom.She bent her knees and body and picked it up for me,blinking an eyes. I was stunned and unable to catch it steadily.She opened her closet and looked for her clothes;I saw some of her sexy lingerie,ordinary red panties,black linen with white color panties and pinkish color with purple linen.She spotted my gaze and grinned at me,hiding her lingerie with her cloth.Yet,I felt like I was standing in front of a great vast cave filled with uncertainty monster that would eat me.&lt;br /&gt; I checked the configuration and it was almost completed;she was behind of me yet I did not know because she touched me with her hand on my shoulder,massaging.It was relaxing and comfortable.I was totally in another paradise.Damn,this is relaxing,I thought to myself.Her hands were moving on my shoulder freely,my head lied on something soft that I did not even notice.Her hands were moving lower to my chest bone and pressed with great strength to wake me up;she was in front of me as she turned the chair around,she dressed...with a flesh-colored dress-liked-pajamas and her lingerie was common black in color.I was trying to say something but  she put a finger on my lips and sat on my thighs and wrapped my head with her hands.Her eyes locked on me as I tried to fight back.But,all I knew was I had no more strength to make a last stand because everything single cell in my body was unable to function.I was dominated and killed by her.&lt;br /&gt; Her face leaned towards me and touched my nose,our lips were an inch left.Her sweet breath touched my lip at first , her eyes turned over and looked into mine pleadingly and we both kissed.It was soft and warm,a simple kiss.Yet,it had not finished,I felt something much more warmer and wet;she attacked my lip with her tongue,I rose mine and touched hers.She was gentle and I was chivalrous;our lips were touched tenderly.I wrapped her with my hands around her waist to let her sat on my thighs more stable.My sensitive part touched hers and it was uncontrollable erected somehow.A mixed saliva between us as she opened her eyes and left my lip;stood up and took my hand to her bed.&lt;br /&gt; I felt uneasy with my pants;she pushed me hardly to lie me down on her bed and  gave me  a real attack like a tiger crawling on my body and kissed me roughly.My parts of body was given to her,I could not even react.This kiss was rougher than just now,she rose her tongue to taste my tongue and I just did the same. She stripped my clothes and kissed my neck to chest. Warm air brushed my chest to lower abdomen as she moved downwards more. She stopped and peered at me and threw a grin at me. What happened? I thought to myself curiously. Her body rode on my sensitive organ and moved up and down , waiting me to react. Adrenaline rushed through me ; I grabbed her hand surprisingly and played with her.&lt;br /&gt;  Sliding my hand beneath her pajamas , moving her body from breast to her thighs. Shyness filled inside of me because it was my first time did this to a girl. Admittedly , her breast was warm and big and bottom part of her was kind of wet. I could see something through her eyes ; I unhooked her bra and played with her tits. Her body grew a little tense yet demanding for more and more from me. My lips left hers and went to bottom of her body. I peeked through her panties and licked it. She moaned because she said it was kind of itchy. I took off her dark color panties off and rose my tongue in it. She moaned a little as I licked deeper. Her voice was driving me too horny and made me like a monster. I took my pants off and put my erected organ in hers. Kept pushing and withdrawing. I felt her body relax and gradually grew tense again. She was not moaning but yelling ; either to make me stop or demand for a hardcore one. So, I tried different kind of styles to make her felt more adventurous and exciting. Sweats whirled through both of us and made her looked much sexier and beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6599799608231172917?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6599799608231172917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6599799608231172917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6599799608231172917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-148768109564630968</id><published>2011-02-16T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T19:11:14.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>She posted me something on my wall through Facebook;she finally had an Facebook account.I never thought of that before because the conversation that we had last time was about Internet.She asked me about something IT because I was quite familiar with operating systems and network connections.Her computer was unable to connect to Internet through her modem.She was almost busy with her pounds of homework which given by her insane teachers for the holidays' homework ;all of the homework must be done with presentation through computer and searched information on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt; 'Thanks for fixing my computer, you're so great! I own you a meal.Call me whenever you want.' And, that was what she posted just a few seconds ago before I refreshed my page.I felt a wave of elation and sweetness swept through me.However,our first conversation was quite serious which largely contained about works.Even though it was serious tone when we were discussing about homework and computer stuff, it also gave me a surge of happiness and excitement.From her tone, I was surprised that she knew a lot of things that I expected except computer.&lt;br /&gt; People kept discussing that she had a pair of emerald green eyes,like tortoise but all I saw was just a pair of indescribable color of enticing eyes.It was evening on the way to school hall that we both having our first conversation.It seemed like the sunset could even be like an ethereal to everything around me.It was attractive,keeping to stare inside of her eyes,like I was a germinating seed that could not live without the sunlight just like her.I stared at her eyes until she snapped at me and threw me an angelic smile under the sunset.Her smile was the most deadly thing to my heart.I could feel like every parts of my body were hardly to obey the function that my nerve cell sent.But I did not give a damn,continue our conversation even though the embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Yeah.I know that the function must be differentiated and integral again.But,it would be the same with teacher's answer',she was puzzled but some Mathematics questions and gaining aid from me.&lt;br /&gt; 'It won't be if you didn't make any mistake.Let me help you correcting',she leaned over her book to me and gave me her pink color mechanical pencil too.As I pointing her solution,she kept looking at my direction.Was she looking at me or her solution?, I thought to myself and corrected her solution.&lt;br /&gt; 'Got'cha.The 'v' must be differentiated first then only 'u'.So,I guess you got a careless mistake.Just try to be careful next time when doing these fractional question.',She blinked and grinned at me.Seemed like she was saying some sort of thank you but she did not say it.We remained silence for a short period of time.Suddenly,she came out with a topic.&lt;br /&gt; 'I think I'll be very glad if you come my house and fix my connection failure problem? This Friday? After schooling?',grabbing my bottle as hard as possible and my mind could think about any answer to reply her question.Was that the first step to know her by fixing her computer?, again, I thought to myself.I just blurted out words and complied her request with a nod.She nodded too and a little blush.At least,it could be our first time though.I sent her till the teacher's office and bid a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt; I walked back to my home pace by pace with feeling of happiness.I felt like I was not hungry and exhausted at all even though I had six hours of schooling with an empty stomach.It was happening to me ; I faced my mirror in my room and slapped myself for assurance that I was in the present.Even my sister looked at me like I was a madman dancing in my room for what's sake that could make me so happy.I just told her that little girl would not know much things in the awesome and lovely world.&lt;br /&gt; This Friday had came and I had been so excited about this day.I tried to be ordinary and smart whenever she passed by my class.It seemed like old-school-typed of love;Your apple of an eye passed by your class and met your eyes in a fraction of moment and both of you felt with a kind of excitement like holding each other hand in a large green soft hill,having slices of apple pie and talking about love.But,it went like that to me,and her too? After school,I packed my books quickly and got myself clean up like a wise guy,waiting her in front of her class.She bid goodbye with her friend and walked towards my direction.My heartbeat was increasing like I was running for a Marathon,almost jumped out from my chest.&lt;br /&gt; 'So,I guess it is just we two, huh?'&lt;br /&gt; 'Yeah? It is just we two.Doesn't it sound good?'&lt;br /&gt; 'Yeah.Just you and me,in my house , my room.'&lt;br /&gt; 'Yeah.Your room.',feeling a butterfly in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt; 'You know,actually,I..like to have more spaces to know one guy lonely with him',she did not look at me as she spoke that sentence.Kind of embarrassing when one girl talked about sensation stuffs as a topic with a guy.&lt;br /&gt; 'Yea...h? So...,how was you going to know about this-s-s....guy?'I stammered out my words.She laughed at my tone.&lt;br /&gt; 'Perhaps,conversation? It's the solution to solve.'I nodded as she spoke about this.&lt;br /&gt; Not longer,we reached,her home.It was double-storey house painted with greenish yellowish paint.It was quite relaxing and peaceful to glance at once.I stepped in her house.The floor was made of concrite which was quite cold.There were no body at home during this time as she told me.Parents went to work and siblings went to school, so just me and her.She gave out her hand and welcomed me to go upstair. It was my pleasure or known as chance to hold her hand? I held it.It was warm and tiny.I could even feel that our heartbeat filled the entire room, it was like,'Lub' 'Dub', 'Lub','Dub'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-148768109564630968?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/148768109564630968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/148768109564630968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/148768109564630968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8566784416895113492</id><published>2010-10-15T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T03:49:13.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No tittle....</title><content type='html'>I still remembered a quite interested conversation with friends last few months.We were having class and it was break time.Suddenly,my mind came across a question - If you were able to have a super power,what kind of super power you would want to have.I asked my friends.They just answered with a few super power like super strength,wind walker,incredibly speeding and etc.I asked others friends,the same question too.They answered - mind reading,flying,intelligence and emotional control skill.I was curious about myself what would I asking about this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the class,I got myself back to my house and did my assignments.When I finished my works,I stared outside of my window and took a look.Pondering about something.Something which was about my life.I wondered what I had done to before until now.I opened my drawer and read back my diaries and albums.In the album,it got my piCtures with my family and friends when I was small.The next page was the latest pictures with my family to a Sweden.I could recall the memories in my brain that moment.Snow flakes fell down on my palm from the clear blue sky,ground was covered with a thick layer of snow.My vision could be only white color- it was winter that time.Whole family included me were very enjoyed the harmony.Eating 3pts beef and glasses of red wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back some more,was the pictures with my friends.Three of us had done something that we would never do in teenage stage of my life.We bought chemical items back to my house and ready to do something smoky.We all went through all the processes and used about an hour to make that thing.We prepared,cooked,wrapped,waited,and ready to ignite.We all recorded the whole scenario of the processes and some crap and funny moments.Those memories with friends could hardly be removed from my minds and still bewitched in the rejoice.We got all the dirt on our hands and legs.Even worse,we got our chemical exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a picture that made me sad.I got my heart swell and I never got that repaired well.Emotional recovery from the illness of love could be the hardest thing to do.I captured a picture of you when you were having the same class with me.You would never know I got your picture.How could I be so much pathetic to get your picture in this way? But it was just the way to prevent my secret being discovered- I fell in love with you.The picture captured was when you were paying attention to the class.I never met you ,I never said a 'Hi' to you ,I never knoW you but just it was your name.I had been a little courage to talk to you but I never did it because there was somebody around you.I walked backwards and you were gone.I still stood on the circle that I never ever broke it.Probably I did not have that enough of courage to face you.Your beautiful was uncontrollable appeared in my mind and it would not able to be erased from my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until a day,one of my friend told me that you were leaving.I thought it was joke.A pathetic joke that I ever heard.I bet you were not had any impression about me,neither you wanted to know me or not.But I just did not care.Though,you never had embedded any memories in my head but your smile ,your moves and your voice.I could hardly forget.I never got a tear in my eyes because I must learn how to be strong even though it was really a wasted chance.If I was the one of could have a super power,I wished I could time travel back to the moment that first time I saw you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8566784416895113492?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8566784416895113492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-tittle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8566784416895113492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8566784416895113492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-tittle.html' title='No tittle....'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6968223744264141339</id><published>2010-10-13T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T07:22:23.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed.</title><content type='html'>When a person is leaving from us to another country or from us, bundles of emotion will be burst out from the deepest of your heart.Most of the people will be sad to know this rueful news,of course, some of them will be frustrated because he or she do not appreciate what they have spend the time with that person.If a stranger had left the country to another,surely, you would be apathetic.However,if a girl that you did not know, she did the same thing as the example shown-I felt a sudden of sadness and a little of penance.I did know her name.I used to notice her when the tuition class took a brief break.Pathetically, I did not meet her officially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is a challenging year,I have met a lot of things,peoples,foods,places,knowledge and challenges.The only one thing that I never ever met is the girl that I keep noticing.Mid-year of 2010,you brought me alive from the tenderness and emptiness of my heart.She was not any special.She was not that types of girl that I would say the girl was freaking hot- big boobies and nice ass.But,she did turn me on somehow.She was normal to the others but for me,she kind of...good-girl-types.At that moment, I did not think so far because she really looked like an ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Tuesday,Thrusday,Friday and Saturday,I would be a little mad for going to tuition center-for learning and...'seeking'.Learning the new knowledge from tutors and 'seeking' for those hot chicks there.Friends and I found a lot of hot chicks with short pants,tight clothes and nice ass and boobies,of course.But,when I had a second,my head would turn to my backside and took a glance at her unconsciously,somehow.Still,I couldn't find any special about her even though I got a little interested in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Thrusday was my favorite that time-three hours of classes with her.Our distance in class was far but...she seemed to sat at the position where I could really see her clearly without any people blocking me.Maybe I was thinking of too much,though,I did not care.The happiest moment was the take-break-time,standing up and took a glance at the class and she would be leaving the class as I did.Walking by her table,I would stare at her notes,ensuring that she really got paying attention to class.When walking out from the class,she would gather with her friends against the wall,taking my side-glance at her;an uncontrollable feeling surged into my mind-self-highness.[Don't laugh,this is the normal reaction if a guy got a little interested in a girl]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the break was finished,delaying the time to be last one entered the class and taking this precious-few-seconds to make sure she was in the class and glancing at her.I could not look at her because people would be noticing what-the-heck-are-you-looking-at? expression towards me.Be cool and steady,heading to my table.Class was quite boring after I finished those exercises.So,I got nothing to do except took another glance at her.She was concentrating at her works.The way she looked was..marvelous.She wore a-quite-round-shaped spectacles with pink color of T-shirt and a grey in color of jacket usually because her position in the class was directly to the cold air out from the air-condition.She tied her hair into a ponytail tidily which made me felt she was pretty and elegant.When doing exercises,she would draw her tiny lips inwards and her head would bend slightly in a certain degree.That moment which would drive me insane and liked a phone in low of electricity,recharging to a maximum of percentage of battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Biology class,this class would really make me nervous because we both really sat so damn close if she was still here.She would be different hair styles and looks in the class.Somehow,she would tied her up into a cute,little round shaped,somehow,she would loose her hair down lied on her shoulder.I did not have the courage to turn my head back.Close distance but far gap.Even though how close distance in physical but she would never know who the hell was I on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,I noticed that she had absent two weeks of class.I got a new from friend that she had moved to another country.How sad,that I did not really meet her officially.DAMN! Friendship could be something special like a twinkling star at sky.Glittering in a dark night;giving a new hope.At least say a "HELLO?" could also be a problem.There could be also an impossible to let you to read this too?&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Hope you'll be alright at a new place,meeting new people.T.C.&lt;br /&gt;Night , fellows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6968223744264141339?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6968223744264141339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/missed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6968223744264141339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6968223744264141339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/missed.html' title='Missed.'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5300166384783320463</id><published>2010-09-22T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T08:21:17.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could we?</title><content type='html'>"Dude,how's the feelings of...falling in love with someone??", I heard two guys sitting beside me,having conversation in the library as I was reading "Natural Born Charmer" which written by Susan Elizabeth Philips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Falling in love with someone?? Er...you're question is though to answer even though it is without any explanation or calculation but the feelings are joyful,happiness and love?", the guy answered with a grimace on his face and continue his research on Chemistry.A few questions lurked inside my heart for some time. How did LOVE feel and mean? Quite simple but silly, somehow....&lt;br /&gt; Suddenly,the girl..with dark,silk and long hair,sharp bladed nose,cute and little red lips and with a small and round head.She wore a pair of pink spectacles that always made me feeling that she was a shy and intrinsic kind of girl.She often came to library during the recess with a few of books - Additional Mathematics,Chemistry and Physics.&lt;br /&gt; She sat the table which next to me,making me felt like even though it was just a distance-of-a-table.However,the 'distance' between me and her in my heart was very far liked you were in the-lost-of-Gurun-Thar.The way she walked into the library,passing through me. The scene that she left; a refreshment.It was like getting a drink of clean and cold water when you were desperately thirsty.An engaging and renewal of scene.A scene that had made me nervous that she was sitting the next of my table which I sat in the same library.&lt;br /&gt; When she passed through me, I would be extremely serious to read my book.She was heading to the table,my uncontrollable mind would send an impulse to my eyes ;staring at her back just the way she were could let me happy for a day?Breathing the same air in the same library ; reading the knowledge that borrowed from the same library.&lt;br /&gt; She put those books gently and pulled the chair silently and sat gingerly.I read my book without knew where was I reading.Adverting my eyes towards her direction.Could not let her knowing that I was peeking her.Thinking that I was a pervert that observing a girl in this way in my mind.She looked marvelous filled with a little of cuteness when she was solving her questions.Her head would slight at certain angle,showing the right part of her face.Hairs pulled back to her ears.In that moment,I felt the rested and she glittered my dark,cold and deep hear.My eyes could not leave an inch away from her.I was totally bewitching in this! &lt;br /&gt; Suddenly,she looked back and I lost control.Could only feel the strength-less to hold my book.I dropped my book.I tried to glance back at her and she grinned towards my reaction-stupidity and silliness.I felt my blood was rushing to my head as we both exchanged a-second-of-glance.Could that be? &lt;br /&gt; Bell rang and every student was ought to reach the class before teacher did.She was picking up her stationary and books.When I pulled back my chair and stood up,something was behind me and I knew I had knocked it.It was her.All of her exercise books and reference books were fell down.&lt;br /&gt; "Are you okay? You got any hurt?",I asked politely and held her arm tenderly.&lt;br /&gt; "Yup,I guess I'm okay." &lt;br /&gt; We both looked at each other.Her eyes were dark brownish staring at my directly into my eyes.My heart pounded heavily that could burst out from my chest suddenly.Her stare sent a electric chill down to my spine.Another second,I let go her arm and kneed down to pick her books in an-orderly-arranged position quickly.Her face was shyly blushed appeared as I handed books to her.We both walked out from the library with some interesting conversation until we stepped in each class.Could we possibly I be the one of her,vice versa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5300166384783320463?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5300166384783320463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/could-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5300166384783320463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5300166384783320463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/could-we.html' title='Could we?'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-210737517086242233</id><published>2010-09-01T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T07:04:11.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Published</title><content type='html'>Sky blushed with purplish pink as the sun went down the horizon. Swarms of bird were flying in the sky. Office workers were released from the stress and mountain of works and rushing to their home. Vehicles  were anywhere in the center of the town. Street lights and dwellers were switching on light. The whole city lighted up and gave the city a new scene. You and I were on the small hill which was nearby this city. You stood up and took a glance on this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movement of you was so much elegant. Your hair and eyes glowed in the sunset as you were observing this scene. You were just too beautiful and too ethereal to be the part of this landscape. You were just like an angel fallen on this green and fresh lane. And, I was the luckiest to beside of you. Looking at you, happiness and excitement occurred on your face. I could see your smile with the background of the city. Your smile was dazzling and endearing. Your smile and grin were the sweetest cure for me to get rid from the sorrow and despair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sat back beside me on the grass and I stared at you. I stared at your eyes. A pair of almond-shaped tawny eyes. Your eyes were the most attractive part to me because I could see the joyful and elation in your eyes. I still remembered the first time you cried, tears and cried were flooded on your face. It was kind of ironic and romantic at the moment. As I looked pleadingly into your eyes, the whole world rested at the moment. I was reveled in the your world. People stated that , girl’s eyes were their loving world and it would be completed if she found her beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smelled your scent of hair as you lied on my chest and looked at the sky. In this obscuring night, our world had begun and it would be endless. Obscuring love within us were the happiest and saddest matter in this world. Elation and laughter  because of our moment spent together and did something like couple ; tears and cried because of our childishness of arguing about some small matter. I summoned up my courage and looked into your eyes.It took my time to open my mouth.“Babe, I love you and I cant live without you, can we be together?”. Eagerness of the answer, “Yes , I do “. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both in the high time and kissed each other. Her lips were tiny and cold. With the warmth and love I gave to her through my lips. The kisses , sending me a chill to my whole body. I thought of she would be happy and lovely. Love filled within us in this glorious night. Her face was blushed and looked cute when we caressed and I could see the joyful in her eyes. A transcend descriptive to suit all of you. She was the one who I found a long time ago. I love you so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-210737517086242233?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/210737517086242233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/published.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/210737517086242233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/210737517086242233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/published.html' title='Published'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1945974629166844145</id><published>2010-08-23T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:55:56.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love your hair smell even though it was just scent of shampoo but it led me to your heart.&lt;br /&gt; I love your eyes even though it was small but it could see through the lies.&lt;br /&gt;I love your nose even though it wasn't sharp but the air you gave out brought my alive.&lt;br /&gt; I love your mouth even though it was simple lips but it reminded me of what I was missing.&lt;br /&gt;I love your ears even though it was normal but it could hear my thought.&lt;br /&gt; I love your cheek even though it was pretty fat but it was the warmest place for me to lay my lips on it.&lt;br /&gt;I love your hands even though it was little but it was the way I could hold your hands to another paradise.&lt;br /&gt; But what was I loving her?&lt;br /&gt;I love you even though you're not utterly perfect but that was the way I loved you. Love blinded me. Love led me to you. And that was my answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1945974629166844145?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1945974629166844145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-your-hair-smell-even-though-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1945974629166844145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1945974629166844145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-your-hair-smell-even-though-it.html' title=''/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-842115300663004437</id><published>2010-08-04T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T05:33:43.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2/2  or 1/2 or 0 ?</title><content type='html'>August came, July gone ~&lt;br /&gt;School life is going to end very very soon , about a year left..&lt;br /&gt;Recently, mind confused and disorientated..&lt;br /&gt;The life of a teenager must be included certain part , academy , sport, family , friends, and ....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm thinking too much of these..&lt;br /&gt;Imbalance and unhealthy lifestyle..&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I can see you..I feel..so happy or..stress-less...&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is endearing whenever you're smiling..especially your grin..I can't even deny it but you're not mine , not even meet you officially , though...&lt;br /&gt;Why would a guy will fall in love  with a girl who he thinks she is.....PERFECT in his mind...?&lt;br /&gt;ASS HOLE == don't be the pathetic one please...&lt;br /&gt;At least, she can ignite my fire in my heart..maybe it is too...over...but...a girl that you think she is perfect to you..[even though no one is perfect] , those sentences will be blurted out..in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS THE ONE !!! Maybe I'm just bluffing..she don''t even know who am I...making a false hope...just erase it...make it blank...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-842115300663004437?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/842115300663004437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/22-or-12-or-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/842115300663004437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/842115300663004437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/22-or-12-or-0.html' title='2/2  or 1/2 or 0 ?'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7912264712178529895</id><published>2010-06-22T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T02:36:25.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable life stacks with a impossible stuff</title><content type='html'>Miserable Miserable !&lt;br /&gt;Miserable life [zzzz]&lt;br /&gt;Exam was gone and time to get results and this is the horrible part of exam ==..&lt;br /&gt;Get a good results but..SO WHAT??&lt;br /&gt;Somehow get those marks are...freaking shit out of sense ==..&lt;br /&gt;But just let it go..lazy to argue with that kind bullshit talks and discussions..&lt;br /&gt;Think of that..makes me want to smash all my things..&lt;br /&gt;Mom always say, " Why you always get 7X ?? Try to get more la!!"&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO SAY?? JUST ??? "....."&lt;br /&gt;This is screwing me up..&lt;br /&gt;PRESSURES...I satisfy of what I have get with..&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the uncountable pounds of pressure pressing on my shoulders and my mind just freak out..&lt;br /&gt;7X? == JUST SCREW ME LA !!&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get peace..&lt;br /&gt;Last week Sunday, you looked so...beautiful and indifferent from the others day..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just a delusional for the others but to me..you totally looked..AWESOME !&lt;br /&gt;We just like...friends but..got nothing to say or to chat about..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I wait you to online at MSN but..you rarely to online..&lt;br /&gt;90minutes same class with you and sit back of you..&lt;br /&gt;Observing and reading every movement of you , even though it seems like I'm a pervert..but..it's what a guy react if you found a girl you're interesting..&lt;br /&gt;Different form ; feeling a far cross of distance..==&lt;br /&gt;Feeling myself just like a ...little naive kid talking with a protective sister...&lt;br /&gt;She is totally perfect [ maybe I haven't discover her con's] but I know not everything is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;People say I fell in love with her but I didn't answer..&lt;br /&gt;It is just making a friend with a female...&lt;br /&gt;It is just impossible to deal with a Form5 girl....&lt;br /&gt;Impossible...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7912264712178529895?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7912264712178529895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/miserable-life-stacks-with-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7912264712178529895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7912264712178529895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/miserable-life-stacks-with-impossible.html' title='Miserable life stacks with a impossible stuff'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7446533216577900449</id><published>2010-06-12T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:42:05.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, No boundaries ??</title><content type='html'>Your hair is black but fill with a bit brown color at every degree when I see you. Your posture is elegant but fill with a little of open. You wear contact lens but somehow you wear spectacles. You look so gorgeous and nice and simple when the day you wear lens. It doesn't mean that you look not nice when you wear spectacles. Instead, it looks mature and pretty well too. Do not ever judge a book by appearance ?? Guess so. Maybe, just not enough of communication ?? Even chit-chat, got nothing to chat about. Different level talks different things. Just friend. A.......not very close friend. A not very close female friend. I'm just giving myself a tidal waves - it is impossible. It will leave after 3~4 months. So, need not to worry so much. And, telling yourself it could not be. We have a boundary/demarcation between each. Bluffing ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7446533216577900449?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7446533216577900449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-no-boundaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7446533216577900449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7446533216577900449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-no-boundaries.html' title='Love, No boundaries ??'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7261705233041552483</id><published>2010-06-05T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:24:50.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The All-American Rejects - I Wanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I was so blind&lt;br /&gt;I can finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;It's me for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you can't imagine that I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's never gonna be the truth&lt;br /&gt;so far for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw me away&lt;br /&gt;there's no way out&lt;br /&gt;I gotta hold you somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;you wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, but all I have is time&lt;br /&gt;Our love's a perfect rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;you wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;every way and when they set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just put your hands on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take everything that I know you'll break&lt;br /&gt;and I give my life away so far to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;don't throw me away&lt;br /&gt;There's no way out&lt;br /&gt;I gotta hold you somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;You wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, but all I have is time&lt;br /&gt;Our love's a perfect rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;You wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;Every way and when they set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just put your hands on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I see it's just another day without you&lt;br /&gt;That I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;I give it away, away all for you too&lt;br /&gt;Hear me say, don't throw me away&lt;br /&gt;There's no way out&lt;br /&gt;I gotta hold you somehow&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;You wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, but all I have is time&lt;br /&gt;Our love's a perfect rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;You wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;Every way and when they set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just put your hands on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;You wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;But all I have is time&lt;br /&gt;Our love's a perfect rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;You wanna touch me too&lt;br /&gt;Every way and when they set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just put your hands on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How romantic this song is.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to touch you for a brief moments.&lt;br /&gt;Your pretty small hand , your pretty oval face.&lt;br /&gt;Half of a minutes that I also rather.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to touch you.&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic is a person think like this.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sick of something or are you abnormal ??"&lt;br /&gt;This statement can't prove what I'm.&lt;br /&gt;You're just so beautiful and elegant.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is impossible to get together and I'm thinking too much of this.&lt;br /&gt;Probability to get to you is 0 or even worse , negative.&lt;br /&gt;Can spend half of a minute to look at you seriously and pleadingly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm enough satisfied. I'm just like a jerk...&lt;br /&gt;So damn shit..==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7261705233041552483?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7261705233041552483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-american-rejects-i-wanna-i-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7261705233041552483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7261705233041552483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-american-rejects-i-wanna-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-578705276712405710</id><published>2010-05-22T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T07:24:41.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can still remember the whole thing, If I can turn back time...</title><content type='html'>I can still remember the whole thing, if I can turn back time I will not repeat the same mistakes that I have done. It was embarrassed and ashamed to say out loud but when I watched the porn video, it reminded me about what we had done. I still could see the shame through your eyes. I was irresponsibility and bad manners about the moves on the bed. Although it was cheap to buy condom at 7-11, it was worthy and useful because it could prevent 'something' horrible happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months ago, it was a glorious night that we had our sweet things happened. It was 8 o'clock night sharp, I drove to her house with my dad's car to date her out. When I arrived her house, she was gaudy and sexy. Black short dressed with lacy sling suited with dark high heels, looking she would 'eat' me soon like a 'hungry wolf'. She just kind of different today. She totally looked high and desired for sex with me tonight. My heartbeat was increased as she stepped in front of car. Sitting beside of me gingerly. My mind thought of, tonight was a good good night !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sushi Restaurant to have our dinner because you like Japanese food the most. You ordered your favorite, Unagi dinner set and I got my Salmon dinner set. While waiting our order, I kept looking at her eyes. Her gorgeous and attractive eyes were beckoned my attention at all. My vision only consisted of her. Her overlook that night was too awesome. I asked her,why she dressed like that and she didn't reply but just a grin. [Girl's mind is hard to predict and to know]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our dinner, she wanted to go desa park for a stroll. I held her hand and strolled the whole place. It was so sweet that held girlfriend's hand and strolled at a romantic and nice view scene. We sat down at a iron chair together. She lied her head at my shoulder had a rest and we both looked at the view. It was so sweet and sweet that we ever have !!!! Holding her hand and she was lying on my shoulder, enjoying the that moment. [It is so romantic even though it is an imagination =.=]. She turned her head near to my head. Our distance only about 2 inches between each. Looking at her eyes, feeling something was happening. We both closed our eyes and kissed. It was tenderly with starting but soon, rough and rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After caressing, she requested to back to my home. Without waiting any second, I drove my car back to my home. My home was no people , thinking of my parents were out. When I closed my door, her hands moved to my chest and turned me towards her. Her sexy eyes told me what she wanted tonight. In that condition, I was just like a sheep which eaten by a hungry tiger soon. No, not tiger, was a wolf. We looked at each and kissed roughly. Lips then ears then neck. I thought of she really desired for a sex tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she pulled me to my room. It was so rude and rushed but it was totally what a couple needed for this moment [perhaps??]. My room was a bit untidy but still 'work' place for us. Air-conditioner switched on, dim light switched on and essential oil spread the whole room. She was devil in disguise on the bed, looking at me. We both eyes met and pulled each on the bed. Caresses and 'move' were acted on both. Be her boyfriend about 8 months, now only I knew her chest were about C. She seemed like very good on bed because she just couldn't let me stop on caressing her. Her lips and necks. Slowly moved to her chest. Some kind of sounds was out from her. Thinking of she was 'high' and being wanted to have 'some more' !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thighs rubbed at each. Slowly from the chest, moving to her stomach and her thighs. She told me not to stop and continue but something weird. That was we hadn't get our clothes off. When I moved to her thighs, she stood up suddenly then she eased off her sling[maybe wrong word] and her whole dress was off , leaving her only 'left'. My heartbeat really pumped surprisingly fast that I never experienced. She sat on my thighs and began took off my top wear. Soon, we were on the bed and touched and licked at both. Even it was disgusting for readers but it was nice and enjoyable. She just couldn't stop what she was doing and what I wanted that she just like read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She eased her bra but I didn't mean to have real sex with her. The condition was too much of sexual element around us just like air. With her persistence, as her boyfriend I couldn't deny her. But, the consequence was terrible and I couldn't imagine of that. But, with the desire now, I really couldn't deny. She needed me and me too. She undressed of me and her 'left' too. Since we both were still virgin and didn't know about those 'style'. We just caressed with bare body. She kissed my neck...then down and down...I didn't mean to do so. Then she suggest to have sexual intercourse with me. I looked at her stonily. Of what her said just now, I was just totally...stunned !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual intercourse was so much disgusting for you guys ?? If I posted the process of it..Guess female will surge their feeling with anger and frustration because of I am insulting them..so..following..process..couldn't be so details..By the way..Guys should know all the process and..If I can turn back my time..what would you guys do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-578705276712405710?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/578705276712405710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-still-remember-whole-thing-if-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/578705276712405710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/578705276712405710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-still-remember-whole-thing-if-i.html' title='I can still remember the whole thing, If I can turn back time...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1146393308094527854</id><published>2010-05-15T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:33:58.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>ZZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy...&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3 of Physics : Pressure ...&lt;br /&gt;It becomes a real life pressure..&lt;br /&gt;Exam soon..Not really have my revision..&lt;br /&gt;Bm..the subject i hate the most...&lt;br /&gt;Just for a damn certificate..* I look down on it *&lt;br /&gt;Feeling to have a nice trip to where else which really mean of "TRAVEL" !&lt;br /&gt;Express out the feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Hope to get an easier life&lt;br /&gt;Hectic life drive a person insane &amp;amp; crazy..&lt;br /&gt;Why the life just seemed so...narrow and pressure..&lt;br /&gt;But I think..I'm not qualify to say "PRESSURE" !&lt;br /&gt;Parents are the shoulders of pressure..&lt;br /&gt;Now are just complaint and complaint..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..just hope all of the students DO YOUR BEST IN THE EXAM !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1146393308094527854?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1146393308094527854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/fatigue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1146393308094527854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1146393308094527854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5215391117832831585</id><published>2010-05-01T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:07:43.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Your etiquette was elegant,&lt;br /&gt;As you are watching movie,&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes couldn't leave an inch away from screen,&lt;br /&gt;So did I,couldn't leave an inch from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard your smile ,&lt;br /&gt;It was so much endearing.&lt;br /&gt;I saw your smiling curve,&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glancing through of you,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you were not looking back at me.&lt;br /&gt;I was just a dumb ass and looked at you,&lt;br /&gt;Since we recognized....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5215391117832831585?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5215391117832831585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5215391117832831585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5215391117832831585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe.html' title='Maybe??'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4847155446601473696</id><published>2010-03-30T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:02:43.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@.@</title><content type='html'>Boring...&lt;br /&gt;It just seemed like a few couple of weeks passed...&lt;br /&gt;But just a few days only..&lt;br /&gt;How to stand it like that ??&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps not to ask so many...&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find back the happiness and time, giving self a big space...&lt;br /&gt;Imagination..&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration..&lt;br /&gt;Both were gone after I deleted it..&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it should easy to do my own..&lt;br /&gt;The music that heard before only the part of the memories..&lt;br /&gt;Thus, nothing to remind anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Must be able to head over the memories wall..&lt;br /&gt;..Wishing smile and happy anytime..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4847155446601473696?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4847155446601473696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4847155446601473696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4847155446601473696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_30.html' title='@.@'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3768460822341591601</id><published>2010-03-24T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T04:29:12.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Strange of these days till weeks. Something which lost and lose very much. Desiring what I've want to but God just play a joke with me. Feeling life is pretty rotten. LOSE &amp;amp; LOST...&lt;br /&gt;Empty heart fills with a colorful background which is trying to adorn the environment ; Standing in the crowded, should be attention in it but eyes are surveying periphery of it.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that you are around me....&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the things that we'd done...&lt;br /&gt;That is so penetrating to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky is full patches of dark clouds, it is going to have a heavy rain tonight...&lt;br /&gt;You told me that, you like and you hate the rainy day..&lt;br /&gt;You like it because it is nice weather to have a sleep...&lt;br /&gt;You hate it because it is bad day to hang out..&lt;br /&gt;You are cold and hiding in your solitary bed with a cover..&lt;br /&gt;The message are enough heat to warm your body..&lt;br /&gt;Pondering upon what you are doing..what you need..&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't me anymore as a day came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, your tears was brimming in your eye socket..&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I was disorientated off by your sentences out from your mouth..&lt;br /&gt;Memories were embedded in my mind that hard to be forgot...&lt;br /&gt;Treating you nonchalantly because you need more space..Either it was true or not..&lt;br /&gt;I will be impassibly as I see you..&lt;br /&gt;Caresses that we did in a night and that only for the memories and it was meaningless now..&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't...Couldn't..Not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Running out of the wounds to heal it..&lt;br /&gt;....Wish you happy and smile always....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3768460822341591601?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3768460822341591601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3768460822341591601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3768460822341591601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_24.html' title='....'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1364379822287567859</id><published>2010-03-16T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:47:07.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALALALALALA ~~~</title><content type='html'>LALALLALLALALALALALA ~~&lt;br /&gt;What I always blurted out from my mouth ~~ HEHE&lt;br /&gt;Since so boring..just "LALALALALL~"&lt;br /&gt;hoho..&lt;br /&gt;Erm..Holidays made my life a bit kind of boring...&lt;br /&gt;Stifling house and computer[Line] are driving me insane..&lt;br /&gt;Today was Tuesday..15.39..&lt;br /&gt;Sunny weather..warm air..could-less and blue BLUE Sky `~~&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window..feeling I'm lying on smooth and soft cloud...&lt;br /&gt;Walking to a huge garden with a big lake [Something like Desa Park @@]&lt;br /&gt;Let the breeze kiss your lips and face...&lt;br /&gt;Taking some fresh air ~~ WOO ~~~ hehe&lt;br /&gt;Having a regular ice-blended coffee bean&lt;br /&gt;Reading your favorites' book/fiction...&lt;br /&gt;Dislike reading?? Brisking on a smooth rocky pavement&lt;br /&gt;Something like 6...&lt;br /&gt;Sun is going down to the horizon made the sky become..[use your imagination]&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss it..Taking out your camera and capturing it. ~~ WAHAHAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..just want to relieve my boring day @@&lt;br /&gt;Mountain of homework(s) and assignments == Sweat==&lt;br /&gt;End~ LALA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1364379822287567859?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1364379822287567859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/lalalalalalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1364379822287567859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1364379822287567859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/lalalalalalala.html' title='LALALALALALALA ~~~'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3259863745744046264</id><published>2010-03-13T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T04:13:55.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>2010 March 13 , Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast..Flied till March..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling it was so fast that couldn't stop the time..&lt;br /&gt;And I..just..followed the time and passed everyday without any sigh so much..&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't what I wanted and I didn't want to..&lt;br /&gt;Feelings gone as the time was turning to the next seconds...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday..every seconds gone..Every things..just a word - passed&lt;br /&gt;Good thing to me..as there was no more hesitate,blurted words and sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Since so long no new post..&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't mean to write so much..&lt;br /&gt;If the post so long..just for myself..maybe..the reader will be bored because..it just like an essay..&lt;br /&gt;Brain sapped..nothing more could come out from my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Mind stunned..nothing more I could think about just my impediments of my life and forwards more my step to gain what I want..but not more about you..&lt;br /&gt;Since there was a stop sign between a people to the other ; it was done..&lt;br /&gt;Would an empty paper gives you any idea?&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like..really empty..&lt;br /&gt;Since it was empty..just left it and became empty..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing about these few weeks or months..&lt;br /&gt;Oh..something I forgot...Streamyx sux for me some how ==&lt;br /&gt;End`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3259863745744046264?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3259863745744046264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3259863745744046264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3259863745744046264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4474468945534287566</id><published>2010-02-17T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:11:37.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>Your weary-looking occurred on your face after the school. As usual, I would stand and wait in front of your class after the bell rang. I would help you to carry your books. You would always have a smile on your face because you said, smile was the most beautiful thing that I could ignite you from sorrow and despair to happy and excitement. Sometimes, you wouldn't smile or good emotion after the school , then I knew you would be pressured. I, seeing you like this and I would make you happy as I can. For a smile and you, nothing wasn't worthless I did if you weren't happy. But today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down together at the stair and you sent books to teacher. I could only wait you and went back home together. We would a lot of things to talk to discuss about usually. But today, my sense told me something happened promptly and I just did as usual. After you passed the book, then I sent you back to your home. Having a bid goodbye to our friends, you seemed like very strange to me and something I felt unusual was you didn't look at me in any moment we on the way to your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erem..Hey..You..alright??" I mumbled. You seemed like didn't listen what I said or you maybe pretending you didn't hear it. You will always reply my sentences with a grin or look at me. Look pleadingly in my eyes. Your tiny brown eyes. You would let me felt I was reborn after looking at your eyes. But today, from your eyes you gave me a feelings that we were done. "Erem..! you alright??!!", I said loudly. You turned around and took a deep breathe and said "We break off, I have no feelings on you, we just be friends and you no need to send me back to home, I will be ok." You turned back and just left me down there and continue to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I was deaf ; I couldn't response what you said. I was fascinated. Heart-wrenching. Stunned there.Surveying you after the sentence you said. I hope the sentences you said were just blurted out. With no reason you said to me, you wanted to break off. Without hesitation, I stepped back and began to run. Run to somewhere else as fast as I could. Aimlessly.Tears weren't spring out from my eyes. But would you ?? My heart were pain and "broke". Broke into a thousand of pieces JUST BECAUSE OF YOUR SENTENCES !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the precious things that make us be more matured and independent. Maybe you made this decision that you told me you got no feelings on me. I could accept because you were the first place in my heart. I will always respect your decision. Healing the wounds that you made, would take a longer time to recover it. But your reason...too...Never mind. Couple wouldn't be longer or suitable nouns for us but friends. As a friends, Forever friend to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4474468945534287566?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4474468945534287566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4474468945534287566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4474468945534287566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6088417576790770573</id><published>2010-02-06T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T06:41:00.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>Something which is very motherfucking happened these few weeks..&lt;br /&gt;Where you go and you will adapt to the environment..&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling so shit about family member and myself of course.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and people change..&lt;br /&gt;So dizzy about it..&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just keep growing and changing..&lt;br /&gt;Be bad..&lt;br /&gt;Be good..(less percentage)&lt;br /&gt;Either one..&lt;br /&gt;So shit..&lt;br /&gt;Waste money..shopping..buy a lot of "waste product" to home..&lt;br /&gt;Not enough capacity to put..Those comestics just like bullshit things..==&lt;br /&gt;Bought so much useless..&lt;br /&gt;Make rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;Waste product..rubbish which can't be recycle..&lt;br /&gt;At last the Earth ruined by us..(Horseshit)&lt;br /&gt;Crapping things..&lt;br /&gt;Be more independent..January bye bye February hi hi..&lt;br /&gt;Ass things were just like no more talk no more interact..&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit things were just like sitting at the class pay attention to teacher..&lt;br /&gt;Being so much enough of these motherfucking things..&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating..&lt;br /&gt;Talk less..Less talk..Unwilling to talk to share..&lt;br /&gt;Study and game..&lt;br /&gt;Prefer study right now since knowledge is priceless..&lt;br /&gt;But lame..no people encourage to learn more..just look forward..(Sweat ==)&lt;br /&gt;Look forwards for...??&lt;br /&gt;No ideal plan..No ambition..No goal..No aim..CRAP !!&lt;br /&gt;Then he/she born without a soul but just physical enjoyment..&lt;br /&gt;Walking without destination..Study without brain..&lt;br /&gt;SO SHIT..==&lt;br /&gt;Rely is a word..It is a motherfucking word which is written in dictionary..&lt;br /&gt;Dump ass..This word ; no soul no spirit..&lt;br /&gt;Rely is good if it is less but instead..&lt;br /&gt;Be more independent just what I said at top..&lt;br /&gt;Day dreaming..thinking a matter which is won't happen..(BULL CRAP) for ???&lt;br /&gt;Self enjoyment?? ==&lt;br /&gt;I'm jumping from high hill...&lt;br /&gt;So much enjoy with those feeling from high hill but not reached ground..&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving surprisingly fast..&lt;br /&gt;So much enjoy the speed but not braked..&lt;br /&gt;Boring things come to an end..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6088417576790770573?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6088417576790770573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/posting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6088417576790770573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6088417576790770573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4635911183107513720</id><published>2010-01-30T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:10:53.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>Bell rang ; I just released from the hustle and bustle class because I was a good student. I packed my things and decided to find you. Went to your class but you weren't there. My mind was starting to guess where are you ; Emotion was starting to become moody since I couldn't see your smile. I walked to canteen to seek you but you still weren't there. "Where are you ??". "Last chance if I couldn't find you at school" , I said to myself and walked to your class again. It seemed like playing hide n seek with you ; my heart was very worry about you , I hope I could see your smile but you weren't at class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I couldn't find you at school, deciding to leave school and walk to 711 and buy your favorite's ; Strawberry added with Mocha Ice Cream. I took slowly step to walk ; feeling that I was lost just couldn't find you. You were just like my core in my heart ; couldn't live in this world without you. You were the most important accompany/person to me ; we had the same hobbies , favorites and many things to chat. I was very moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down and to my destination , my friends asked me about where was you. I couldn't answer. Tough-tied. They invited me to join their team to defeat some ass hole later. I ignored and walked to 711. The distance between my school and 711 which was just nearby ; 45m. It wasn't far. Holding books and walking towards and feeling so much boring without your company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at 711 and went in it. It was so hot and sweaty outside. I stepped near to the ice cream section. It bought me back a lot of memories with you when we were having an ice cream together. You ate a bite and I ate. You always want to have the end of cone of the ice cream. In the section, Vanilla , Mocha , Chocolate , Strawberry and Coffee taste to choose or to combine. You always like Strawberry and I like Mocha then we would have it together. But now, I just ate it alone. "Hope you will appear around me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking towards and deciding to pay for the ice cream , staring at the Yupi candy which was the candy you always buy and bring it to school , having it in the class even though the teacher was at class. So, I grabbed a pack and paid. Ice cream and candy were sweet and brought the memories with you and I. You would want me to open the packet and I feed you. You would want me to give the first bite of the ice cream then only my turn to have it. You would want me to walk in front of you then you could see my backside and play me.                                                              "?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my step back to home. The way,direction,place to my home ; memories with you after school time and dating time with you. Memories was precious if you were with someone but after  those relationship, it wasn't seem so important and it will be the part of your life. Deleting it or recycle it would be the good selection to you because it made you feeling to stay at memories than the true world. "Face the music".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4635911183107513720?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4635911183107513720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/posting_30.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4635911183107513720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4635911183107513720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/posting_30.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4729852459314988267</id><published>2010-01-27T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:31:34.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>Sky blushed with a light blue and smooth pink. It made the view become more wonderful and imagined. Standing on the highest block with you and spending the moment with you.Our hands become more near and I grabbed your hand and held it tight ; I won't let it go at that moment. Your head lied on my shoulder ; I knew you was tired. You were holding hand and lied on my shoulder. I was enjoying this moment and so much appreciated. My mind was so much blank but just only this colourful moment. It was happiness and colourful to our both. The empty , blank and white page became colouful and meaningful to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After enjoying the view, holding hand and walking back to home. You were very tired that I could see but you told me that you were very happy and well after the company with me. I started the conversation with you on the way send you to home. We talked about school , people , study and entertainment. You told me you were not good in certain chapter ; Got a light bulb upon my head and answered your questions that I will help you. You promised happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at you. You looked back me and asked "what"? I grinned and answered "nothing". Your mind would have a few question marks ; why I looked at you and always say "nothing". You were beautiful when you doing something seriously ; you were very cute when talking to me, that's all in my mind was thinking about. Nothing much , nothing less. You were so much specific to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden, you said you were hungry and it was some distance to reach your house. Without any thought, I went to 711 and bought you a bottle of mineral water and some small cake and bread. Headed back to your side and gave you some foods. You looked so fragile. I opened the packet to you. Sitting down at the garden ; you were sharing your bread with me. Feeling so much happy and touch. I told you that I was very lucky to have you. It was the sentence I can tell you but not for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;730pm , I sent you to your home safety. "Thank you for the food and accompany", you whispered. At that moment, I couldn't say any things and nothing I could say. Just feeling to touch your face.By then,you opened the gate slowly and waving your hand as Goodbye and I just stood there for a couple of seconds. The honked sound from car; I was starting to walk. Not nesessary to have a the ending that I thought but it was awesome to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4729852459314988267?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4729852459314988267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4729852459314988267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4729852459314988267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6339953976212933815</id><published>2010-01-23T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T05:59:19.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post without title..</title><content type='html'>2010 January 23 , 2141&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First for all, it is been long time the blog haven't got a new post/update..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so much busy on my books..&lt;br /&gt;Physics , Chemistry , Biology , Add.maths, Maths , Bm , Bi and History..&lt;br /&gt;The subjects that must be study...to me..&lt;br /&gt;All the things were just in hand..nothing that I couldn't catch up..&lt;br /&gt;Just in hand...Just in hand...&lt;br /&gt;Heard friends said...Biology is a tough subject among the Science's subjects..&lt;br /&gt;It really do hard to memorize those name , characteristics and functions..&lt;br /&gt;All the things just need to by heart..&lt;br /&gt;I able to do..but not for all...It sounds like too arrogant ?? Never mind , forget about it..&lt;br /&gt;When people say to me that those name or others are too hard to memorize..&lt;br /&gt;My heart got a question ; Does an image , a matter , a stuff , a thing that we really cannot forget instead of academy..?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..It really do..it..really do..&lt;br /&gt;Image,stuff,matter which is very deep memories to one really can't even forget or keep running upon your mind ?&lt;br /&gt;A song is made out of lyrics , melodies ,voices and sounds..&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and melodies are deep deep in our mind once we listened to it and agreed with it..&lt;br /&gt;Happy songs and Sad songs..&lt;br /&gt;Happy songs will faster 1/4 ; Sad songs will slower 1/4 of the melodies..&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs mostly bring memories to you ??&lt;br /&gt;What I'm thinking about ??&lt;br /&gt;An end of a relationship should be happy..&lt;br /&gt;It really feel so shit that what I'm doing now..Just lost my mind to type to think to do..&lt;br /&gt;Am I selfish ?? (Asked in my mind but why I'm typing in this post ??)&lt;br /&gt;No idea to know to interpret just except study and basketball..&lt;br /&gt;A teenager can't even grow up is just feeling so shit so damn idiot..&lt;br /&gt;An idiot just keep learning of new things but in mentally is can't even interpret can't even think of "What is the meaning of Love"..This is really..horseshit..&lt;br /&gt;"Absence make heart grow founder" which is an idiom I have learn..&lt;br /&gt;This idiom state that , Missing someone when there is no longer near...&lt;br /&gt;You are in the vision that I can see but just really not close..&lt;br /&gt;It is a wrong idiom that I used..(Guess so ?)&lt;br /&gt;So much blank and blind..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6339953976212933815?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6339953976212933815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-without-title.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6339953976212933815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6339953976212933815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-without-title.html' title='Post without title..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6042773224024369403</id><published>2010-01-15T01:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:38:14.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half of a Month..</title><content type='html'>2010 January 15 , Friday , 1722&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz..It's going to half of a month of January ?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed...&lt;br /&gt;Here we come, what we did to the last 15 days just before today?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Kinda...speechless and unable to imagine...&lt;br /&gt;Time flies too fast..even the time you're traveling now..&lt;br /&gt;It was so bored to somebody who came to this new year ; form 4 ?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Maybe It was but it is a whole new start..&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we must do a good boy as our teachers,parents said..&lt;br /&gt;People will thought "I hope I can and I will"&lt;br /&gt;But for somebody it wasn't..and it is boring and meaningless..&lt;br /&gt;Half of a January was gone..What should we do or plan for the next 16days and the rest of the month ??&lt;br /&gt;2010 , people do say is a special year..??? (Maybe It's)&lt;br /&gt;2010 is a fastest year that I predictable (my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;A compete year for students because time really flies toooooooooOOOOOOOO fast...&lt;br /&gt;A compete year should be nice , busy , meaningful , full of challenges..&lt;br /&gt;Till now, maybe reader will feel it..is really..lame and boring post ?? (WHATEVER)&lt;br /&gt;New year ; time to change and change..&lt;br /&gt;Friend told me that , he is thinking to be more mature..&lt;br /&gt;It's a good point that being to be more mature and take step for the responsibility ??&lt;br /&gt;The words , sentences from mouth shouldn't be blurted out so soon ??&lt;br /&gt;The thinking should be more mature??&lt;br /&gt;The action should be more like adult ??&lt;br /&gt;It should be when we really become adult like our parents..&lt;br /&gt;But how to do it ?? (Still no idea?? )&lt;br /&gt;See , do , listen , think more things&lt;br /&gt;Although I ain't a completely or fully adult thinking..&lt;br /&gt;Just the process is being to be taken..&lt;br /&gt;Hope all having fun for this new year ~~&lt;br /&gt;2010 ~ , Pump Oil ~~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6042773224024369403?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6042773224024369403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/half-of-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6042773224024369403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6042773224024369403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/half-of-month.html' title='Half of a Month..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8792667840506622076</id><published>2010-01-12T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:50:09.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Suiting !!!!!</title><content type='html'>2010 January 13 , 1345 , Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT SUITING AT ALL !!!&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY OUT OF THE RANGE == !!!1&lt;br /&gt;NOT SUIT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT SUIT !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT SUIT !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CRAPPY MATTER I EVER SEE !!! ==&lt;br /&gt;FINE !! DO OWN THINGS BETTER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FRUSTRATED  !!!&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A WASTE !!&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/1822835312181404786-8792667840506622076?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8792667840506622076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-suiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8792667840506622076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8792667840506622076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-suiting.html' title='Not Suiting !!!!!'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7478690890743123250</id><published>2010-01-05T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:52:23.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Form 4..</title><content type='html'>2010 January 5 , Tuesday , 16.44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the 2nd day to school..&lt;br /&gt;I got a class ; 4Harmoni..&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like not a good class ?? By the way , I want to in those class like this to learn another way of life in a different class..&lt;br /&gt;After the class arrangement ; I was very tired enough..&lt;br /&gt;Students wanted to change their class which follow their friends or according their favorite subject..(I guessed so)&lt;br /&gt;This was making me to be insane ; I was in charge of Monitor in the class so as SPBT books ==&lt;br /&gt;All the people went to Office and tried to change their class..&lt;br /&gt;You could see the people queued in the row in front of the Office path just like a Market.. ==&lt;br /&gt;By the way..Form 4 was a quite challenging class/form to me ( because of Monitor in the class ) [WTF!]&lt;br /&gt;The last moment in the school ; going to release students , our class was in chaos ==&lt;br /&gt;All the people were just doing their things..&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T I SAY SOMETHING TO YOU ALL ??&lt;br /&gt;OR MAKING AN ANNOUNCEMENT ??&lt;br /&gt;Never mind..It's still the 2nd day at the school..&lt;br /&gt;Should be patience and see how are them...&lt;br /&gt;So..Form 4..is a very very new year and new life for me enough..&lt;br /&gt;So do you ??? @@&lt;br /&gt;Em...Form 4 should be hardworking and got some stress of course..&lt;br /&gt;TO Be : Don't be so frustrated  ~~ &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; HOHO~ ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7478690890743123250?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7478690890743123250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/form-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7478690890743123250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7478690890743123250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/form-4.html' title='Form 4..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1225055567706795507</id><published>2010-01-02T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:38:20.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>新的一年 2010</title><content type='html'>2010 January 02 , Saturday , 1902&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天是新的一年的第二天..&lt;br /&gt;先说生新年快乐给全世界的人们~~&lt;br /&gt;到了新的一年当然有很多事情都要新的..&lt;br /&gt;把旧的事先忘了~可能这样才能专心的往前往新的一年去看..&lt;br /&gt;2009年过了..回想起来..自己好像应该被打被惩罚..&lt;br /&gt;做了很多觉得自己不应该做的事..感觉自己很烂..没责任似的做事..&lt;br /&gt;也没什么想太多去做..&lt;br /&gt;可能15岁的头脑的我..没那么成熟吧~&lt;br /&gt;也有很癫疯..很投入..很傻的时候..&lt;br /&gt;在你还没认真的去做一件很简单..你会觉得..没什么..可是后果..就没有你想象中的？？还是正如你的想象？？&lt;br /&gt;在过去的一年里..想下自己真的做过什么很废很傻很笨很搞笑的事？？&lt;br /&gt;又有做过什么觉得自己很光荣的事？？&lt;br /&gt;做过什么很后悔的事？？&lt;br /&gt;做过什么很认真的事？？&lt;br /&gt;不想再浪费太多的时间了吧..&lt;br /&gt;2009年真的好累..&lt;br /&gt;很火速的过了一年..&lt;br /&gt;对于我来说..多数的事..都很不开心地过..&lt;br /&gt;好不喜欢..&lt;br /&gt;当然..会有些很快乐的时候..&lt;br /&gt;也为自己的生命里面增加了一些些的美好时光..&lt;br /&gt;很快乐能够碰到一些人一些事让我很开心..&lt;br /&gt;当然不开心的..是得留下变成个事实..告诉自己不要再不开心了吧..&lt;br /&gt;说了答应了做了就算错也算自己的愚昧..&lt;br /&gt;人生会有个人让你知道你的不好你的缺点..&lt;br /&gt;知道后..尽量的去改变..&lt;br /&gt;人生也会有个人跟你一起有个很疯狂的爱一场..&lt;br /&gt;恋过后..就知道..（不说..你们自己试)&lt;br /&gt;很开心也能恋过(LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;人生里一定会有些很可靠很合的来的一些人..&lt;br /&gt;那就是朋友；死党..&lt;br /&gt;他们会陪你一起..做一些很屌的事..&lt;br /&gt;学些很废的事..不过当然..这些事..算是人生要的吧~&lt;br /&gt;他们也都会跟你陪你说些他们自己的心事..&lt;br /&gt;这算是对我很..感动谢谢的人~&lt;br /&gt;他们有时真的很屌...很..我没形容词了~~@@&lt;br /&gt;不过..屌得来..我还是觉得很..接受..从他们学习..让自己..知道些他们的事吧~&lt;br /&gt;很屌的奕晖..真的超死党..&lt;br /&gt;没话说得zy..有时真的没话说..（够废）&lt;br /&gt;明裕是比较真经的..（可能没看到他不正经的那面吧@@)&lt;br /&gt;还有很多很多..（抱歉没说到你们）&lt;br /&gt;从小走来..前面那两位真的一起面对问题..做很刁的事..&lt;br /&gt;当然值得去开心..所以新的一年里..我的朋友..我要说..我爱你们..每个都爱~&lt;br /&gt;HOHO...新的一年..自己要跨过自己不可能的事..&lt;br /&gt;可能这是给自己的一个目标..挑战吧~&lt;br /&gt;觉得这篇比较长吧？？&lt;br /&gt;好啦~就到此吧..不然眼睛烂掉..哈哈~~&lt;br /&gt;再次祝大家新年快乐..心想事成..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1225055567706795507?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1225055567706795507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1225055567706795507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1225055567706795507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='新的一年 2010'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2197489751841383267</id><published>2009-12-24T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:31:11.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>2009 December 25 , Friday , 1013&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First for all..Today is Merry Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of the people in the world Happy Merry Christmas and Happy New Year ~~ !!~!&lt;br /&gt;Wish all of the human being have  happy life ~~ no matter what kind of obstacles ~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was so..&lt;br /&gt;Boring&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless&lt;br /&gt;Priceless&lt;br /&gt;Things that I did.. ==&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself that I did it ==&lt;br /&gt;Finally I knew what mean is "REGRET"..&lt;br /&gt;This feelings is weird...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday ; 24th of December..&lt;br /&gt;I hoped I could be happy after that..&lt;br /&gt;By then..It just a normal things normal life that I lived ==...&lt;br /&gt;Without any..&lt;don't&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.."==" "...." "=.="&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;Sick of these..So....&lt;br /&gt;Don't how to express that word/feeling =================================&lt;br /&gt;I didn't run.. ==&lt;br /&gt;I just walked the other way that you couldn't see me..&lt;br /&gt;I really waiting for 2010.. ==&lt;br /&gt;2009.. was.. so.. == meaningless to me...&lt;br /&gt;So much stupid ==..&lt;br /&gt;Only few things that really..meant to me that time/moment..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I deal with..doesn't worth ?? ==&lt;br /&gt;People said me that condition was "mutualism" =..=&lt;br /&gt;Fine better don't argue with it..It just small matter..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..just kind lucky to have some friends which very...friendly but sometimes make me so "geli" (LOLZ! HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;and..kinda good like helping each..&lt;br /&gt;and 1 more like..very D!u de sometimes..but still very good friend ~~&lt;br /&gt;and a kinda..emotionally changed friend..he's kinda nice ~ ^^ be ~~ &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are very good...(better than.."eh hm")&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..Just very lucky to meet all of you ~~&lt;br /&gt;End of post ~Thx for my happy ending ~ !!! WOSH ~[nice song]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2197489751841383267?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2197489751841383267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2197489751841383267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2197489751841383267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_24.html' title='.....'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7765135642539508252</id><published>2009-12-24T02:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:18:13.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavily Headache ==</title><content type='html'>HEAVILY HEADACHE ==&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE KNOW HOW TO CURE THIS??  ==&lt;br /&gt;REALLY NEED A HELP~  =..=&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7765135642539508252?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7765135642539508252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/heavily-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7765135642539508252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7765135642539508252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/heavily-headache.html' title='Heavily Headache =='/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-9033245615718193077</id><published>2009-12-23T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:49:31.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A"ce "s" ???</title><content type='html'>2009 December 24 , Thrusday , 1529&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No F-bomb words ~..&lt;br /&gt;Today..24th of December ; the day which WE the cute students (Form 3) gonna TAKE our RESULTS ~...(LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;lolz..23th of December..I went to sy's house sleepover...&lt;br /&gt;We did some stuff..Cards and watch movie..(LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;Watch tio I slept =.=&lt;br /&gt;Lolz..Brain and body over function ; tired..&lt;br /&gt;So..today ~ the important day to us ~ Form 3 in 2009 ~ Take results..&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and changed our untidy mess cushion bla bla bla and clothes and had our breakfast..(Them only..) and I just drank a lot of WATER !! (WOSH ~~[water effect] )&lt;br /&gt;So...We took our hurricane shoes and rushed to school..&lt;br /&gt;On the way..sy..kept vomit ( I thought she pregant [LOLZ!] ) &lt;&lt;&lt; JOking nia ~&lt;br /&gt;Ok..So soon..113X we reached our lovely school ( NO REALLY LOVELY =.=)&lt;br /&gt;First glance through our school..so damn less ppl =.=lolz..&lt;br /&gt;I saw our lovely teacher ; Pn.Lee (She do lovely sometimes &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;I quickly walked to my class's counter..Pn.Lee accompanied to take =.= (SO SHY AND SCARE )&lt;br /&gt;She said.. =.=  and you no need see de ~ Maths i not worry on you..sure get A (LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;Ok la.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Not really care about the f****** results paper..&lt;br /&gt;I just accidentally heard..something..that I really DAMN happy ?? (Don't know consider as a happy thing or not =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you didnt get a good results so as you expect..but..your maths..got A ??&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to you..and Congratulations to you..I'm happy enough..to hear that..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..the next year..Form 4..Hope It'll BE A NICE YEAR..I hope i can get a much more better results..~~&lt;br /&gt;Those who unhappy and sad..don't be so disappointed..It'll be ok for you at the next year..&lt;br /&gt;Boost up !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-9033245615718193077?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9033245615718193077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/ace-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9033245615718193077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9033245615718193077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/ace-s.html' title='&quot;A&quot;ce &quot;s&quot; ???'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8016540591045675115</id><published>2009-12-20T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T07:03:53.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (3) The last day TT Cont (2)</title><content type='html'>...Continue&lt;br /&gt;We played table tennis ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43bE7h4WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-Dmc7moKoMQ/s1600-h/16532_231877498853_644713853_4354974_1403115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43bE7h4WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-Dmc7moKoMQ/s400/16532_231877498853_644713853_4354974_1403115_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417328340092707170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME and Khai Khee VS&lt;br /&gt;Xiong hui and Swea yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43jwRvuaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zCvKFKusce8/s1600-h/16532_231877503853_644713853_4354975_2562493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43jwRvuaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zCvKFKusce8/s400/16532_231877503853_644713853_4354975_2562493_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417328489167567266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43vFtT2EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/REJR1zsvTyY/s1600-h/16532_231877508853_644713853_4354976_3084648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43vFtT2EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/REJR1zsvTyY/s400/16532_231877508853_644713853_4354976_3084648_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417328683898886210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khai Khee played all the game TT I just stood there..So funny @@...I blur blur @@@ ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4373yusuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GKnwq0dsV3A/s1600-h/16532_231889653853_644713853_4355041_1764419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4373yusuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GKnwq0dsV3A/s400/16532_231889653853_644713853_4355041_1764419_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417328903501820642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a MOVED !! &gt;&lt; (An auntie behind us O.O) So after we played table tennis ~~ We saw a "bird" ?? BIG BIRD (Actually a Hawk =.=) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy44JJm7wZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JOOHQNd84Gk/s1600-h/16532_231889663853_644713853_4355043_8278611_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy44JJm7wZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JOOHQNd84Gk/s400/16532_231889663853_644713853_4355043_8278611_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417329131622482322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was hunting a bird for breakfast ~ LOLZ&lt;br /&gt;Then it's the time we gotta leave ~~&lt;br /&gt;So bathed , changed clothes, packed our luggage and ready to move ~~&lt;br /&gt;It was 12 pm noon..Me and be sat a back..Sleeping like a couple @@&lt;br /&gt;Khai Khee captured us without notice @@ LOLZ ~~&lt;br /&gt;Then 2 pm we had our lunch..&lt;br /&gt;This was the 1 thing that I ever see @@&lt;br /&gt;瓦煲豆腐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy441_4yVcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YDAo7MY7SK4/s1600-h/16532_231889673853_644713853_4355044_7893114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy441_4yVcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YDAo7MY7SK4/s400/16532_231889673853_644713853_4355044_7893114_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417329902107121090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice actually ~&lt;br /&gt;Then..We back to home..Ate sleep, woke up pee then sleep ~~ @@ =.= Whole way be and I keep sleeping and xh kk sy keep playing choi dai di..&lt;br /&gt;(Pity sy still want ppl to teach @@) [Aduh]...&lt;br /&gt;Then..Mj captured a picture ~~ kinda nice ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy45P6YkjNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/trLlYgPDtd0/s1600-h/16532_231889678853_644713853_4355045_6869816_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy45P6YkjNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/trLlYgPDtd0/s400/16532_231889678853_644713853_4355045_6869816_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330347306421458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@@~ O.O~~&lt;br /&gt;About 5.30pm ~~ I back home safety ~ and said a bid goodbye to our 同志们~&lt;br /&gt;HAHA~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially Thanks to : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meng Joe 's Parents&lt;/span&gt; (Giving us to have a trip with you guys ~)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  : Meng Joe , Photographer , Babe (BE) [Thanks for inviting me                                              to have this Amazing trip&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;                                  : XH, SY and KK [ Go trip with you guys , damn happy ~~ ] ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Really Thanks TO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MENGJOE's PARENTS&lt;/span&gt; ALL THE TIMES ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-His mom was strict when I first glance ~ but after trip and in the trip..We had some communication..and became so friendly ba &gt;&lt; -His dad was cute and kind ~~ &gt;&lt; !!! CUTE CUTE JOE BA ~~ HEHEH~~~ REALLY REALLY THANKS TO THEM~~ ACCOMPANIED THIS BORING HOLIDAYS TURNED TO A DAMN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AMAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; TRIP !!! WWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOT!... &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8016540591045675115?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8016540591045675115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-3-last-day-tt-cont-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8016540591045675115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8016540591045675115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-3-last-day-tt-cont-2.html' title='Trip (3) The last day TT Cont (2)'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy43bE7h4WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-Dmc7moKoMQ/s72-c/16532_231877498853_644713853_4354974_1403115_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5247801923227787081</id><published>2009-12-20T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:58:27.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (3) The last day TT</title><content type='html'>2009 December 20 , 2231 , Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day le...The morning..I woke up..So damn lazy @@...&lt;br /&gt;We all played card in the morning..AND ATE ALL THE JUNK FOOD AND CUP NOODLES COMPLETELY @!!!! AREEELELL~ ~~&lt;br /&gt;HOHO ~~&lt;br /&gt;After that..We all went down by ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;Went to.."Recreation room" Lolz..&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of things to play..&lt;br /&gt;1st...We played..~~ EM.. ERR ~~~&lt;br /&gt;Snooker ?? @@ something like that ..but smaller that that..&lt;br /&gt;Here some pictures ~&lt;br /&gt;All of us not actually how to play ~~ but..kinda nice ~~&gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy41vXcTNEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aWfISq_arUA/s1600-h/16532_231877453853_644713853_4354967_7118543_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy41vXcTNEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aWfISq_arUA/s400/16532_231877453853_644713853_4354967_7118543_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417326489636123714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khai Khee's turn to hit ball ~~ HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy416wbxn-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/3PzLIKWhEfM/s1600-h/16532_231877463853_644713853_4354968_1422248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy416wbxn-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/3PzLIKWhEfM/s400/16532_231877463853_644713853_4354968_1422248_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417326685323370466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My turn ~~ (Aduh) TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42CGnCZVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jJh8FX7t6Ms/s1600-h/16532_231877468853_644713853_4354969_6303053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42CGnCZVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jJh8FX7t6Ms/s400/16532_231877468853_644713853_4354969_6303053_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417326811535271250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiong hui's turn ~~ Lolz..(Still so many balls on the table @@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42LYMBBcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XM6JIPdukek/s1600-h/16532_231877478853_644713853_4354971_4115676_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42LYMBBcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XM6JIPdukek/s400/16532_231877478853_644713853_4354971_4115676_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417326970872595906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOLZ THINGS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42aSM6gzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HzJ9noiAtP0/s1600-h/16532_231877473853_644713853_4354970_2381954_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42aSM6gzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HzJ9noiAtP0/s400/16532_231877473853_644713853_4354970_2381954_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417327226963788594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Captured by MJ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42ja6vV5I/AAAAAAAAAII/fmAnC1vxFVA/s1600-h/16532_231877483853_644713853_4354972_1401541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy42ja6vV5I/AAAAAAAAAII/fmAnC1vxFVA/s400/16532_231877483853_644713853_4354972_1401541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417327383922300818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Captured by MJ)  DO you think she can make it ?? (Can't at the end O.O) LOLz...&lt;br /&gt;After that..Our co-operation..won this game (=.= Swt ) [hardly to in a ball ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy425uZRzWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/efKWIATbD5Q/s1600-h/16532_231877488853_644713853_4354973_322781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy425uZRzWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/efKWIATbD5Q/s400/16532_231877488853_644713853_4354973_322781_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417327767107784034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we did this stuff LOLZ.. ( Captured by : MJ , Ball Arrangement: TC , Player : XH )&lt;br /&gt;Then we hit all the ball in HAHA&lt;br /&gt;After snooker..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5247801923227787081?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5247801923227787081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-3-last-day-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5247801923227787081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5247801923227787081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-3-last-day-tt.html' title='Trip (3) The last day TT'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy41vXcTNEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aWfISq_arUA/s72-c/16532_231877453853_644713853_4354967_7118543_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6323762414448927776</id><published>2009-12-20T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:30:57.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (2) Cont. (3)</title><content type='html'>...Continue ~~&lt;br /&gt;After having our dinner..We back to room and took some strolling ~~&lt;br /&gt;Here we did stupid stuff ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4zDaaB3zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HaC1YKYe1hg/s1600-h/16532_231877208853_644713853_4354932_7684526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4zDaaB3zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HaC1YKYe1hg/s400/16532_231877208853_644713853_4354932_7684526_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323535494405938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(It was comfortable to have a pee beside the pool ) [No need to flush] HAHA&lt;br /&gt;By the way that were not any people except our friends ~~ AHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4zTgiURJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sY_YLcERErM/s1600-h/16532_231877213853_644713853_4354933_7419844_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4zTgiURJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sY_YLcERErM/s400/16532_231877213853_644713853_4354933_7419844_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323812017685650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TURBO !!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;This pee took me 5mins to finish ~~ WAHAHAHHA !!! SO RELAX AFTER THIS ~~ WOO~ ~~&lt;br /&gt;After PEE ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ze757oAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mZP97jd04uA/s1600-h/16532_231877228853_644713853_4354935_7069582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ze757oAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mZP97jd04uA/s400/16532_231877228853_644713853_4354935_7069582_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417324008343052290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Gay with xiong hui WAHAHAHAH ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4znaZt0eI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6yDhShf8EXc/s1600-h/16532_231877233853_644713853_4354936_1052864_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4znaZt0eI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6yDhShf8EXc/s400/16532_231877233853_644713853_4354936_1052864_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417324153968382434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leng LUI O ~~haha&lt;br /&gt;Then we do nothing...After laming..We back to our room..&lt;br /&gt;Cards and chat and play and watch..&lt;br /&gt;Something unwilling to say..~SKIP~&lt;br /&gt;So like that our 2nd day...&lt;br /&gt;We watched..opps not we..Mj and I decided to sleep ...So were they watching "Unborn"..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring movie =..= During the starting..SIENZ DAO I fell asleep ~~ =.=&lt;br /&gt;Slept Soundly ~~&lt;br /&gt;About sleeping..The 1st day..I woke up 5 am..I heard something..&lt;br /&gt;XH SLEEPING SOUND SI BEI LOUD !!! WALIU ~~&lt;br /&gt;3 Reasons I woke up&lt;br /&gt;1. Mj woke me up&lt;br /&gt;2.HOT !!!&lt;br /&gt;3.XH's SLEEPING SOUND =.= ~~ LOLZ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;So like that..We finished our 2nd day's trip ~~ TT&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for nxt post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6323762414448927776?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6323762414448927776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2-cont-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6323762414448927776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6323762414448927776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2-cont-3.html' title='Trip (2) Cont. (3)'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4zDaaB3zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HaC1YKYe1hg/s72-c/16532_231877208853_644713853_4354932_7684526_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3693156664910734006</id><published>2009-12-20T06:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:26:59.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (2) Cont. (2)</title><content type='html'>..Continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vvq3i2vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/E985cS449Tk/s1600-h/16532_231877398853_644713853_4354959_5947582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vvq3i2vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/E985cS449Tk/s400/16532_231877398853_644713853_4354959_5947582_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417319897780902642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His dad ~~ &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; ~~ Cute cute Uncle ~~ GHEHEZ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4wLIyHaKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/unRrIRTmNUQ/s1600-h/16532_231877388853_644713853_4354958_7203351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4wLIyHaKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/unRrIRTmNUQ/s400/16532_231877388853_644713853_4354958_7203351_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417320369667664034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My be ~~ HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4wbiMJgfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/riMxge9km7s/s1600-h/16532_231877383853_644713853_4354957_5716372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4wbiMJgfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/riMxge9km7s/s400/16532_231877383853_644713853_4354957_5716372_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417320651365646834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played Monkey in the pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4wkJYy-QI/AAAAAAAAAF4/iJepX7dzFbg/s1600-h/16532_231877408853_644713853_4354961_4575609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4wkJYy-QI/AAAAAAAAAF4/iJepX7dzFbg/s400/16532_231877408853_644713853_4354961_4575609_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417320799326632194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4z5FDBbbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SqDegkexBa8/s1600-h/16532_231877413853_644713853_4354962_8209053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4z5FDBbbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SqDegkexBa8/s400/16532_231877413853_644713853_4354962_8209053_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417324457473699250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waterfall ~~ SO SHUANG ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy40AMjbxTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UO53edrfmI8/s1600-h/16532_231877418853_644713853_4354963_4842499_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy40AMjbxTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UO53edrfmI8/s400/16532_231877418853_644713853_4354963_4842499_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417324579747775794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that..we were going to room le ~ @@&lt;br /&gt;Then we played cards and ate ALL THE JUNK FOOD !! cup noodles ~~ HEHE ~~&lt;br /&gt;See Some stuff ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4xx6YTLnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cXAkP1rjMVo/s1600-h/16532_231877163853_644713853_4354926_7949072_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4xx6YTLnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cXAkP1rjMVo/s400/16532_231877163853_644713853_4354926_7949072_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417322135327813234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aduh..(To my BE : so ham sap &gt;&lt; ) Carry on ~~ Come  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4x_-f3PnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a3jcFCrsO18/s1600-h/16532_231877173853_644713853_4354927_3768241_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4x_-f3PnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a3jcFCrsO18/s400/16532_231877173853_644713853_4354927_3768241_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417322376951447154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHHAHA ~~~ I stealed sy's pants while she was taking her bath..HAHAHAHAHA !!!!!!! (SO ham sap ) &gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4yW2ZqqaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HEMzBN1PHxE/s1600-h/16532_231877188853_644713853_4354929_1520502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4yW2ZqqaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HEMzBN1PHxE/s400/16532_231877188853_644713853_4354929_1520502_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417322769914964386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiong hui ~~ HAHA ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ygR2kfcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nRCzMX4HHAE/s1600-h/16532_231877178853_644713853_4354928_4130729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ygR2kfcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nRCzMX4HHAE/s400/16532_231877178853_644713853_4354928_4130729_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417322931902774722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swea Yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ynWW29TI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t_KA3211aZI/s1600-h/16532_231877338853_644713853_4354950_7108227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ynWW29TI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t_KA3211aZI/s400/16532_231877338853_644713853_4354950_7108227_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323053371028786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BLur BLur Khai Khee ~~ LOLZ ~~ Nice effect too &gt;&lt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4w-kDegdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZRm7u00LR40/s400/16532_231877198853_644713853_4354931_843128_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417321253161566674" border="0" /&gt;NICE ?? ~~ HEHE ~~Later got some pictures more nice ~~ ALL pictures were took by my be, MJ ~~ &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3693156664910734006?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3693156664910734006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2-cont-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3693156664910734006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3693156664910734006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2-cont-2.html' title='Trip (2) Cont. (2)'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vvq3i2vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/E985cS449Tk/s72-c/16532_231877398853_644713853_4354959_5947582_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8704145145539455472</id><published>2009-12-20T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:07:12.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (2) Cont.</title><content type='html'>...Continue ~~&lt;br /&gt;After 1 hour and 30mins we waited and we played...then we changed our clothes to swimming trunks..&lt;br /&gt;ALL ~~??? GOGOGOG !! ATTACK THE BEACH !!!&lt;br /&gt;First..we too boring..and no idea what to do...I gave an idea;bury myself @@ (LOLZ)&lt;br /&gt;Then ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4tr8r5oBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5nDptxlpKD8/s1600-h/16532_231877343853_644713853_4354951_3147251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4tr8r5oBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5nDptxlpKD8/s400/16532_231877343853_644713853_4354951_3147251_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417317634821169170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEHE ~~..I gave the idea again ; TO BUILD A SAND CASTLE..(With hands TT)&lt;br /&gt;We built the sand castle by our hands (LOLZ)..Without water??&lt;br /&gt;No way..All of them busy on their hands.. and I helped to transfer water (TT) [Liked run few times of 100M] =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4uRsIyXaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-L9UFSCPQcI/s1600-h/16532_231877348853_644713853_4354952_8334283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4uRsIyXaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-L9UFSCPQcI/s400/16532_231877348853_644713853_4354952_8334283_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417318283213954466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See I picked a shell ?? While I looking for the Plastic bags and I picked some shell to decorate HEHE ~~And Mj's mom captured &gt;&lt; ~~ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ug6bXA-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/IIdqqFt-qSc/s1600-h/16532_231877358853_644713853_4354953_7939243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ug6bXA-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/IIdqqFt-qSc/s400/16532_231877358853_644713853_4354953_7939243_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417318544747987938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our hands and sweat built a "Turtle Sandcastle" HEHEZ ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4u5A2NUdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qMOFXXWudsU/s1600-h/16532_231877333853_644713853_4354949_3435948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4u5A2NUdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qMOFXXWudsU/s400/16532_231877333853_644713853_4354949_3435948_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417318958788071890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Donoe what It is...but captured...since they are..weird bugs @@ and a lot of it at the beach chairs ~ @@ LOLZ..&lt;br /&gt;There were relax ~ and nice ~~ Made me so comfortable to take some fresh air ~~ HEHEZ ~&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards..we built our sandcastle and took some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;Took a wash and jumped into the swimming pool again ~~ !! HEHE &gt;&lt; !!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vY09XPQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ob99-5ttDZE/s1600-h/16532_231877373853_644713853_4354955_3261135_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vY09XPQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ob99-5ttDZE/s400/16532_231877373853_644713853_4354955_3261135_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417319505352670466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vgeka6gI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/--El6zHnhnI/s1600-h/16532_231877383853_644713853_4354957_5716372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4vgeka6gI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/--El6zHnhnI/s400/16532_231877383853_644713853_4354957_5716372_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417319636781427202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8704145145539455472?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8704145145539455472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2-cont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8704145145539455472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8704145145539455472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2-cont.html' title='Trip (2) Cont.'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4tr8r5oBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5nDptxlpKD8/s72-c/16532_231877343853_644713853_4354951_3147251_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-562967119603480079</id><published>2009-12-20T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T05:57:41.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (2)</title><content type='html'>2009 December 20 , 2137 , Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd day at Lumut..&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning , 5am =.= woke by be,MJ..Nvm..&lt;br /&gt;It's 7am then all ppl woke up @@..Guess what ?? We all played cards at that time..&lt;br /&gt;HEHEz..Then about 8..we changed clothes and went to buffet..(SO damn lot ppl ) @@&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning we saw a monkey &gt;&lt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4pH33DRaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VM8n2q3yQC0/s400/16532_231877243853_644713853_4354938_7811182_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417312617003959714" border="0" /&gt;LOL LOL ~~ Don't know which way it's looking at..Maybe finding a mate HEHEZ&lt;br /&gt;Then..We grabbed a plate and picked what we wanted to eat &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4rbSGhBuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6I30-DnoplM/s1600-h/16532_231877258853_644713853_4354939_1467997_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4rbSGhBuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6I30-DnoplM/s400/16532_231877258853_644713853_4354939_1467997_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417315149488916194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made this and I ate it WAHAHAHA ~~ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4rm8qDjpI/AAAAAAAAADY/ytz-8aMfB00/s1600-h/16532_231877268853_644713853_4354940_7282882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4rm8qDjpI/AAAAAAAAADY/ytz-8aMfB00/s400/16532_231877268853_644713853_4354940_7282882_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417315349890829970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiong hui made this..He ate alot @@ lolz..&lt;br /&gt;So soon..We had our breakfast~~Then we headed to beach &gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4r0AbmLTI/AAAAAAAAADg/zJpNLxsSWHA/s1600-h/16532_231877273853_644713853_4354941_6149670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4r0AbmLTI/AAAAAAAAADg/zJpNLxsSWHA/s400/16532_231877273853_644713853_4354941_6149670_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417315574242225458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4r63-cKhI/AAAAAAAAADo/i3ucg0H2LJA/s1600-h/16532_231877293853_644713853_4354944_5207378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4r63-cKhI/AAAAAAAAADo/i3ucg0H2LJA/s400/16532_231877293853_644713853_4354944_5207378_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417315692231535122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4sCQ9o6ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/8wMFW72LLvk/s1600-h/16532_231877288853_644713853_4354943_3016598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4sCQ9o6ZI/AAAAAAAAADw/8wMFW72LLvk/s400/16532_231877288853_644713853_4354943_3016598_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417315819198146962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught up with them &gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4sTJKUsBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QOZJabZeDF4/s1600-h/16532_231877298853_644713853_4354945_3006506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4sTJKUsBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QOZJabZeDF4/s400/16532_231877298853_644713853_4354945_3006506_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417316109161639954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice view ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4skkwCS9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u5y3nVDEdas/s1600-h/16532_231877303853_644713853_4354946_348171_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4skkwCS9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u5y3nVDEdas/s400/16532_231877303853_644713853_4354946_348171_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417316408625351634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What you guys see ?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Then..we reached the beach...&lt;br /&gt;Swea yan so excited till play sand..So do we...&lt;br /&gt;Then we took of our slippers and ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4stl_eY4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/d5-Kfi5QH10/s1600-h/16532_231877318853_644713853_4354947_1881847_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4stl_eY4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/d5-Kfi5QH10/s400/16532_231877318853_644713853_4354947_1881847_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417316563577365378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Build a small pyramid castle &gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4s7xtro4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/wWhkXKz0rAM/s1600-h/16532_231877328853_644713853_4354948_6114628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4s7xtro4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/wWhkXKz0rAM/s400/16532_231877328853_644713853_4354948_6114628_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417316807242130306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sand was warm..&gt;&lt; and they very excited to play...&lt;br /&gt;So we played sand..then we decided to wait for our eaten food to disgest..&lt;br /&gt;Then..we headed to room to wait and played cards ~~ HEHE ~&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned for next ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-562967119603480079?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/562967119603480079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/562967119603480079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/562967119603480079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-2.html' title='Trip (2)'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4pH33DRaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VM8n2q3yQC0/s72-c/16532_231877243853_644713853_4354938_7811182_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7184609949374753167</id><published>2009-12-20T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T05:36:26.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip (1)</title><content type='html'>2009 December 20 , 2030 , Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gonna take you all to my trip &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;now..we were="" going="" kuala="" selangor="" to="" have="" your="" lunch="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4iEpG0HqI/AAAAAAAAABw/HNmBq5OY5rM/s1600-h/16532_231889608853_644713853_4355035_6943513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4iEpG0HqI/AAAAAAAAABw/HNmBq5OY5rM/s400/16532_231889608853_644713853_4355035_6943513_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417304864922541730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way..we having our lunch..then..they were..em..took boat passed by... @@&lt;br /&gt;After had our lovely lunch, we get back our way to there..&lt;br /&gt;And we slept agn @@..Lolz..&lt;br /&gt;Then..??? WE COULDN'T STAND OUR BLADDER =.= So we??&lt;br /&gt;GO PEE =.= Think about that toilet =.=..Si bei  ding.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4iVPCGkzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bsF3LjBmdGk/s1600-h/16532_231889613853_644713853_4355036_6635614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4iVPCGkzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bsF3LjBmdGk/s400/16532_231889613853_644713853_4355036_6635614_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417305149981233970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place b4 going to toilet @@..(WISSSSSHH !!! Water Effect [Lolz!])&lt;br /&gt;NICE ?? Come get see some things ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ivhUMmEI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZQkHojZDsX0/s1600-h/16532_231889623853_644713853_4355037_7202330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4ivhUMmEI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZQkHojZDsX0/s400/16532_231889623853_644713853_4355037_7202330_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417305601565562946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This damn toilet =.= Beh tahan liao still need to charge me RM 0.30 !!! =.= That time didn't bring wallet =.= (Swea yan lent me ) [Pai Seh] haha..&lt;br /&gt;Come and see what our Photographer ,Mr.Mj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4j1FCs9cI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A-CSQAhv5Tc/s1600-h/16532_231889638853_644713853_4355039_241944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4j1FCs9cI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A-CSQAhv5Tc/s400/16532_231889638853_644713853_4355039_241944_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417306796566836674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This more nice..The sunlight &gt;&lt; ~~~ We going to reach our destination ~~~ ^^ HOHO Then now..We reached..took about 30mins =.= waliu ~~ Get some look on what Mj captured ~~^^ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4kmy9dTQI/AAAAAAAAACY/TfZUdLU-FUo/s1600-h/16532_231877143853_644713853_4354923_1667584_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4kmy9dTQI/AAAAAAAAACY/TfZUdLU-FUo/s400/16532_231877143853_644713853_4354923_1667584_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417307650706459906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garden + swimming pool @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4k6-mF4TI/AAAAAAAAACg/aUX5HvFHuLY/s1600-h/16532_231877153853_644713853_4354924_4594177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4k6-mF4TI/AAAAAAAAACg/aUX5HvFHuLY/s400/16532_231877153853_644713853_4354924_4594177_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417307997427065138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4lFuNE1zI/AAAAAAAAACo/jkfhA0V0ezw/s1600-h/16532_231877158853_644713853_4354925_1406082_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4lFuNE1zI/AAAAAAAAACo/jkfhA0V0ezw/s400/16532_231877158853_644713853_4354925_1406082_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417308182005733170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Tree (Fake lol~) nice view TOO &gt;&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4lVbYzBTI/AAAAAAAAACw/slGZ3nB1kvQ/s1600-h/16532_231889643853_644713853_4355040_6904783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4lVbYzBTI/AAAAAAAAACw/slGZ3nB1kvQ/s400/16532_231889643853_644713853_4355040_6904783_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417308451832530226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were damn excited that time ~ &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; ~~ Nice feelings ~!!&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;Evening and night..(No pictures TT)&lt;br /&gt;Then..we had our dinner..Si bei long time @@&lt;br /&gt;But worth to wait..about 30mins..we reached that restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;Ate Oyster and all things la ~~(Forgot what we ate @@)&lt;br /&gt;Then saw some girls..and back to room..&lt;br /&gt;In our room..DAMN SONG!!&lt;br /&gt;Played cards and chat..Then about 10pm..We watched "Final Destination 4"&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring to me since i watched=.=...&lt;br /&gt;Then ?? I fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with my babe , MJ ~~ WAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;1 am only slept =.= then..woke by mj.. =.= at 5am..MY GOSH..So damn tired...&lt;br /&gt;That's for Trip (1)&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/now..we&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7184609949374753167?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7184609949374753167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7184609949374753167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7184609949374753167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-1.html' title='Trip (1)'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/Sy4iEpG0HqI/AAAAAAAAABw/HNmBq5OY5rM/s72-c/16532_231889608853_644713853_4355035_6943513_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-9188078188607768108</id><published>2009-12-15T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:04:35.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIP TRIP ~~</title><content type='html'>2009 December 16,Wednesday,0857&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;The date the trip have come ~! !!!! THAT'S TODAY ~~ HEHE~&lt;br /&gt;Luggage,bags and junk food (rubbish food) @@&lt;br /&gt;HEHE ~~..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there are not picture in this post but it will be soon in next few post.. @@&lt;br /&gt;And of course you guys' gift ?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Lolz..If I have left my money buy you all..^^&lt;br /&gt;Excited and happy @@ HOHO ~~&lt;br /&gt;This morning was a good morning, since the sun was at the sky radiant to us and of course "smiling" ? (LOLZ)&lt;br /&gt;Hope these days no raining..@@ Opps..It shouldn't &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Can sun bathing..swimming..do some stupid stuff ?? @@ LOLZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-9188078188607768108?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9188078188607768108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9188078188607768108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9188078188607768108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-trip.html' title='TRIP TRIP ~~'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1860238354207100135</id><published>2009-12-14T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:52:29.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew...</title><content type='html'>2009 December 15,Tuesday,12.37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 15/12 ~~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Ming Hui , Poh Sin , Shoon Yi ~~&lt;br /&gt;HOHO...Once you all grew bigger a bit le ~~ &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday yo ~~ although i cant attend @@&lt;br /&gt;And of course..Today kinda busy for the trip which held the next day 16/12 &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Later gonna buy a lot of things &gt;&lt; Junk foods,carbonic drinks, and bla bla bla ~&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a nice trip for me..(since long time no go out and it's 1st time trip with friends &gt;&lt; ) HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to buy present/gift for my friends..if I have enough of money..(HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,it's a beach there..hope can be more relax at there..&lt;br /&gt;And of course..don't rain la..&lt;br /&gt;It'll be very happy and enjoyable trip..&lt;br /&gt;Hope can forget about unhappy things..&lt;br /&gt;Feelings..(==)&lt;br /&gt;"It's so hard to accept the fact,you're gone forever"..&lt;br /&gt;Lolz..@@...speechless lur ~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..later gonna go out with mom..buy RUBBISH LUR !~~~~!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;HEHEZ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;STAY TUNED&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1860238354207100135?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1860238354207100135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/phew.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1860238354207100135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1860238354207100135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/phew.html' title='Phew...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7608106324965742116</id><published>2009-12-13T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:27:02.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it interesting ??</title><content type='html'>2009 December 14 ,Monday,10.10a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early morning I woke up;7.30a.m.(not really early @@)&lt;br /&gt;Wake up so early for ?? (Basketball..HEHEZ)&lt;br /&gt;After playing ball ball~~ HOHO..&lt;br /&gt;Straight back to my home sweet home..Tired ==&lt;br /&gt;Yawn..&lt;br /&gt;On the way..my mind was working @@..&lt;br /&gt;Saw cars driving at a high speed and some people standing..(What your mind thinking ?? huh ?? O.o? )&lt;br /&gt;Cars are moving at a high speed and standing peoples are unmoving..&lt;br /&gt;So..Let cars as a force..as a unstoppable force..and peoples who standing as object..as unmoving object..&lt;br /&gt;If car drives at a high speed and crushes a people;&lt;br /&gt;So an unstoppable force meet an unmoving object ?? &lt;br /&gt;An accident was happened just when car crushes people down or people got knocked down by car..&lt;br /&gt;Does the car stop ?? Or people move ??&lt;br /&gt;So do the force stop down and get some rest??&lt;br /&gt;Or the unmoving object start to move and try to do somethings ??&lt;br /&gt;You will choose car or people ?? Force or object ?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Will you move or stop ?? @@&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you all people will say..don't let them meet together then no question to ask about..&lt;br /&gt;But how about "If" ?? or "In case" ?? Just the 1% [Someone might know this @@]&lt;br /&gt;Somethings will come in a split seconds and you'll meet some condition in a wink of eyes..(Dead ?? O.O?) [Guess so]&lt;br /&gt;So something/scene doesn't worth to appreciate..&lt;br /&gt;This post is coming to an end..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe peoples will say it's a blank,an can't understanding post,Wrong title of it,boring or not interesting..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,just enjoy your life ~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7608106324965742116?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7608106324965742116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/does-it-interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7608106324965742116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7608106324965742116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/does-it-interesting.html' title='Does it interesting ??'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-9168634725537724096</id><published>2009-12-12T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:23:29.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomia</title><content type='html'>2009 December 12 , Saturday , 21.33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sicks of these ==&lt;br /&gt;Tired but can't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is this..this..this..thing ?? ==&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of this ==..&lt;br /&gt;Hope can sleep well and get a nice dream.. ==&lt;br /&gt;but really can't ==&lt;br /&gt;Faint..==&lt;br /&gt;Must be rolling around the bed half hour or an hour.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Some else still can't get sleep..&lt;br /&gt;What had happened to me ?? =.=&lt;br /&gt;Boring stuff ==...&lt;br /&gt;Hope got any medicine can cure this ==..&lt;br /&gt;By eating sleeping pills?? (Mom not allow) =.=&lt;br /&gt;SIENZ == &lt;br /&gt;Anyway..enjoy your holiday ~&lt;br /&gt;End of post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-9168634725537724096?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9168634725537724096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired-but-cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9168634725537724096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9168634725537724096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired-but-cant-sleep.html' title='Insomia'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3619365013319370155</id><published>2009-12-09T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:46:43.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LieszZZ</title><content type='html'>2009 December 10 , Thursday , 10.21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn ==..&lt;br /&gt;Morning had a played for basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Yawn ==..&lt;br /&gt;Back home had a cup of coffee..&lt;br /&gt;Yawn ==..&lt;br /&gt;Tired..&lt;br /&gt;Yawn ==..&lt;br /&gt;A white lie for you..because ??&lt;br /&gt;A lie for friends..because ??&lt;br /&gt;It's indifferent..&lt;br /&gt;Never mind..You wouldn't know..so I didn't need to explain so much..&lt;br /&gt;Really Yawn.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Deja Wu ==..Wtf ==..Keep thinking about those image...O.o?&lt;br /&gt;So soon..So soon..==&lt;br /&gt;Getting boring..&lt;br /&gt;I ain't a people..like...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I lie..??&lt;br /&gt;Lying was good ?? ( sure bad la ==)&lt;br /&gt;So do I..must make a white lie to someone..&lt;br /&gt;But whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Actually what a blank post of this..==&lt;br /&gt;A lie for a friend..Lies for friends..&lt;br /&gt;So do people trust me ?? (Asking Bullshit)&lt;br /&gt;So..It doesn't matter..&lt;br /&gt;A life must be meaningful such as Story do ?? (LOLZ !)&lt;br /&gt;Of course..but..what and how you make it so meaningful..?? you ask yourself please..&lt;br /&gt;I ain't superman or some else like Psycho to guess what the hack you thinking about..&lt;br /&gt;So..the answer was wrong..and..got punishment or disappointed?? (LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;Sicks ==..&lt;br /&gt;It was so..meaningless..and..I can't even use any adjective to..describe..==&lt;br /&gt;Mind + brain = Do so much things that we can't even expected &lt;br /&gt;Useless + meaningless + speechless ?? (O.o?) + wordless(==) = boring things (OF COURSE!)&lt;br /&gt;People do trust it'll be good but it's going to ruin (It's fate) &lt;br /&gt;People do trust but not me..Please.. == It's..sick ==..&lt;br /&gt;Feelings..?? Like ??? How many days?? How many %% ?? Do you need to calculate your feelings in Mathematical Form ?? (LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;OK..People also do trust..love and feelings' life WERE GOOD !!  (LOLZ! It should be @@)&lt;br /&gt;Ya..It should be..F***ing good..@@&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies,Characteristics,Personality weren't the identical..So how ?? ==&lt;br /&gt;Never mind..Let it passed..Backwards and discuss = Useless..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..Bullshit things a lot in this Blank post..&lt;br /&gt;But just type to let off my feelings ~~ @@&lt;br /&gt;My words ?? @@?? Weren't clear enough ??? (Whatever)&lt;br /&gt;So do now..I JUST talk/explain once..Right now this part you guys don't know what shit I'm talking about..(nvm)&lt;br /&gt;What means helping ?? Can someone tell me ?? if you guys have a bulb on your head?? &lt;br /&gt;Please, Answer me if you can , I'll be very appreciate..Thanks anyway ~~(Anyone) &lt;br /&gt;Lol Things for Loler ~ &lt;br /&gt;Have a nice days guys ~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3619365013319370155?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3619365013319370155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/lieszzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3619365013319370155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3619365013319370155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/lieszzz.html' title='LieszZZ'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2730241489713365014</id><published>2009-12-06T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:14:42.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repeating..</title><content type='html'>2009 December 7 , Monday, 1303&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..???&lt;br /&gt;Today not much things to say..about my life ==&lt;br /&gt;Just..feelings and activities..==&lt;br /&gt;It's getting sick..==&lt;br /&gt;Ok..Let's start.. (Laugh Out Loud in "==" mode ) &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday..a same problem again -Can't sleep well without any reason..&lt;br /&gt;On my bed, I rolled don't know how many times and I still couldn't get sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I really got a problem == 2 a.m. only slept..ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;The next morning,Today,suddenly woke up at 730 @@..Without alarm and woke up and went basketball court play basketball with frenzZZZZ..&lt;br /&gt;Skip part..(not willing to type ==)&lt;br /&gt;Back home..And turn on my computer JUST LIKE NOW ! and listen to song..&lt;br /&gt;Keep repeat 2 songs..(Feeling like TOO BORING ?? That asked in your mind ?? )&lt;br /&gt;Listen to song or music is a good people instead of without song or music..&lt;br /&gt;Repeating these songs; repeating my current steps on relationship..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I didn't grow any "INCH" == &lt;br /&gt;Still like that ?? Childish??Irresponsibility ??&lt;br /&gt;Never mind..Maybe That's really my characteristics..&lt;br /&gt;Sicks ==..&lt;br /&gt;Killing myself without any weapon not a good or right things..&lt;br /&gt;But I still wouldn't speak it out and it's useless also..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys have a good day ~ &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2730241489713365014?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2730241489713365014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/repeating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2730241489713365014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2730241489713365014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/repeating.html' title='Repeating..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3429662650433788177</id><published>2009-12-05T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:32:14.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's...??</title><content type='html'>2009 December 6 ,Sunday , 12.21pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you..I miss you..&lt;br /&gt;Writing this kind of things in blog, feeling uncomfortable ?? &lt;br /&gt;For me, I always do..but..will you hear it ?? Maybe yes , Maybe not&lt;br /&gt;But at least..those words and feelings stay at your Inbox before..&lt;br /&gt;These days , you busy and I don't blame anything on you but I felt I were lost..&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing throughout the day..==&lt;br /&gt;Send a message..and you were'nt to reply..and I could only wait and wait..&lt;br /&gt;Looking the time was flying..My mind was uncontrolable to think a lot of things..&lt;br /&gt;My heart was keep pumping my blood unconstantly that I could feel..&lt;br /&gt;It drove me crazy so soon..&lt;br /&gt;Where's the moment that we needed the most ?? Maybe we didn't have it at all..&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop my brain..I hope my brain can rest awhile..&lt;br /&gt;Mom said I got mentally problems..especially my brain..&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking a lot of things wouldn't help me at all..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to action anymore..I'm afraid sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me smile before?? Or just grin ?? &lt;br /&gt;3 days that I couldn't :)..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe only YiHui can do that..== &lt;br /&gt;Anyway..It will be alright as I thought..@@&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go..See ya `&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3429662650433788177?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3429662650433788177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3429662650433788177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3429662650433788177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheres.html' title='Where&apos;s...??'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-9074086169501777365</id><published>2009-12-04T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:52:10.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...??</title><content type='html'>2009 December 5, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近都没写部落..不想把心情写在这..&lt;br /&gt;自己把事情收着也没什么不好..&lt;br /&gt;跟别人哭诉..会怕别人对其他人有偏见或什么..&lt;br /&gt;还是自己收着安全..少一个人知道..少一个人担心..&lt;br /&gt;最近都蛮闷得..没什么事做..在家闷了整天..&lt;br /&gt;最近都蛮不知道怎么说..算了不想多说..也没人会管..&lt;br /&gt;自己做自己的事..不想别人涉及..不然..别人担心..就不好了...&lt;br /&gt;反正又不是什么大事..想自己解决..&lt;br /&gt;16，17，18/December， 终于可以跟朋友们去旅游..&lt;br /&gt;有大哥明玉..自恋的雄辉..不是很熟悉的凯琦（抱歉不会写你的名字@@)..还有雪欣姐姐@@..&lt;br /&gt;明慧可错过了..没关系啦..下次再去吧 ^^&lt;br /&gt;希望这次的旅游能够很开心..毕竟很久没跟朋友去了..还去沙滩..听了都很开心..好期待..&lt;br /&gt;这次去呢..可能会买些手信给大家吧&gt;&lt;..也多拍些照片 ^^&lt;br /&gt;后会有期~~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-9074086169501777365?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9074086169501777365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9074086169501777365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9074086169501777365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='...??'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-934395003379412249</id><published>2009-11-07T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:57:50.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Tittle</title><content type='html'>2009 November 8 , 0852&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New months..Guess all the things are new ?? New stuff?? &lt;br /&gt;Em..maybe..&lt;br /&gt;But to me I hope it is..hoping it will step forwards..&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to reduce the speed and take it by a pace a pace..&lt;br /&gt;I no need to take back my "rewards"?? or give back something to me..&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to appreciate and use it and I'll get happiness..&lt;br /&gt;I don't think too much..I just walk or step..&lt;br /&gt;I hope my step wouldn't gone too far with you..&lt;br /&gt;A pair of couple is to make an interesting and memories story to both..&lt;br /&gt;I do to..&lt;br /&gt;Not much things to say..not feeling to put my feeling on blogs..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-934395003379412249?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/934395003379412249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-tittle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/934395003379412249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/934395003379412249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-tittle.html' title='No Tittle'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-414542271957113779</id><published>2009-10-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:32:01.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>下雨天了~</title><content type='html'>2009 October 28 , 1324&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a raining day today.&lt;br /&gt;Patches of dark clouds were look scary in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;We all were gambling in the class while you were learning Japanese language.&lt;br /&gt;Raining day~~Raining day~~&lt;br /&gt;13.10;all classes of student were released at this time.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to APD Room and found you but weren't you there??&lt;br /&gt;You told me the class released at 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;My thought told me that you went somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see Cynthia or Poh Sin. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you with them and already back home. It just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;So I did to find you. Wait you at hall but still couldn't find you.&lt;br /&gt;Continue waiting you appear.&lt;br /&gt;Could see every of my friends except you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my thought was right; you with them and back home ??&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can back home safety since it is a heavy rain now.&lt;br /&gt;Typing this post and blessing you.&lt;br /&gt;Unnesasarry that I can find you every time but I hope my patience can wait until you appear.&lt;br /&gt;Back home safety, my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-414542271957113779?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/414542271957113779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO~~ HAHA～～HEHE～～XIXI ~~&lt;br /&gt;不要在想那么多了～～&lt;br /&gt;相信你跟我自己～～想太多也等于０&lt;br /&gt;所以嘞，跟你在一起的时间都需要珍惜和感谢&lt;br /&gt;和～～～不知道了～～～就珍惜～～ HOHO ~~&lt;br /&gt;没有太多的想法是对感情最坦白的吧～～&lt;br /&gt;所以～～我～不~要~再~想~太~多~了~&lt;br /&gt;ＷＡＨＡＡＨＨＡＨＡ～～&lt;br /&gt;Ｏ．ｏ？&lt;br /&gt;不知道该写什么了～～～就End of post吧～～&lt;br /&gt;还有～～大家开心～～～HAHA HOHO HEHE XIXI ~~~&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAY ~~~ &lt;br /&gt;不要再闲了啦~~~没工做就去~~逛街~打球~睡觉（休息的时候啦）~看戏咯~~&lt;br /&gt;阿不然~~就~~~旅行噜~~还有还有~~就~~~去朋友家过夜噜~~&lt;br /&gt;打机？？不知道~~&lt;br /&gt;还有还有~~去~~去~~~你喜欢的地方吧~~&lt;br /&gt;哈哈~~~&lt;br /&gt;End of post le ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7952160305638243704?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7952160305638243704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7952160305638243704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7952160305638243704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoho.html' title='HOHO ~'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5275656014948645186</id><published>2009-10-22T22:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:29:19.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>话题是少了吗？？还是我脑袋空了？？</title><content type='html'>2009 October 23 , 1318&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放学了~~，刚刚从学校回来~..&lt;br /&gt;今天天气好好~~就只是下午不好~&lt;br /&gt;今早还蛮早起的~~是因为弄了些东西给你`~&lt;br /&gt;希望喝了喉咙会好些些..不过你的喉咙好了~~就收着吧~&lt;br /&gt;在学校闷闷的一整个早上..就只是无聊的一些活动..&lt;br /&gt;活动里..感觉今天没什么跟你聊到..就没关系啦~&lt;br /&gt;回到家也一样的能够跟你聊~&lt;br /&gt;在学校感觉自己脑袋空空的..没有话题..&lt;br /&gt;好像好笨笨的..可是有些东西..会是确定的..&lt;br /&gt;也是个不能说的秘密~也只能对着你说~我~~~~~~不能post在这..~~有人会投诉~~&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;只能对着你说的笨~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;给你温暖的手竟然是我这个笨蛋给的&gt;&lt;你也体会到那个暖~现在想起来，都很"&gt;&lt;",希望未来的我们能够比以前更开心~~^^&lt;br /&gt;记得要多多喝水~~ &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4776633962520351694?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4776633962520351694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4776633962520351694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4776633962520351694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;以后会很坦白，很诚实，很爱护你，照顾你，陪伴你~&lt;br /&gt;过每一天~&lt;br /&gt;一起开心~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1857335368226515300?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1857335368226515300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1857335368226515300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1857335368226515300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_20.html' 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(EM..Maybe but lazy)&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind..we can do what we want right ?? I hope SO AS OUR FRIENDS~~&lt;br /&gt;Be more happier..It seem like more..em..lack of something ??&lt;br /&gt;Why all people seem like so.."down" ??&lt;br /&gt;Never mind..Something better do not figure too much..As friends we can only help them..&lt;br /&gt;The most succeed is themselves..So DO OUR FRIENDS !!!&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning..Sleep like a pig..Just woke up ~ =..=&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking about yesterday stuff that we chat..&lt;br /&gt;Summer holidays or Holidays is the most challenging things I ever meet..&lt;br /&gt;I worry about how if I have a blackout in my brain..Some else nothing to chat..&lt;br /&gt;But..This is the problems for me..&lt;br /&gt;So I do challenge this..Since we want to.......&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5695086249440285705?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;过过过过..就跟大伙们去kfc..坐在那..看着你的背影..虽然没什么机会能够接近你..就算接近你..可能都没什么话说吧..大伙们都说那么多话..没关系..&lt;br /&gt;就只想看着你..的背影..你的..动作..&lt;br /&gt;时间过得很快..大伙们回家了..我们就搭巴士..&lt;br /&gt;过后我们还提议..去喝啤酒..听到心都爽..等下就去买了..再喝的够！！！！&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5407488783657426057?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5407488783657426057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5407488783657426057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5407488783657426057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_14.html' title='不知道给什么题目，就看看吧..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2530228264859034631</id><published>2009-10-12T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:52:47.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>噢给的吧 2</title><content type='html'>2009 October 12 , 2337&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚刚就忙了点..现在仍然还没过十二点..&lt;br /&gt;还是不想睡..听着"浪漫手机"...“轨迹”...&lt;br /&gt;头脑想些什么丫..考试的我..还在想其他的..&lt;br /&gt;明天就尽量吧..你们也一样..&lt;br /&gt;很想像上次一样..灌醉自己..舒舒服服地让人关心..&lt;br /&gt;都可以说是..蛮醉的吧..躺在地上..站着..跪着..靠着墙壁..说了很多很不好听的话..&lt;br /&gt;虽然现在想起..都觉得..说出来很舒服..可是心里还是有的吗？？&lt;br /&gt;暂时不说吧..等到被灌醉..躺在床上..舒舒服服..虽然听起来蛮懒惰..蛮依赖的..&lt;br /&gt;不过感觉很好..能说完心里的话？？能大喊??能让别人关心？？&lt;br /&gt;那晚看起来醉醉的我..朋友们..奕晖，镇宇..都看起来..蛮关心我的..&lt;br /&gt;你的信息一来..看起来都特别的关心吧？？可能怕发生什么..突然的关心..就算是那一封信息..我都睁大我的眼睛..看了读了..都感觉很甜..&lt;br /&gt;不要求第二次或第三次的那种关心..有了这一次..都很开心..以后少喝了吧..都噢给的..&lt;br /&gt;2349 了..很夜了..好想好想..有.....不说啦..自己收起来吧~~&lt;br /&gt;晚安了..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2530228264859034631?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2530228264859034631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/2_12.html#comment-form' title='0 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2315&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天是PMR的最后第二天..大家都开始很放松了..脸上都少了些皱纹..都可以说是考完了..&lt;br /&gt;感觉考完试应该会很开心，会很放松，会要开始去玩去癫..&lt;br /&gt;可对我来说..感觉就是我要面对我的困难-大放假..&lt;br /&gt;考试前..个个都会过来问我很多问题..说怎么做，说要怎么解释..&lt;br /&gt;做个好人，毕竟知识是可以分享的..说了，解释了，也做了..&lt;br /&gt;相信都学到了吧？？考试都很好吧？？考试对我来说算是一个不能讨论，不能看书，不能问的一个复习..&lt;br /&gt;每个考试..平常心去做..没什么大不了..做完就想着你..再不然就想着如何沟通..说话..接近你..多聊点..&lt;br /&gt;满脑袋除了学业..家人..你..和朋友们..可是如果要我自己去找自己的活动..就只能找你..除了你，还是你..现在的我..对着电脑不是听歌..就是看看MSN，部落格下..就算了..&lt;br /&gt;感觉考完试..没活动..难道要对着电脑24小时？？跟朋友们去嘛嘛档坐坐，喝酒？？可能在这个假期的你..都很多活动吧...跟你的朋友去玩..算了吧..也许自己没活动..呆在家..买多多零食..多多啤酒..睡醒就吃..看看电脑..打下球..晚上..就..想自己一个人静，喝下闷酒..自己反省一下..要怎么样走下一步.. A pace although just easy out from our mouth but it is hard to action in our life..isn't?&lt;br /&gt;一步一步一步慢慢来走..应该都噢给的吧..那么快也不好..&lt;br /&gt;明天考华语..现在突然的睡不着..又没有墨汁和毛笔..就算了..&lt;br /&gt;应该也都是噢给的啦..少那几分..&lt;br /&gt;突然间想着..如果发生意外躺在医院的我..现在可能就在黑暗中沉睡吧..可能吧..&lt;br /&gt;这篇就到此..等下再继续..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2533501515630044562?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2533501515630044562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2533501515630044562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;又因为考试而心情很烦吧？？看到你这样..我在旁边都不知道怎么样..&lt;br /&gt;要说什么都不知道..只有试着..问你一些问题..答到就答~~..&lt;br /&gt;上课考试了..临五分钟前..我都为你祈祷..希望你能做答..希望你能好好地做..好好地想那个答案..&lt;br /&gt;我自己都噢给..心里最担心的是你..我很噢给..我希望能够帮你..可真的希望我可以帮..考试后再看吧..&lt;br /&gt;刚刚打球..一大班的人..打球..羽球..篮球..会来后..整身湿湿的..可能你不喜欢吧..好像..我想跟着你..你都往我的交叉的地方走..或许我真的流汗后很不能看吧..样子问题吧..算了..&lt;br /&gt;电话又没钱了..有不能找你..有时心会很烦..真的不知道怎么的说..有时是我错失机会..我太过主动？？很想跳下步..不过还是不要吧..感觉很不真实？？可能可能..有时很想真的很真心的说我爱你..不过都可能没什么反应..给我的话我都可能没反应吧？？还是会的啦..女孩子没反应就都是噢给的啦..&lt;br /&gt;考试后问题能够解决吗？？算了吧..明天的事都不知道更何况是考试后的事..只能走一步看一步吧..&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4463028180834953492?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4463028180834953492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4463028180834953492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4463028180834953492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_08.html' title='不知道怎么的说'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4794030042728175769</id><published>2009-10-07T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T04:10:47.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>累累为了你</title><content type='html'>2009 October 7 , 1904&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天就是PMR的第一天~~&lt;br /&gt;考得蛮好的..就国语还噢给的啦~~哈哈~~&lt;br /&gt;就考试都蛮累的~也不知道为什么..&lt;br /&gt;可能昨晚太过迟睡了吧~不过脑海想的仿佛不是什么怎么写什么要点~&lt;br /&gt;就想着一个人`~就是你~~&lt;br /&gt;脑海无法离开的视线~~就只有你在10月5号的摸样~~&lt;br /&gt;很想你~~就把作文写完~~然后继续想你~~&lt;br /&gt;今天你们一起来我家~~就一起读吧~~有读~~&lt;br /&gt;可是你看起来很累哦？？没关系~~&lt;br /&gt;休息吧~~^^刚刚就离开我家了~~开始坐在这写部落各~~想起你~~&lt;br /&gt;希望你加油丫～～大家都加油～～呼呼～～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4794030042728175769?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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title='非凡的感觉~~'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1561377526971129288</id><published>2009-10-03T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:22:39.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>感觉3</title><content type='html'>2009 October 3 , 2357&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听着“不能说的秘密”；也就是刚刚就通完话..&lt;br /&gt;不知道该说些什么..不过真的很想说出心中的一些话..&lt;br /&gt;刚刚也真的说了我心中的一些话..感觉会很舒服当我说出来了..&lt;br /&gt;可我不知道..你会感到怎么样..会很突然？？还是很否认？？又还是我想太多？？&lt;br /&gt;我想我真的很想很想..说出来..它闷我的心蛮久的..有时很想发泄..很想说出来..&lt;br /&gt;可是我不能发泄..可是我不能说出来..刚说了出来..也不知道答案..就..先不理吧..毕竟考试考试考试..&lt;br /&gt;我很想亲你抱你..不过不行..毕竟你是好女孩..&lt;br /&gt;我很想你..不过我刚说的，你都说不要不行..我就不要不行吧..&lt;br /&gt;发泄..你有教过我怎么发泄，那就是哭出来..说出来..我就不能说出来..没什么对象..有试着去哭出来..可我的泪就是在眼膜里..出不来..出不来不如不要出来，收回去滴进心里慢慢地让它流走..&lt;br /&gt;上几星期..我的心都是蛮硬的..这两天都感觉心..快暖化了..&lt;br /&gt;不过我还是爱你..可有些事还是不能？？&lt;br /&gt;有时我真的觉得我多想了..我不去想..想太多也没用..&lt;br /&gt;我的幻想刚刚就跟你说了..知道我的幻想是没可能发生的..是没可能的..&lt;br /&gt;你说，如果达成不到就还是继续幻想就像走回原点..&lt;br /&gt;那我就现在写了我现在的心情..真的好想好想重逢再来..可我是否又想太多了呢？&lt;br /&gt;现在又听着“最幸福的事”，知道吗..每次在哪都好..只要看到你..只要能够看到你..只要都能聊几句..只要真的能够在你身旁..都真的是觉得最幸福的事..&lt;br /&gt;这首歌也说了..爱不是童话故事..一直那么快那么幸福那么好地两个相爱的人面对问题..&lt;br /&gt;真的很想好好好好地面对..无论真的是好是坏是伤是没事都好..我都不管..只要的是你的答案..&lt;br /&gt;不想强逼..就让时间告诉我们..&lt;br /&gt;也累了..不想多说..再见了..晚安..&lt;br /&gt;End of post..night pals..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1561377526971129288?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1561377526971129288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1561377526971129288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1561377526971129288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/3.html' title='感觉3'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6721918081953200420</id><published>2009-10-02T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T06:40:56.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>感觉2</title><content type='html'>2009 October 2 , 2121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚刚写了一篇,现在又想写一篇..&lt;br /&gt;过了两个小时又零二分..你终于回我了..&lt;br /&gt;虽然就几个字..看着你笑感觉就是很幸福的事..&lt;br /&gt;虽然就几个字..你的信息对我来说真的是能够让我很开心..&lt;br /&gt;虽然就几个字..你也可能在忙不过就这几个字我想你在这个时候真的很开心吧..&lt;br /&gt;现在就坐在电脑前..听着歌..想起以前的事..感觉以前的我..很坏..不应该那样..&lt;br /&gt;虽然我不敢在你面前说太多以前的事..怕你想起以前的那个我..&lt;br /&gt;所以我..都很没什么勇气想跟你说..对不起..我伤害了你..&lt;br /&gt;好啦..现在是现在吗..何必想起以前的事叻..重点是现在..&lt;br /&gt;现在我就当成你的一个小笨老师..你就是我的贝同学..&lt;br /&gt;就想..真的很想..就继续这样..想告诉你..how much I love you but maybe not this time..?&lt;br /&gt;没关系..just forget about it..You will know soon ba..&lt;br /&gt;一个人在家蛮舒服的..感觉..可以自由活动..想大喊..可文明社会就算了..&lt;br /&gt;你丫..就好好好好给我一个数学的A吧~~那你就有个奖励啦..&lt;br /&gt;当然也不列外..祝所有考生加油~~&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6721918081953200420?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6721918081953200420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6721918081953200420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6721918081953200420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/2.html' title='感觉2'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2689760882357790407</id><published>2009-10-02T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T06:11:50.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you in front of computer</title><content type='html'>2009 October 2 , 2107&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 2107, I'm writing this post..&lt;br /&gt;This moment; this time, I'm sitting in front of computer and waiting your message..&lt;br /&gt;Since you are going somewhere to have dinner..&lt;br /&gt;I just ate packed nasi lemak..&lt;br /&gt;After that, sitting in front of computer and trying to find some game for entertainment..&lt;br /&gt;But the more I play, the more I become moody just as now..&lt;br /&gt;Waiting phone to ring ring ; waiting your message to come..&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sit here and only can miss you now and listen to music..&lt;br /&gt;Brain is black-out now..empty brain..&lt;br /&gt;I want to find you..never mind ba `~ ^^ xixi..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2689760882357790407?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2689760882357790407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-you-in-front-of-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2689760882357790407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2689760882357790407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-you-in-front-of-computer.html' title='Miss you in front of computer'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6068762205408852008</id><published>2009-09-30T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:51:15.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOSH ~</title><content type='html'>2009 October 1 , 1447&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New MONTH !!! OCTOBER , 10 ~~!! WOSH ~~&lt;br /&gt;Today was Thrusday..and I absent to school..&lt;br /&gt;Lazy~~ see those bengkel already want to die..boring ~~&lt;br /&gt;So..Early in the morning..I woke up because I want to go toilet..afterwards....&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep back...Suffer..Still sleepy ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;Nerver mind..Just switch on computer..play game..&lt;br /&gt;about 10..find her..O.O..just woke up O.O&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo.. &gt;&lt;.. Never mind..After top up..WOSH ~ find her lur &gt;&lt; HEHEz&lt;br /&gt;Today was a quite good day since I'm free activities at home..except study..&lt;br /&gt;Study lor~~~ AND Study LOR ~~~ and find her lor ~~~ AND Find her LOR~~&lt;br /&gt;HEHEz..~~ &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; HEHE&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAY ~~&lt;br /&gt;End of Post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6068762205408852008?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6068762205408852008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/wosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6068762205408852008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6068762205408852008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/wosh.html' title='WOSH ~'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7573282492886207567</id><published>2009-09-29T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:41:57.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>感觉</title><content type='html'>2009 September 30 , 1327&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚刚放学不久就到家了..今天的心情并不是想象中的那么好..&lt;br /&gt;也不知道为什么会不好..就感觉今天在学校..每人能够聊..早上就和戴聊..&lt;br /&gt;不久老师叫拍照..拍咯拍咯..过后就像平时一样bengkel咯&lt;br /&gt;跟着她在她后面..就她的朋友们都在..就跟着咯..虽然今天很少聊..至少能给我看到她是非常开心..&lt;br /&gt;看着她的背影..仿佛让我觉得我不能没有她..&lt;br /&gt;可能现在还不是什么男女朋友..不过..能跟着她..感觉很好..&lt;br /&gt;最近都很少真人聊..不是朋友在，再不然就是可能很忙..&lt;br /&gt;即使有空间..可能也没什么能聊到..当有话题时，就朋友在或者其他因素..&lt;br /&gt;对我而言..没关系啦..毕竟她也蛮多人找的..不是老师就是朋友..没关系啦..&lt;br /&gt;放学后就到家进厨房..看到猪肠粉..就吃..可现在..猪肠粉..就在我身边..而我就在打着这一篇..&lt;br /&gt;平时吃得很快很爽..今天却吃起来..没什么..也很慢..&lt;br /&gt;现在的心情..没好到哪..真希望..有时她能够跟我几句..这听起来..感觉很悲..&lt;br /&gt;不过没关系啦..有她在的一天..能够看到她..我都满足..&lt;br /&gt;头脑满都是想着考试..和你..虽然..没什么在真人聊到很多..几句都很开心了~~^^&lt;br /&gt;End of post and Wish you all good luck~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7573282492886207567?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7573282492886207567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7573282492886207567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7573282492886207567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_29.html' title='感觉'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5798571708548135238</id><published>2009-09-28T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:18:10.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn miss ue``</title><content type='html'>2009 September 1956&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I damn miss you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking tired..But my brain can't even don't think about you..&lt;br /&gt;I damn miss you..I want to tell you..but maybe at this moment you are doing revision, bath or even dinner..&lt;br /&gt;Today was totally tired..I knew it..&lt;br /&gt;But..after PMR..feeling want to bring you to a place and just you and me..&lt;br /&gt;but..will it work ?? I hope..it will..&lt;br /&gt;This moment...and I don't know why..I damn miss you ~~..&lt;br /&gt;Want to see you..Want to date you..Want to have ‘那个’..&lt;br /&gt;but..all these things just only can out from mouth and can't it work..&lt;br /&gt;maybe..It isn't the time to go..&lt;br /&gt;But..anywhere I'll wait and wait..just very miss you..&lt;br /&gt;I love you..yn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5798571708548135238?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5798571708548135238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn-miss-ue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5798571708548135238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5798571708548135238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn-miss-ue.html' title='Damn miss ue``'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3195569685176094595</id><published>2009-09-25T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:07:56.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16</title><content type='html'>2009 September 26 , 1357&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16..? O.o?&lt;br /&gt;A mysterious thing in your mind ?? Sorry can't tell you..just for 'you' to know.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So soon, exam is coming soon le..I still..preparing quite..ok...&lt;br /&gt;But the most important is you..I promised to take care of you in anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be guardian angel ,provide me energy..&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be my lucky angel ,give me luck to face any problem..&lt;br /&gt;We should stand together and face all the problems that we will face soon... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3195569685176094595?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3195569685176094595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3195569685176094595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3195569685176094595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/16.html' title='16'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8920092894655090303</id><published>2009-09-23T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:20:38.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7</title><content type='html'>2009 September 24 , 915&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O? Early in the morning..woke up and bath bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for tuition...Lol...Looking at outside seem like very warm weather..&lt;br /&gt;When bathing cold like hell..~~~ WOSH WOSH WOSH~~~&lt;br /&gt;After done bathing...looked at phone and switched on computer write this post..&lt;br /&gt;Looked into inbox..remind yesterday's inbox..It seem like a reading but I like it..~~ &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping you..seem like bring me a lot of benefits~~&lt;br /&gt;Can look at you..&lt;br /&gt;Can teach you..&lt;br /&gt;Get more closer to each &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shouldn't write too much..Got people complaint..T.T&lt;br /&gt;End of post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8920092894655090303?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8920092894655090303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8920092894655090303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8920092894655090303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/7.html' title='7'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7394804696375738621</id><published>2009-09-22T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:02:24.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009/9/22....2351</title><content type='html'>That's what the date and time I did thing &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;55minutes/call...&lt;br /&gt;Called her..about 10..not $$ GOSH !! THAT WAS A REALLY F*** thing..&lt;br /&gt;But..nvm..go 711 top up lur ~~~ after top up..CALL CALL CALL CALL ~~~ WEEEEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;She read my blogs...know what I'm thinking about (90% confidence O.o) &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the call..I feel that..I..was a lucky guy..to love you...(yes I'm talking with you..lyn)&lt;br /&gt;I damn love you...Every moment that "gap" in my daily life..I'll miss you..I'll think about you..&lt;br /&gt;Those past things..I hope both of us..can just erase it since it was a bad memories to us..Em..?&lt;br /&gt;I love you...I love you...Now is going exam..This topic around us can be postpone...I love you ~~ so much..Every message that you sent..I'll read and read..more than 2 times..From now..I'll learn from my mistakes..that I did..Truly to love you with my deep heart..So much much much love you..I can't stop my mind that I very love you..Sorrow and despair can be change into a happy and unforgettable memories..Moment spend with you..was my most meaningful memories I ever had..&lt;br /&gt;Although you read every post of mine..seem like same..because I can't stop repeating..THAT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, Yean NI`~~...&lt;br /&gt;The 蠢蠢 &gt;&lt; ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Post..O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7394804696375738621?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7394804696375738621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/20099222351.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7394804696375738621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7394804696375738621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/20099222351.html' title='2009/9/22....2351'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8834347432296298228</id><published>2009-09-15T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:08:54.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malfunction Brain.. ==</title><content type='html'>2009 September 15 , 1558&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 le..going PMR exam..but I ain't feeling anything..Just an exam..&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for it...These days..was still ok..nothing wrong..but..will emotionally changed..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why..I'll be like..change my emotion in a split seconds..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe think too much...Brain cant stop thinking about everything..&lt;br /&gt;Every moment that have a 'gap' to let me calm down..Sure I think too much..&lt;br /&gt;Why my brain is like that..?? I hope I can calm down myself..Feeling weird if continuously.. ==&lt;br /&gt;About her..is still ok...Every message she sent..I received..feel..'very much'...&lt;br /&gt;But writing at here..a bit kind of..'unconviene' ?? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I think end of this post ba &gt;&lt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8834347432296298228?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8834347432296298228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/malfunction-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8834347432296298228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8834347432296298228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/malfunction-brain.html' title='Malfunction Brain.. =='/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2336744276733480821</id><published>2009-09-03T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:30:36.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Loler' ~~~ Coaster !!!!</title><content type='html'>2009 September 3 , 1723 Thrusday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loler...Coaster..Boring ~~~ right now ~~O.o&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, later go tuittion WAHOHOHOHOHo&lt;br /&gt;These days ok mah ?? O.O?? Few days didnt write post le..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring THESE MONTHS !!! ROFL !!!&lt;br /&gt;SO..Study.. And Game..WAHHOHOHO...&lt;br /&gt;Actually..not really want to present at school...T.T&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring and sleepy== keep sleep at 23 or 00 ... T.T&lt;br /&gt;Tired like hell...but..As for me,  A nice student, still can very good at class &gt;&lt; answer teacher questions HOHO...TOO zI Li@n!!! Of course...&lt;br /&gt;These days hor...like very OK !! &gt;&lt; HAHAHAHAHAHA...My very very little 'hope' come true...&lt;br /&gt;I leave, hope you happy...Don't think too much..Waiting for PMR !! COME ON BABE..&lt;br /&gt;Just PMR, I wait you for 14 years le !!! WAHOHOHO.. Hope all will pass PMR with FLYFLY colour ~~~ HOHO....&lt;br /&gt;Roller Coaster !!! --&gt; Loler Coaster !!! It sounds good too HOHOHO...&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry anything..WEEEEEEEEEE....HOHOHO...&lt;br /&gt;***Introduce : listen to music / song will be more relaxable ***&lt;br /&gt;***DO WHAT YOU WANT !!!!! ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Of Post WAHOHOHOHOHO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2336744276733480821?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2336744276733480821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/loler-coaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2336744276733480821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2336744276733480821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/loler-coaster.html' title='&apos;Loler&apos; ~~~ Coaster !!!!'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4816449965174452934</id><published>2009-08-27T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:27:50.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of ....</title><content type='html'>2009 August 28 , 0721&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up early,  for basketball..&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Raining...Then online lur..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do..but sleepy..lack of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;keep tuition...=..=...It is bored.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;hope got school or any activities for me..&lt;br /&gt;want fill my empty time..== It will wasting my time if nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;Lack of activities to fill my time..T.T&lt;br /&gt;These days..can say..3 days le..didnt find her..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..I..just..want to calm down myself alone==...&lt;br /&gt;Problems..Problems..Why my problems seem like very difficult to solve it ??? ==&lt;br /&gt;Enough..==&lt;br /&gt;Hope today is a good day..Hope is just an imagination without any action...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4816449965174452934?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4816449965174452934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lack-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4816449965174452934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4816449965174452934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lack-of.html' title='Lack of ....'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4931600418680133045</id><published>2009-08-26T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:16:24.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In between</title><content type='html'>2009 August 27 , 1406&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Thrusday ; 6th days of the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;Holiday was a boring day I ever feel.. ==&lt;br /&gt;It is boring..speechless and wasting some of my time.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Computer, sleep , eat , drink , game , == nothing else to do..and study.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Bored..Nothing special..Very hate holiday ==&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was..I realized something..but don't know the action will be good or bad.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Lame shit..Bored...&lt;br /&gt;After a night of call, == Discussing our 'problems' ==..Damn ==&lt;br /&gt;In between me and him..I feel that he will better then me == he knew her more than me..&lt;br /&gt;She's with nice sociate with my friends ==..If want try to solve the problem..==&lt;br /&gt;Should we together?? and sit down..Talk about this ?? Em.. I don't know..Maybe cause of PMR..&lt;br /&gt;Some else I talking bullshit also ==..I'm not your boyfriend now..you can play or asociate with my friends...but how we solve those problems without any co-operation..?? ==&lt;br /&gt;Fine..Nevermind..==..It's weird..== Maybe it can be solve soon.. == It just Maybe ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4931600418680133045?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4931600418680133045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-between.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4931600418680133045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4931600418680133045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-between.html' title='In between'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2103658030192755980</id><published>2009-08-17T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T04:07:16.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know what???</title><content type='html'>2009 August 17, Monday , 1903&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some minutes of posting ' Guessing '...&lt;br /&gt;KNOW WHAT ??? I DAMN MISS YOU...I VERY VERY MISS YOU...&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU TILL I WANT TO BE WITH YOU...&lt;br /&gt;I WANT WE TOGETHER AGAIN...I WOULDN'T LET THE PAST REPEAT..&lt;br /&gt;FROM NOW, I WILL MAKE ACTION..I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINKING TOO...&lt;br /&gt;YOU ASKED ME BEFORE...I WANT TO KNOW TOO..&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER IS HURT OR WHAT...DON'T CARE...&lt;br /&gt;GUESSING??? EM...NO NEED TO THINK TOO MUCH AND GUESS AROUND..&lt;br /&gt;STRAIGHT ASK THEN GET THE ANSWER...^^..AND I DAMN DAMN DAMN VERY VERY VERY MISS YOU...JUST WANT TO HUG YOU..KISS YOU AND LOVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;I SAID THE TRUTH IN THIS POST..LIM YEAN NI..I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2103658030192755980?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2103658030192755980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2103658030192755980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2103658030192755980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/know-what.html' title='Know what???'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-149470402974397123</id><published>2009-08-17T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T03:58:25.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guessing</title><content type='html'>2009 August 17 ,Monday, 1848&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Run baby run, Don't ever look back'..the chorus of the song that I listening when I writing this post..Today was Monday..They came my house for Mathematics..&lt;br /&gt;The starting was just a bit kind of... "......" I just waiting for them to prepare or ready up...&lt;br /&gt;About 2pm...Em...finally start...Taught her, taught her and taught her...Quite ok when teaching..&lt;br /&gt;But she naughty..keep going around my house..=...=..Nevermind lar..&lt;br /&gt;After teaching..looking at Yihui taught Wanyen..Kinda good if got a good student..em..&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I became like a bit =..= without any reason..&lt;br /&gt;Brain keep pop out a lot of Question without Answer...==....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my action...==... Don't know what should do..&lt;br /&gt;Should it be or shouldn't?? I still guessing...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why..When I think about our's... relationship...&lt;br /&gt;My brain won't stop...Today got exam Kemahiran Hidup..&lt;br /&gt;Then do it half..Don't know why..I keep thinking about..Am I continue like this get closer to her is a right action..Or..I..shouldn't...Damn emo now...&lt;br /&gt;Can't even show a smile.. ==..Now PMR..better don't think too much le..I really like.. == think too much.. ==.. But I hope the answer- Is a right action...Hope is just an imagination..It won't work without any action..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-149470402974397123?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/149470402974397123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/guessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/149470402974397123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/149470402974397123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/guessing.html' title='Guessing'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5350543983352234304</id><published>2009-08-14T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:42:40.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolz day...</title><content type='html'>2009 August 14 , 1636&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Friday ; a good day..&lt;br /&gt;Exam was over soon just KH for tomorrow..Irritating&lt;br /&gt;As usual, every Friday I will stay back for 'something' ; teach her maths..&lt;br /&gt;Every time shoon yi and she also late for 10minutes...&lt;br /&gt;So..play basketball lur..hoho..long time no play..still so geng..HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;3 points ~~~ SHOOO ~~~ JOOOOPPPP ~~ HOHO&lt;br /&gt;Then..they came le ; I sweat =..= Buy tissue and cool down myself...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a familiar body behind me ; my sister..zZz...&lt;br /&gt;Saw her I also very fan ==...Fine..I called her buy tissue for me..HOHO..&lt;br /&gt;She gave me and gone...GOOD..then teach teach and teach...Today is the most great condition...&lt;br /&gt;Of course..Got this good teacher &gt;&lt; (joking)..Like that lur..Teach lur..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing 'special'...Just...HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO....&lt;br /&gt;End of this post..HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;And...Wish you all the best in PMR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5350543983352234304?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5350543983352234304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lolz-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5350543983352234304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5350543983352234304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lolz-day.html' title='Lolz day...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1003270966746326311</id><published>2009-08-08T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:24:24.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop..Don't Move and Stay There..Only can be here..</title><content type='html'>2009 August 8 , 1615,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, 8XX woke up..my dad woke me up from my sleep..=..=&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and felt nothing to do..decided to go out..maybe can play basketball or jungle trekking again..&lt;br /&gt;Went to basketball field which nearby my house..When I reached there..there were Full House..&lt;br /&gt;and saw yi hui , lek khon , yen ji them..Oya..today was yen ji's birthday...Wish you happy birthday although you can't see this..Nevermind...^^&lt;br /&gt;Went to nova 2...played basketball...930 back home...WALAO SIENZ  AR !!!&lt;br /&gt;All of my family members went out...HOLYCRAP...nothing to do...==&lt;br /&gt;Dragonica~Dragonica~Dragonica and chat with ZY...but he off 4pm..then I really got nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;Cooked Tomyam mee..ate it..&lt;br /&gt;Though it was a boring afternoon but alone sometimes will be good..nobody can disturb me...This boring afternoon let me realized something...We can't be together again..It worth?? I ain't a good person..Forget about it..Think too much..ya..Think too much..don't bother...O..ya..them??&lt;br /&gt;How about them?? Maybe very happy...Wish you all have a happy day and + you for PMR..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1003270966746326311?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1003270966746326311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/stopdont-move-and-stay-thereonly-can-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1003270966746326311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1003270966746326311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/stopdont-move-and-stay-thereonly-can-be.html' title='Stop..Don&apos;t Move and Stay There..Only can be here..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5354951408820589067</id><published>2009-08-05T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:01:03.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maintain and Remain</title><content type='html'>2009 August 5 , 1954&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, wrote this post..&lt;br /&gt;Open my song list..and listen to 我不会爱 - 萧敬滕&lt;br /&gt;nice song...&lt;br /&gt;The moment we released from tuition..&lt;br /&gt;Saw her..feeling..I'm not the guy to be with her..&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon chat with my friend 13.XX...&lt;br /&gt;He insistent me to continue but I feel not to continue...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm thinking about..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she not mine..We together were past tense..As what Idioms said in Chinese 破裂的玻璃怎么能够再回去原来的样子?&lt;br /&gt;我不会是个好男人也不是个好情人..So just Maintain and Remain..is good thing , uh huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5354951408820589067?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5354951408820589067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/maintain-and-remain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5354951408820589067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5354951408820589067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/maintain-and-remain.html' title='Maintain and Remain'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8377817042914458978</id><published>2009-08-02T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T08:16:18.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>._____________.</title><content type='html'>2009 August 2, 2308&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT..July had gone !!! HOHO new month coming ; August..&lt;br /&gt;Wa...So boring ar...What a boring weeks.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I had done these weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Talk phone ?? Sms ?? =..= Should stop these things...&lt;br /&gt;Better study...And "remain" something..&lt;br /&gt;maybe will good to each.. HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;I guess..July's phone bil will cost a bomb to my dad T.T...&lt;br /&gt;.__________________________________________________.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CRAP~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;zZz...I think I hard to have a phone ==...since phone bil so expensive =..=&lt;br /&gt;Reduce the phone call and Sms...will be the good way....Am i right ?? O.O&lt;br /&gt;haiz...since need to remain these...I have no comment just..wait after PMR...&lt;br /&gt;But..After PMR...I feel want to absent school.. =..=..So boring at class...Like lack of oxygen.. ==&lt;br /&gt;Beside Basketball..Also basketball ==...Dislike stay in class...Friends come our seat and talk and talk...&lt;br /&gt;Somelse...feeling I'm nobody.. ==...Even my presence or absence also the same...(pessimistic thinking ==)..Whatever..don't care...but don't think so far apart..&lt;br /&gt;Trial Exam coming..Damn nervous...== But got to study.. == So hope you all do..&lt;br /&gt;End of this post..night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8377817042914458978?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8377817042914458978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8377817042914458978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8377817042914458978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='._____________.'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-3203939190368880495</id><published>2009-07-29T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:48:17.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Normal day with a grin</title><content type='html'>2009 July 29 , 2136&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW...normal day , uh huh??? Quite..&lt;br /&gt;hoho...Being in a trend of the "relationship" lolz..&lt;br /&gt;Questions about our relationship..erm..Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling..good if be friend ??...erm..maybe..&lt;br /&gt;Today..at school..kinda..ok...because not much thing happened...&lt;br /&gt;But..after school....had a kelas tambahan of science...&lt;br /&gt;As a good student..I attended...&lt;br /&gt;Went to 77 had a "tea time"..actually just drink something wait friends to finish their lunch...&lt;br /&gt;1.40..Rushed to Physic Room...WOW..all people were listening to teacher..&lt;br /&gt;Then apologize to teacher lur..&lt;br /&gt;Looked for a place to have a seat..Siaw wei there..Full house...&lt;br /&gt;Then looked to Yean ni and Poh sin there..2 people sat..Then took a seat..&lt;br /&gt;Looked at her...Feeling she so beautiful today...WA.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a look..then pay attention to class..Not long..Ho came le..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why..sometime..I can't control my eyes..to look at............and grinned....Just like to grin to everyone..Maybe it seem like a stupid emotion ?? HOHO..but smile is good.. HEHE !!!&lt;br /&gt;HOHO...2.15...after class...be the last...survey her again..with my friends...So happy...I grinned again..to myself..and back home without say goodbye(but is already accustomed)...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading this post...Grinned to myself again after post ._______.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-3203939190368880495?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3203939190368880495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-day-with-grin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3203939190368880495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/3203939190368880495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-day-with-grin.html' title='Normal day with a grin'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1567248389184663606</id><published>2009-07-27T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:28:17.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day</title><content type='html'>2009 July 28 1320&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..was a quite boring day..&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning...woke up at 710...then prepared...&lt;br /&gt;The way to school...keep thinking about "can we together again??"&lt;br /&gt;This question...was a good question I had asked myself this morning...&lt;br /&gt;Because I have no solution at all...Fine..&lt;br /&gt;School..Normal lo...Ponteng then sienz..&lt;br /&gt;Maths class only get me interesting...Do maths lo...hoho...&lt;br /&gt;then English class...SO SIENZ !!! == keep say say say..== annoying...homework homework and homework...&lt;br /&gt;At English class...Ho sat beside me..and I said " today is Tuesday..tomorrow is Wednesday.."&lt;br /&gt;He asked.."what time you tuition tomorrow ?"&lt;br /&gt;"1.30 ~ 730 " , I said...Kinda pissed..My time is arranged like that...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what can I do if I couple...=..= Whole day busy ?? like Wednesday..Friday..and Sunday ?? Time is arranged for me..so why I trying to rearrange??? If can't = can't...then..Fine lo...Busy life, give me a lot of benefits..if not these..Maybe I'm suffer in education...hope can get my ideal results for PMR..my friends, too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1567248389184663606?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1567248389184663606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/day_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1567248389184663606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1567248389184663606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/day_27.html' title='Day'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-6296384730877148734</id><published>2009-07-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:34:11.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O.O</title><content type='html'>2009 July 24 , 2326..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O...July 23...My birthday hoho...and kar khiong too...O.O&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to him TOO !! ^^ WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Is a wonderful birthday without cake...Nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;Just hope people know my birthday ok le..^^&lt;br /&gt;That night...we all do boring thing...Each people find "couple" then chat...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda good feel..all chat...&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Birthday no need a cake to celebrate...All HAPPY !!!! HEHE...&lt;br /&gt;That night feeling want to drink beer...but...later get scolded.. &gt;&lt; not only parents la...HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so happy these days..because.."something" still keeping good &gt;&lt; SECRET anyway...HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EVERYONE !!! WISH YOU ALWAYS THE GOOD DAY !! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-6296384730877148734?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6296384730877148734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6296384730877148734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/6296384730877148734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/oo.html' title='O.O'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1353892869332260110</id><published>2009-07-22T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T05:07:37.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 call...</title><content type='html'>2009 July 22 , 2001..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a busy day for tuition...finally can take a rest...PHEW...&lt;br /&gt;Today..quite nice..at school..just like..normal ??&lt;br /&gt;After school ; I just came back from basketball (ponteng)&lt;br /&gt;Saw her didn't at class...huh?? Never mind...&lt;br /&gt;Looking every one packing their bag..&lt;br /&gt;I packed myself...and helped her too...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly appeared in front of me..and continue to pack her things...&lt;br /&gt;Quite....erm...just..like that..don't know what I talking about le =.=...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...public place...maybe too..many people??? so...Just..less talk to me ?? Think so..&lt;br /&gt;Never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 July 21 ....Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;That day...was a O.O day.. lolz...&lt;br /&gt;I called her..and chat a lot...a lot...things...&lt;br /&gt;Realized something...girls will a bit shy ?? Think so..but don't think so much...HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;That call ; I have really realized something...Lolz...&lt;br /&gt;Think was the end of this post... HOHO...lolz.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1353892869332260110?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1353892869332260110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1353892869332260110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1353892869332260110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-call.html' title='1 call...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7254846498415264558</id><published>2009-07-20T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:13:20.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...."</title><content type='html'>2009 July 20 1850..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a "...." day...==&lt;br /&gt;School was a good place to learn....Agree&lt;br /&gt;School can meet more friends...Agree&lt;br /&gt;but still feeling alone...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at her..tell myself to give up...&lt;br /&gt;I do..I do..&lt;br /&gt;After school...&lt;br /&gt;Someone  suddenly bounding towards me and said.."you and her together liao ar??"&lt;br /&gt;Once I listened this..FUCKING DAMN NO MOOD...DIU...Friday just taught  her Maths..I still got any wrong?? Friends cant help each other??? ==...I don't care what fucking relationship..she ignore me or accept me..I just want her happy..If together again.. I don't I can give her happiness or not...Fine don't talk so far..Just want she happy...DONT ASK SO MANY QUESTIONS LE...I VERY SICK OF THESE == PLEASE...THX !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7254846498415264558?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7254846498415264558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7254846498415264558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7254846498415264558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='&quot;....&quot;'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-9170279710412468001</id><published>2009-07-19T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T05:10:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days with numb feel</title><content type='html'>2009 July 19 , 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a normal day...nothing happened...just..tuition and tuition and tuition..&lt;br /&gt;Being like to be busy..just do do do and do...nothing to worry so much...&lt;br /&gt;2 days happened a lot of things but reluctant to say it all...&lt;br /&gt;Start from 2009 July 17 Friday..&lt;br /&gt;That day, was a quite good day...finally can get closer to her to teach her mathematics..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know my action is right or wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Think about few seconds, I think is a good action because I helps her in Mathematics..nothing wrong right?? Friend can teach each others same as I teach her Mathematics...Just trying to give up...Friends are really no pressure...Granted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-9170279710412468001?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9170279710412468001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/days-with-numb-feel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9170279710412468001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9170279710412468001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/days-with-numb-feel.html' title='Days with numb feel'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-9200294395442932784</id><published>2009-07-17T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:24:06.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolz day...Quite happy..</title><content type='html'>2009 July 17 , 1715&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a quite good day...&lt;br /&gt;Early morning, walked to school..late liao.. T.T then don't care..&lt;br /&gt;Saw her talking with her friends in barisan ( always see de la )...&lt;br /&gt;Not longer..a boring ceramah == talked about Geografi..sienz...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the sky , Sun still hid behind the big mom; clouds, a warm weather morning,&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SKIP~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;After ceramah, make me so pissed (for few minutes only)...WHY ? NO PJK !!! == sienz...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SKIP~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;After school , people went back home , whole class just left me and her...Promised her teach her mathematics every friday .... Today ; friday...waited her at school canteen and her friend too..&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy or good feelings when taught her maths....&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt between our relationship or I think too much ??? Maybe...lolz..&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind...Just let the nature take it's course...&lt;br /&gt;1245~1445...Canteen became less people...just 17 people(s)...&lt;br /&gt;Was the time I released her and her friend...The way they walked to eat..I didnt accompany..&lt;br /&gt;Just reminded her to do and work hard...You must Improved !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-9200294395442932784?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9200294395442932784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/lolz-dayquite-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9200294395442932784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/9200294395442932784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/lolz-dayquite-happy.html' title='Lolz day...Quite happy..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-565660186615234173</id><published>2009-07-15T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:37:43.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like normal</title><content type='html'>2009 July 16 , 1415...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, back to home..boring..when walking to home...She with her friend just when I want to stay near to her..nevermind..Is I think too much..Still thinking about we can together but can't..Just be friends...It is ok..&lt;br /&gt;Back to home..looking of some books..feelings a bit kind of boring..then write blogs..log in MSN..chat a bit with yang..Hope today is the good day..&lt;br /&gt;Today seem like a good weather..Shady and windy..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Sun is hiding behind the clouds..It makes a good view..Students back home without any complaint about weather...&lt;br /&gt;Hope it is a nice day..Just hope..Hope doesn't be truth without any action...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-565660186615234173?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/565660186615234173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-like-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/565660186615234173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/565660186615234173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-like-normal.html' title='Just like normal'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-2344534363707710881</id><published>2009-07-15T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:38:13.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..</title><content type='html'>2009 July 15 , 2120..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition..feeling not good at all...She seem like fade away from me when after class...&lt;br /&gt;But..at down stair still could see her with her friends...Fine...Friend's car arrived..Back home time..&lt;br /&gt;On the way to home..Thinking about myself fault or what...Skip...Don't think so much..Then looking at the sky..is a wonderful color I have ever seen...So..I think how to write a nice essay to describe my feelings and the fantastic sky...&lt;br /&gt;The shy sun is hiding below the horizon as the sky blushed to pink color..but swarm of birds were not appeared in this moment...Survey the roadside from my view(inside the car) could see many people were just back from their office ; students were just released from the "prison"...&lt;br /&gt;In the car..despair and sorrow appeared in my heart as I thinking when I was form 2...Just memories..Can be truth...just let it go...&lt;br /&gt;Slowly..the sky turned black ; I was back home..Bid a goodbye to my female friend...&lt;br /&gt;Study and study...until 2120..I wrote  this post...Is a inexplicable day...==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-2344534363707710881?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2344534363707710881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2344534363707710881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/2344534363707710881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='Today..'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-5916302316911304083</id><published>2009-07-14T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:26:20.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day...</title><content type='html'>2009 July 14 , 2120...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a quite good day...feeling good..but I realized something...&lt;br /&gt;Every night I also very tired and don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;Skip anyway...&lt;br /&gt;At school..finally I did a thing that I never do before.."finally I did it" ( minded in heart )&lt;br /&gt;Accompany her after school although her friends around her, I don't care...(feeling happy &gt;&lt;)...&lt;br /&gt;At home...boring..no phone ; no SMS.. Fine..&lt;br /&gt;Watched movie : X-Men 1 and X-Men 2...Took me 3 hours to watch it...&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy after watched == Tired like hell...&lt;br /&gt;Took nap but cant rest...Suddenly think about 1 THING !!! I will never let down your hope...&lt;br /&gt;Go down stair and do "something"...Is the time le...1735..Smsed her (secret and feeling MORE happier) &gt;&lt;...Hope she do...&lt;br /&gt;Not much secret discovered in my blogs &gt;&lt; hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-5916302316911304083?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5916302316911304083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5916302316911304083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/5916302316911304083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/day.html' title='Day...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1749870540677910962</id><published>2009-07-13T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T04:44:58.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy must 100%...</title><content type='html'>2009 July 13 , 1940...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy must 100% Not 50%...&lt;br /&gt;Today..Mood are 50 50 ==....&lt;br /&gt;Donoe what the fuck is happening to me...Maybe think too much...&lt;br /&gt;Today...Go cc lor...DOTA and CS...quite..ok la..&lt;br /&gt;Then accompany yang to nova basketball...&lt;br /&gt;Feed like hell...Don't know what to do ==...&lt;br /&gt;65X near 7...walking back to home..&lt;br /&gt;Looking Form1 Form 2 back home too...&lt;br /&gt;After back home..feeling very bad...Totally bad...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think too much...didn't cause of her...&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling == Maybe tired bah...AR...&lt;br /&gt;But 1 thing I got to admit...&lt;br /&gt;Single Life Ownage !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Is the time to give up...I WILL DO IT !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1749870540677910962?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1749870540677910962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-must-100.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1749870540677910962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1749870540677910962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-must-100.html' title='Happy must 100%...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-4472424497155193936</id><published>2009-07-12T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T04:31:25.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend with you. DEAL?</title><content type='html'>2009 July 12 , 20.32&lt;br /&gt;After calling her...feeling...ok only la...&lt;br /&gt;I think...maybe you dislike pressure..so...be an ordinary friend...feel be the right choice...??&lt;br /&gt;Anything..Anyway...you do...I will still support you...just...&lt;br /&gt;I did not feel anything...and all of you reading this post...don't curious le la...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe pressure...I not care la...just...hope "you" always happy...then I ok le...&lt;br /&gt;And you will still my best friend...best friend...after calling i didnt feel anything...just..heard what I want le..&lt;br /&gt;You did not hate me anymore..That's I very glad...So...either couple or friends...Just want you to be happy ^^....My friends who read this post...Can just..seem me and her like friends??&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all do....just dont want receive any earful news..Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;And dont ask too much questions on real life...The questions and answers only will be discover in MY BLOG or through MSN la...Thank you for reading this post...Thx...And...I know what you all heart thinking...but the answer...you thinking in your heart is...YES...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-4472424497155193936?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4472424497155193936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/about-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4472424497155193936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/4472424497155193936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/about-this.html' title='Friend with you. DEAL?'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-8626670060371016036</id><published>2009-07-11T04:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T04:43:24.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>18.30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a message from her...&lt;br /&gt;From that message..I very  happy...&lt;br /&gt;Finally...you study...although is hard right now...and tired....&lt;br /&gt;I replied her...&lt;br /&gt;From now...I will accompany you study...No matter how tired...No matter how tough the question...we must solve it as well as real life...&lt;br /&gt;PMR coming soon...we study together...and go PMR...&lt;br /&gt;I very glad...I very happy...to hear this..&lt;br /&gt;very happy...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...+U to my friends also...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-8626670060371016036?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8626670060371016036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8626670060371016036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/8626670060371016036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-832991273613221928</id><published>2009-07-11T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:08:43.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed</title><content type='html'>Feeling == so zZz&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about passed...those memories...&lt;br /&gt;Crazy...Sweet..Lovely...and so on....&lt;br /&gt;WAH so Good at last time... but now...==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know la..sometimes like an idiot leh... == feeling so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so stupid about my action... ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now need to recover it...Deeply apologize passed.....=.=...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hope she know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * End of it *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-832991273613221928?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/832991273613221928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/832991273613221928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/832991273613221928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/passed.html' title='Passed'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1256105550321208764</id><published>2009-07-10T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:22:07.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing you should do...</title><content type='html'>Thing you should do...&lt;br /&gt;You mean me ???&lt;br /&gt;Yes..Is  you...&lt;br /&gt;O...what you meaning the "thing i should do ?"&lt;br /&gt;I meaning that is :&lt;br /&gt;- you should accompany her when your friends around&lt;br /&gt;- you should chat with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good...I got do those thing....BUT...I love her so much...very very much...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't action is important ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..we loving each...our "world" is enough sweet what???&lt;br /&gt;We chat..we do...&lt;br /&gt;Real life...she want freedom(think so la)...then I just let her go...&lt;br /&gt;- communicate with my friends or her friends ( not care)...because...i know...she is loving me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL...NICE... I will give chances to you to be with her in real life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O..I very appreciate that... ------Hope so( sighed ) Never mine if can't...every moment with her..every time i see her..I have enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome...but i will help you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope so..Hope so...Hope so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1256105550321208764?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1256105550321208764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/thing-you-should-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1256105550321208764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1256105550321208764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/thing-you-should-do.html' title='Thing you should do...'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-7412750142358237729</id><published>2009-07-10T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:18:48.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a story tale....</title><content type='html'>Is the morning i woke up,&lt;br /&gt;Time : 8: 34 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring at home, feeling emo..then...what to do?? go play basketball which near my house...&lt;br /&gt;Bad news !!! Crowded...then...go jungle trekking...&lt;br /&gt;Early morning...saw a lot of old folk..aunties uncles...walk walk walk...&lt;br /&gt;For me...I just want to have a good deal of strolling...&lt;br /&gt;Walk ar Walk ar Walk ar...&lt;br /&gt;Walk to jungle already...wowo...long time no jungle trekking le...&lt;br /&gt;Keep going...Keep going...Keep going...Saw an aunt...she looking at me...Don't know what thing she consider do to me...haha..no bother her..keep walk...&lt;br /&gt;Walk to the highest of the jungle ?? or mountain... Can survey from school...the most highest place...&lt;br /&gt;Rest at there although is very hot..Thinking about last time my friends and I came...About passed 1 year...nice memories...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SKIP~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;When leaving..I SHOUT !!! AAOW....WOOT.... shout something X XXXX XXXX XX..&gt;&lt; HOHO...&lt;br /&gt;Turn back and walk....Man...so tired to climb up again...T.T...&lt;br /&gt;Rest rest rest rest rest rest rest...&lt;br /&gt;keep walk....&lt;br /&gt;Almost lost in jungle ALONE!!?? Holyshit...&lt;br /&gt;Fine..keep find find find the way... to to to to go out out from this motherfucker jungle....&lt;br /&gt;Bad new : The way I keep find...is *DEAD END* == + tired like hell... ==&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly saw a few population of pendatang asing.. The following dialog is below here :&lt;br /&gt;Pendatang asing : " Kamu nak makan?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Tak nak la...haha...saya nak tahu mana boleh keluar dari sini??"&lt;br /&gt;He show me the way get out of this irritating jungle...&lt;br /&gt;When getting out of that jungle...I shout... "TERIMA KASIH" haha...&lt;br /&gt;Funny right?? but...Nice Exprience...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Back Home...Do "something" lur...Find her...HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be Continue" hoho....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-7412750142358237729?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7412750142358237729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-story-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7412750142358237729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/7412750142358237729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-story-tale.html' title='Not a story tale....'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822835312181404786.post-1772663965402957312</id><published>2009-07-10T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:57:31.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>Hi...all...I...still a new here....&lt;br /&gt;hope all give some idea or teach me how to use ba...&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;just a blog...ntg difficult right??&lt;br /&gt;hoho...&lt;br /&gt;just...Hope...ALL OF YOU ALL HAPPY LA !! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1822835312181404786-1772663965402957312?l=tc-ownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1772663965402957312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1772663965402957312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1822835312181404786/posts/default/1772663965402957312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tc-ownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>TC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18202041480072453555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SceQhbR1f3Y/S4OfM4sw_SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JL9Ijb0MNKA/S220/app_full_proxy.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
