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What's the matter, you look depressed." Senghaw&lt;br /&gt;"I'm having trouble with my wife." replied Tom&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" asked Senghaw&lt;br /&gt;"She said she wasn't going to speak to me for 30 days."replied tom&lt;br /&gt;"But that ought to make you happy since u doesnt like ur wife.' replied Tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It did, but today is the last day." SengHaw replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: How do you all find my way of teaching? Let's say, XiaoMing, you answer me.&lt;br /&gt;XiaoMing: Very good!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: (Smiling) So will you recommend me to your friends?&lt;br /&gt;XiaoMing: Definitely!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Good! Good! Why would you do so?&lt;br /&gt;XiaoMing: To sabo them.....&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1 day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;policeman : why didn't you pass the lost diamond ring to police?&lt;br /&gt;john: cos i found it&lt;br /&gt;policeman : but it does not belong to you&lt;br /&gt;john:WHO SAY,the hav 2word ... for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview to Millionaire:To who do you owe as a millionaire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millionaire:i owe everything to My Wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer:Wow!She must be some women..what were u before u married her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millionaire:A billionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and her son watching discovery channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;son: mom, what is middle age?&lt;br /&gt;mom: errrr....*think think*&lt;br /&gt;son: nevermind mom i know already. middle age is half way to death ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl from Tibet went for a job interview. To test her English,Boss ask her to create sentences with: green, pink yellow, blue, white, purple &amp; black.&lt;br /&gt;She answerd:The phone GREEN GREEN, so i go &amp; PINK up the phone &amp; say YELLOW, BLUES that? WHITE did you say? Wrong number? Don't PURPLELY kacau me &amp; don't call BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;Boss say: U can go black now &amp; wait for the phone green green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss universe contest the 3 finalist are Singapore America England&lt;br /&gt;Judge: name me an elcetronic appliances that the name start with "L"&lt;br /&gt;Miss America: Lamps&lt;br /&gt;Miss England:Light bulbs&lt;br /&gt;Miss Singapore: Ladio!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: name me an fruit that the name start with "L"&lt;br /&gt;Miss America:Longan&lt;br /&gt;Miss England:Lychee&lt;br /&gt;Miss Singapore:Liewlian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: name me an organs that the name start with "L"&lt;br /&gt;Miss America:Livers&lt;br /&gt;Miss England:lungs&lt;br /&gt;Miss Singapore: LOL i got 2!!! Lan pa and Lan Jiao XD&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a American fart, he says, "Excuse me."&lt;br /&gt;When a British fart, he says, "Pardon me."&lt;br /&gt;When a Singaporean fart, he says, "Not me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 phycologist conduct a test on men from different continent.&lt;br /&gt;he will leave 3 man from 3 different place on an deserted island and grunts them 1 wish b4 he put them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American: i wan 365 chio bu. every day do it 1 XD&lt;br /&gt;English man: i wan 1 year supply of beer!!&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean Ah Beng: 1 wan 1 year supply of cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year later the phycologist go see wha happen to 3 man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American: now i know the meaning of over population. baby anyone?&lt;br /&gt;English Man: Hail to the beer!!! Queen drink sea water!!!!!!BURP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: Kanasai no lighter!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all know Paris Hilton is very blur celebraties right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day paris hilton walk into outdoor activity equipment shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she saw ice fishing equipemts and become very intrested in going ice fishing&lt;br /&gt;so she buy the equipment set and set off to fisn a good spot for fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drive a few mile from city she found very nice frozen pool. she sit down on te east side of pond drill a hole on frozen surface and start to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wait for the fish to eat the bait for 1 hour then heard a voice shout at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice: DO NOT FISH HERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton think to herself: omg god must be kind saw me and tell me to go else where to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she walk to west side of the pond and drill anotehr hole and start to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later the same voice said to er again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice: DO NOT FISH HERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so paris hilton obey the voice again. now she walk to the centre of the pond and start to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after waiting for 3 hour with out a single fish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same voice shout at her :F*** I SAY DO NOT FISH HERE!!!! FOR GOD SAKE IT'S MY SWIMMING POOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Marketing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.You go up to her and say,"I am very rich. Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Direct Marketing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.One of your friends goes&lt;br /&gt;up to her and pointing at you says,He's very rich. Marry him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Advertising."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.You go up to her and get her telephone number.The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Telemarketing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.You get up and straighten your tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink.You open the door for her,pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and then say,"By the way, I'm very rich "Will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Public Relations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.She walks up to you and says, "You are very rich, I want to marry you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Brand Recognition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.You go up to her and say,"I'm rich. Marry me"She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Customer Feedback."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Made in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese man was in a hurry to go to the KLIA airport, so he took a Proton taxi. The taxi driver took his sweet time driving within the speed limit but the Jap was getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is their conversation on the way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Toyota Camry overtook t he taxi.....zoom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Look ...look ...Toyota!! ...very fast!!!.... made in Japan!&lt;br /&gt;Proton...no good.... made in Malaysia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes a Nissan overtook the taxi....zoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap: look.... look.... Nissan!!!..... very good!! very fast! made in Japan! Proton.... no good.... made in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah....yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes a Honda overtook the taxi...zooom. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap: look.... look... Honda!!.... very GOOD!!....very fast!!....made&lt;br /&gt;in Japan! Proton...no good...made in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: yah...yah...yah....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the airport,the Jap is about to pay the taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap: How much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: RM150/-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Oh... very expensive..... you overcharge ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Noooo .... look .... look .... Sony meter!!....very good!!....&lt;br /&gt;very fast!.... Made in Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Primary School teacher was having trouble with one of her students. The&lt;br /&gt;teacher asked, "Harry, what is your problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the Primary 1. My sister is in Primary 3&lt;br /&gt;and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in Primary 3 too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher took Harry to the principal's office. While Harry waited in the&lt;br /&gt;outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was.&lt;br /&gt;The principal told the teacher he would give the boy a test and if he failed&lt;br /&gt;to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the Primary 1, and&lt;br /&gt;behave. The teacher agreed. Harry was brought in. The conditions were&lt;br /&gt;explained, and Harry agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "9"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"&lt;br /&gt;H! arry: "36"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a Primary 1&lt;br /&gt;student should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal looks at the teacher and tells her, "I think Harry can go to Primary 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher says to the principal, "May I ask him some tougher questions?"&lt;br /&gt;The principal and Harry both agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a cow have four of that I have only two?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?" (The&lt;br /&gt;principal wondered, why does she ask such a question!)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a dog do when a man steps in?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What starts with a C and ends with a T, and it is hairy, oval,&lt;br /&gt;delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?" (The principal's eyes open&lt;br /&gt;really wide and before he could stop the answer...)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Coconut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What goes in hard ! and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Bubblegum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a man do standing up, a woman do sitting down and&lt;br /&gt;dog do&lt;br /&gt;on three legs?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Shake hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Now I will ask some 'Who am I' sort of questions, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up.&lt;br /&gt;I get wet before you do." Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Tent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The&lt;br /&gt;best man always has me first." What am I? (Principal was looking restless&lt;br /&gt;and a bit tense)&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Wedding Ring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow&lt;br /&gt;me, I feel good." What am I?&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a&lt;br /&gt;quiver." What am I?&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "An Arrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot&lt;br /&gt;of excitement?"&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Firetruck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put this&lt;br /&gt;*** in Primary 6! I got the last 10 questions all wrong myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some not too smart gangsters decide to rob a bank. After several days of planning they agree on the best plan. The next day they get to work and are able to get into the bank relatively easy thanks to their planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the main vault they discover one wall is full of safety deposit boxes and start to work on them immediately. They drill and pry open the first box only to find a small container of vanilla pudding inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Head Gangster says:&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, well, at least we can eat it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they eat the pudding. They drill and pry open up the second Safety deposit box and there sits another pudding. They decide to devour it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined to find the goods, the process continues for the rest of the night until all the safety deposit boxes have been opened. They didn't find any money or jewelry in any of the boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed the head gangster said:&lt;br /&gt;"Well, at least they left something for us to eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, while listening to the news they hear:&lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday the largest sp-erm bank in the USA was robbed by an unknown group of people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Husband Store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City, where a&lt;br /&gt;woman may go to choose a husband.&lt;br /&gt;Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store&lt;br /&gt;operates. You may visit the store ONLY ONCE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the&lt;br /&gt;shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch . . .. you may&lt;br /&gt;choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a&lt;br /&gt;floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building! So, a&lt;br /&gt;woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first floor the sign on the door reads:&lt;br /&gt;Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, and are&lt;br /&gt;extremely good looking.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead&lt;br /&gt;good looking and help with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, mercy me!"she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"&lt;br /&gt;Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.&lt;br /&gt;She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign&lt;br /&gt;reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor.&lt;br /&gt;There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that&lt;br /&gt;women are impossible to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch your step as you exit&lt;br /&gt;the building, and have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doctor, a lawyer, a little boy and a priest were out for a Sunday afternoon flight on a small private plane. Suddenly, the plane developed engine trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the best efforts of the pilot, the plane started to go down. Finally, the pilot grabbed a parachute, yelled to the passengers that they had better jump, and bailed out. Unfortunately, there were only three parachutes remaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor grabbed one and said "I'm a doctor, I save lives, so I must live," and jumped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer then said, "I'm a lawyer and lawyers are the smartest people in the world. I deserve to live." He also grabbed a parachute and jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest looked at the little boy and said, "My son, I've lived a long and full life. You are young and have your whole life ahead of you. Take the&lt;br /&gt;last parachute and live in peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy handed the parachute back to the priest and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not to worry, Father. The 'smartest man in the world' just took off with&lt;br /&gt;my back pack."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You always carry my photo in your bag to the office. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, 'What other problem can there be greater than this one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy Help-Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should I have a baby after 35?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, 35 children is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?&lt;br /&gt;A: With any luck, right after he finishes college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How will I know if my vomiting is morning sickness or the flu?&lt;br /&gt;A: If it's the flu, you'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the most common pregnancy craving?&lt;br /&gt;A: For men to be the ones who get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the most reliable method to determine a baby's ***?&lt;br /&gt;A: Childbirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: The more pregnant I get, the more often strangers smile at me. Why?&lt;br /&gt;A: 'Cause you're fatter than they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: My wife is five months pregnant and so moody that sometimes she's&lt;br /&gt;borderline irrational.&lt;br /&gt;A: So what's your question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the difference between a nine-month pregnant woman and a&lt;br /&gt;supermodel?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nothing (if the pregnant woman's husband knows what's good for him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How long is the average woman in labor?&lt;br /&gt;A: Whatever she says divided by two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: My childbirth instructor says it's not pain I'll feel during labor, but pressure. Is she right?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When is the best time to get an epidural?&lt;br /&gt;A: Right after you find out you're pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is there any reason I have to be in the delivery room while my wife is&lt;br /&gt;in labor?&lt;br /&gt;A: Not unless the word "alimony" means anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does pregnancy cause hemorrhoids?&lt;br /&gt;A: Pregnancy causes anything you want to blame it for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What does it mean when a baby is born with teeth?&lt;br /&gt;A: It means that the baby's mother may want to rethink her plans to nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the best time to wean the baby from nursing?&lt;br /&gt;A: When you see teeth marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do I have to have a baby shower?&lt;br /&gt;A: Not if you change the baby's diaper very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Our baby was born last week. When will my wife begin to feel and act&lt;br /&gt;normal again?&lt;br /&gt;A: When the kids are in college.... Maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 ways to harass a telemarketer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When they ask "How are you today?" Tell them! "I'm so glad you sked&lt;br /&gt;because no one these days seems to care, and I have all these problems; my arthritis is acting up, my eyelashes are sore, my dog just died...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If they say they're John Doe from XYZ Company, ask them to spell their name. Then ask them to spell the company name. Then ask them where it is located. Continue asking them personal questions or questions about their company for as long as necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cry out in surprise, "Judy! Is that you? Oh my God! Judy, how have you been?" Hopefully, this will give Judy a few brief moments of pause as she tries to figure out where she could know you from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If MCI calls trying to get you to sign up for the Family and Friends plan, reply, in as SINISTER a voice as you can, "I don't have any friends... would you be my friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If they want to loan you money, tell them you are just about to file for bankruptcy and you could sure use some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell the telemarketer you are on "home incarceration" and ask if they could bring you a case of beer and some chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After the telemarketer gives their spiel, ask him/her to marry you.&lt;br /&gt;When they get all flustered, tell them that you could not just give your credit card number to a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell the telemarketer you are busy at the moment and ask them if they will give you their HOME phone number so you can call them back. When he telemarketer explains that they cannot give out their HOME number, you say "I guess you don't want anyone bothering you at home, right?" The telemarketer will agree and you say, "Now you know how I feel!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Insist that the caller is really your buddy Leon, playing a joke. "Come on Leon, cut it out! Seriously, Leon, how's your momma?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And first and foremost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell them to talk VERY SLOWLY, because you want to write EVERY WORD down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife to husband: "What's your excuse for coming home at this time of&lt;br /&gt;the night?"&lt;br /&gt;Husband to wife: "Golfing with friends, my dear."&lt;br /&gt;Wife to husband: "What? At 2 am?!"&lt;br /&gt;Husband to wife: "Yes, We used night clubs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father to son after exam: "let me see your report card."&lt;br /&gt;Son: "My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;The guy replies: Thanks for the warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband was asked: Do you talk to your wife after sex?&lt;br /&gt;He replied: Depends, if I can find a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they stop printing PAMELA ANDERSON stamps in the U.S. ?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Because people started licking the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife asked her husband: What do you like most in me - my pretty face&lt;br /&gt;or my sexy body?&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her from head to toe and replied: I like your sense of&lt;br /&gt;humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor to his lady patient: You look terribly weak and exhausted! Are&lt;br /&gt;you having your meals three times a day as I have advised?&lt;br /&gt;Lady replied: Doctor, I thought you said three males a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bangalah, one chinese , one english was at the rooftop of the building which gonna' be blasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese jumped down , and shout 'A mit tuo fo' [however you spell that]&lt;br /&gt;The chinese jumped smoothly and never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English jumped and shout , ' God Bless me ' . Same to him he is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bangalah jumped and tried to copy the english man , 'God BLAST me' . died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Bangalah, One chinese and one english once again is on a helicopter which gonna' explode. Bottom is a forest full of shape leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese jumped and shouted , '神阿，救救我阿‘.&lt;br /&gt;He is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English man jumped and shouted , 'God SAVE me'.&lt;br /&gt;He is safe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bangalah tried to copy the english man and he jumped and shouted, 'God Shave me!'&lt;br /&gt;He jumped and all the leaves shave his hair and he is now semi botak'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy wanted $100 badly and prayed for two weeks, but nothing happened. Then he decided to write a letter to the Lord requesting the $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the postal authorities received the letter addressed to the Lord, USA, they decided to send it to President Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President was so impressed, touched, and amused that he instructed his secretary to send the little boy a $5.00 bill. President Bush thought this would appear to be a lot of money to a little boy. The little boy was delighted with the $5.00 and sat down to write a thank you note to the Lord, which read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for sending me the money. However, I noticed that for some reason you had to send it through Washington D.C. and, as usual, those jerks deducted $95....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: What P?&lt;br /&gt;Support: The P on your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Support: P on your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I'm not going to do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Makes 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%. How about achieving 103%? What makes up 100% in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If:&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z is represented as:&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-A-R-D-WR-K&lt;br /&gt;8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-NW-L-E-D-G-E&lt;br /&gt;11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E&lt;br /&gt;1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-U-L-L-S-H-~-T&lt;br /&gt;2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, look how far *** kissing will take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-S-*-K-I-S-S-I-N-G&lt;br /&gt;1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Bullsh~t and As*kissing that will put you over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-1163789399052913750?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/1163789399052913750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=1163789399052913750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/1163789399052913750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/1163789399052913750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2007/10/youtubebfc8hyalojsyoutube.html' title=''/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-6799691681516567749</id><published>2007-09-02T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:48:53.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luck'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty&lt;br /&gt;uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal&lt;br /&gt;pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a&lt;br /&gt;rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't&lt;br /&gt;mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the&lt;br /&gt;olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer&lt;br /&gt;be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl&lt;br /&gt;mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.&lt;br /&gt;Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed&lt;br /&gt;ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.&lt;br /&gt;Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling&lt;br /&gt;was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-6799691681516567749?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/6799691681516567749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=6799691681516567749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/6799691681516567749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/6799691681516567749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cdnuolt-blveiee-taht-i-cluod-aulaclty.html' title=''/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-5715549483628267151</id><published>2007-07-27T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T12:04:48.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lee Sum Wan : Hello can I speak to Annie Wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Yes you could speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : No, I want to speak to Annie Wan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : Im Sum Wan. And i need to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Annie Wan! Its urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : I know u are someone and you want to talk&lt;br /&gt;to anyone! But whats this urgent matter about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : Well just tell my sister Annie Wan&lt;br /&gt;that our brother was involved in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is being sent to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Right now Avery Wan is going to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Look if no one was injured and no one&lt;br /&gt;was sent to the hospital from the accident that&lt;br /&gt;is'nt an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but i dont have time&lt;br /&gt;for this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : You are rude. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Im Sori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : You should be sorry. Now give me&lt;br /&gt;your name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Im Sori!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : I dont like your tone of voice Mr&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care, give me your name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Look lady, I told you already Im Sori!&lt;br /&gt;Im Sori!! Im SORI!!! you didnt even give me your&lt;br /&gt;name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : I told u before I'm Sum Wan! Sum&lt;br /&gt;Wan!!! You better be careful my father is Sum&lt;br /&gt;Buddy. And my uncle holds a very big position in the&lt;br /&gt;company. He is Noe Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Oh I'm so scared(sarcastically). Look I&lt;br /&gt;dont care about your uncle he's a nobody. Everybody thinks his top dog&lt;br /&gt;and holding an important position in the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : No, Avery Buddy just married my&lt;br /&gt;aunt. And Avery Buddy doesn't work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sori : Like i said i dont care which one of your&lt;br /&gt;aunt screws everybody and i also know that not&lt;br /&gt;everybody works here! Jeez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Sum Wan : Wheech Wan is my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Sori : I don't know which one is your sis! Why&lt;br /&gt;in God's name you think i do!?&lt;br /&gt;Look i got work to do and if i'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;mischievious i'll broadcast it on the P.A system&lt;br /&gt;saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Attention, someone called and said that anyones&lt;br /&gt;brother just got involved in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;But not to worry no one got injured and no one was&lt;br /&gt;sent to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone is going to the hospital anyways. The&lt;br /&gt;father maybe a somebody but if you're their uncle,&lt;br /&gt;you're a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;"How bout that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toot..........toot.........toot.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-5715549483628267151?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/5715549483628267151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=5715549483628267151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/5715549483628267151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/5715549483628267151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2007/07/lee-sum-wan-hello-can-i-speak-to-annie.html' title=''/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-116473139647800289</id><published>2006-11-29T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:02:21.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>veri long nv post so post a longer one.. lols..</title><content type='html'>went tuh ps today.. actually is go work today de.. den too tired from ytd work.. wad da fcuk? den i fall sick today lohs.. sad.. =( da pay is lyk 5.50 per hr.. and den they call u do from 5 to 11.. 5 to 7 is still ok.. 7 to 11 is hell.. is at goodwood hotel.. 1st dish cold plate.. kk.. -.- fuggin heavy can.. 2nd dish sharkfin.. tat one still must serve to them lerx.. 3rd dish is duck don noe wad wad lahs.. dat one fuggin hot.. anyway.. is fuggin heavy oso.. when on da way back.. i saw someone break the whole plate of duck.. lols.. i was lyk wanting to laugh nv.. cannot b so chek arh.. 4th dish is fish.. wah lao.. ppl other table only cut to 8 to 10 piece only.. den need cut properly de.. den my table need to cut 11 piece! im a noob.. y i get so many ppl de table.. den hor.. i forget to take the knife so.. when i turn back to take the knife.. THE FISH HEAD IS GONE!! the stupid kid took it away in split second.. lucky manager didnt c the fish head gone.. lols.. dey drink soft drink lyk water tank.. cheebong.. hand cramp.. 5th dish is vege.. wah lao.. tat one neeed to serve to them plate by plate den i walk away with it.. walao.. backache sia.. 6th dish is fried prawn.. veri yummy.. want to kope.. but cannot lerx.. they got count.. lols.. xP.. this dish i tot don nid serve so i geng abit.. lols.. just put and walk away.. shag sia.. veri tired.. den hor.. 7th dish is da udon fried noodle with black pepper.. oso needa serve.. kao.. im a complete noob lohs.. i so gan chiong.. -.-.. somemore.. my table all kiddo.. wad da fuck.. 11 ppl.. TAT TABLE SUSPOSE TO B A RESERVE TABLE BUT WHY IS IT FULL!! IT IS TOO MUCH FOR A NOOB LYK MI TO HANDLE.. MAN! I DIDNT GO FOR ANY TRAINING COURSE U NOE?? IS DIFF U NOE?? LOLS.. and then they holdin a banquet den not enough ppl.. walao.. den b4 tat nite i called my fren to work oso.. den at 3.30pm call them.. they mia.. wad da fkkkk.. 60buck gone.. got fine de.. nvm lahs.. he oso pay mi back liao.. so don care tat much lohs.. hahas.. nvm lahs.. don noe don care.. don wan work already.. just wan to wait for my tat handphone job interview to call mi.. anyway i oso noe the person lahs. my mum oso noe.. =.=.. so ok abit.. hmms.. 5buck only.. but still ok cox not tat diff.. just wait for ppl to come den u ask them talk cock sing song.. lols.. xP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den today hor.. early morning she call mi.. darr darr.. band ppl call mi.. -.-ll.. is lyk.. i told her.. "ah hurh?.. u r goin back today den y are u so anxious?? lols.." den she just agree and went back to sleep.. wad a beatifully pair of pig we are.. we love to slp.. previous day i slp from 2am to 4pm.. goodness mama cow.. not my fault.. xP.. im born lyk tat.. den she got real piss off at mi.. hahas.. started complaining.. *nagnagnag* but she's cute! always wan tuh b lame but cannot.. den i start laughin at her den she veri sian diao den put up that face.. hahas.. ops.. forget le.. talkin bout today.. den today after the person call.. she went back to slp.. den at 12 she wake mi up again.. den we went ps for awhile b4 she went back indo.. went to ps walk around.. startin im feelin ok u noe? den after awhile.. after eatin the fuggin kfc.. -.-.. i bcome sick.. 1 zinger 1 bandito.. hello darr? don treat mi lyk a dustbin lerx.. keep forcin food to mi de.. hahas.. den after tat hor.. cox ytd got work den go some money den top up some money den go back ring for mi and my darr lohs.. wahahas.. type so long hand veri tired shia.. lols.. go make da ring liao den we go ajisen ramen eat.. come on lahs! is lyk.. wad da fk.. EXTRA BIG BOWL is no diff from a NORMAL BOWL!! SO DON GET CON LYK MI K? lols.. when we are eating.. i keep starin at her.. wow.. she reali can eat alot.. -.-.. amazing appetite.. lols..not tat amazing lahs.. i train her to eat so much de.. every week almost oso got 1 daay go buffet de.. hardcore sia.. lols.. xP.. veri sian ah.. den took the ring liao hor.. help her put on.. den she help mi put on.. how loving**.. lols.. the ring veri cute lerx.. can move de.. hahas.. veri ex lerx.. -.-.. wah lao.. nvm lahs.. hahas.. xP.. she lyk can le.. kk.. i veri tired le.. hand numb liao type so much.. veri veri long.. wahahas.. kk.. quit being lame.. cya guys.. love ya peeps.. kk.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show ur some foto of the ring and!!! &lt;br /&gt;THE PIX OF HER AND MI! LOLS.. DON LYK DEN PRESS [X].. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA OHYA.. at da arcade hor.. she saw this veri veri big plush toy hor.. den she lyk it veri much.. den spend 10buck oso cant hook up.. bian qian de.. lols.. so i told her next time just buy for her.. lols.. den 1 more pix hor.. cox mi and her siao marhs.. go eat family feast.. she reali can eat alot sia.. hahas.. den after tat cant finish.. DA BAO! lols.. den i make her carry it.. so auntie.. xP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06859.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06859.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06873.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06860.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-116249797909477750</id><published>2006-11-03T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T04:06:19.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLS!</title><content type='html'>tis is some serious laughing shit i found ytd night surfin utube.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqXrCAbzd1E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqXrCAbzd1E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-116249797909477750?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-116046419148276148</id><published>2006-10-10T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:09:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u wan to view it without the blog music.. den press the red cross and press the play buttom from below.. tis song is crazy.. o_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FQLdSYomLc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FQLdSYomLc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-116046419148276148?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-116028022512060437</id><published>2006-10-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:18:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiis.. finally graduate alreadyy.. d0n n0e why lyk veri empty lyk tat.. nvm lahs.. is lyk we spend 2 years together den n0w we are 0n our own le.. when we lo0k back.. we'll still have the smile on the face and say.. *hahas， 4e3 the bloody indians + the insane china.. * cya guys soon.. on our last test.. test of intelligent.. LOL? okoks.. quit being lame.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i post so pix of ours durin graduation day and some durin our class outing and some candid shot.. xP &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/dedication%203.0.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/400/dedication%203.0.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* rip from mdm cho blog.. * our BIG sista! ^_^ *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/4e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/4e3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is d0ne by kj! shoo c0ol.. lols..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06634.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*terrence , fahmie , lavaya , vino*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06631.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* mii &amp; Darkk choco.* xP &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06628.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* mii &amp; Fahmie ! ! * DA BROS * xO &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06625.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* mii &amp; Lavanya * Ch0c0 galx * lols..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/207896529_229e581589_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/207896529_229e581589_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* evil lookin jia pei found gold.. xP * Durin big walk *&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/207927287_32d51c8894_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/207927287_32d51c8894_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* arrrggg ! scream scream scream!! uhoo!! x) * &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/207945030_60fe3ca8e3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/207945030_60fe3ca8e3_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lo0k at my stern look! * lols.. xP &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/207919085_710515450e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/207919085_710515450e_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we are drenched! after 0ur water fight in escape.. xP * even our underwear are wet.. xO *&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/207927291_c912237d17_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/207927291_c912237d17_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* after all.. we are still united as one no matter wad.. * xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChEeRs FOr Dedication 3 !!!! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off liew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cOnG &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-116028022512060437?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/116028022512060437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=116028022512060437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/116028022512060437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/116028022512060437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/10/haiis.html' title=''/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-116020320127839474</id><published>2006-10-07T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:45:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch</title><content type='html'>eh.. why u so bui paiseh go around tellin ppl i wan patch with u?? eh.. pls la.. don make mi suan u infront of everyone... u wan show off den don use my name.. i don care if u use other ppl name.. cox is none of my business.. i only take u as a fren.. don make mi hate u.. again.. 1 more time u say mi i gonna suan u infront of everyone else.. so everyone who noe who am i talking bout.. or noe abt tis ting.. don make assumption dat i wan patch with her.. and a warning to u, better stop being so thick skin and go around boastin.. which is SO SO er xin can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.. &lt;br /&gt;cOnG.. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-116020320127839474?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/116020320127839474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=116020320127839474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/116020320127839474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/116020320127839474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/10/bitch.html' title='bitch'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115772615643174746</id><published>2006-09-08T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:37:44.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zOo dAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day in zOo was fun.. yea.. finally went out during tis 1 week holiday.. no mood to study lerx.. den she always call mi go study.. hahas.. she always too busy for mi de la.. don disturb her liew.. sometime tink until headache and sad the whole day.. hahas.. okok.. tis few day so sian.. everyday morning wake up oso same routine.. 1st ting check hp.. no msg den sad liao le.. hahas.. today don hv msg ler.. sad den ning.. hope to see her msg.. den today she lyk so cold to mi.. make mi even more sad.. nvm.. hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in zoo saw so many ting.. so many funny ting happen lohs.. hahas.. 1st ting was we walk arnd there den so hot.. perspiring lyk water tap.. den the drink there is lyk.. err? $3 for a bottle of coke.. haha.. den we walk walk walk saw a group of deer.. hahas.. call her go pet the deer den when we reaching there liao.. the deer keep shitting.. eew.. lyk coco krunch.. hahas.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went marina.. watch movie! keke.. *devil wears prada*.. den i tell her.. eh, we go watch *angel wear gucci* lerx.. den she huh? O_O.. got mer? hahas.. she so cute la.. ok ok.. keke.. stop saying le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning 6.15am.. i woke up.. stomach in terrible pain.. x(.. i went to toilet.. sit there for 5min.. cant take it reali veri pain.. i shout for my mum.. no one answer.. i call her.. same.. no one answer.. x(.. hais.. nvm lahs.. and the worst ting is tat they don believe mi.. nvm forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy to b "with" her.. :))&lt;br /&gt;tats all.. &lt;br /&gt;everyone do take care! &lt;br /&gt;gd luck for ur exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06441.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06442.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06450.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115772615643174746?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115772615643174746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115772615643174746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115772615643174746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115772615643174746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/09/zoo-day.html' title='zOo dAy'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115737636178784744</id><published>2006-09-04T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:27:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you haven't heard already, Steve Irwin (the Crocodile Hunter that you see all the time on TV) died today on the 4th of September, on the Batt Reef, pierced by a stingray barb through his   near Cairns. As a sign of respect for the Australian cultural icon, please place a turtle ( tu ) at the Start of your MSN name, and forward this message on to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad worst can happen.. how can he die.. i watch his show when i was young till now.. what are the world turning into? how can a nice guy lyk him die.. zz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g0d bless u steve..&lt;br /&gt;*prayers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115737636178784744?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115737636178784744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115737636178784744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115737636178784744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115737636178784744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-you-havent-heard-already-steve.html' title=''/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115737538458869878</id><published>2006-09-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:19:36.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>............</title><content type='html'>ok.. early morning.. mum came into my room and say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wake up, wake up.. go skool liao!" (nag-nag-nag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replied "Tired lahs! let mi slp!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she walk away.. into the room.. teacher call her.. wtf? call her for fck sake? msg mi tell mi wad iresponsible.. u noe 1 word from u can cause alot of problem? u noe wad is the problem now? can u tink b4 u do anything? after the call my dad went into the room.. nag nag nag again.. wtf?.. he take my laptop.. say wan break it.. nag nag nag.. i tired he still there kpkb.. say off com at 11.. ridiculous.. only 1 day.. make a big fuss.. u noe 1 word from u can cause alot of ting to happen.. in my hse..  is different from u.. pls la.. if next time u wan do anything tink can? not everyone is lyk u so smart.. yaya.. i don noe wad is responsibilty.. anyone teach mi tat b4? do u noe wad is tired? ytd went to marina come back late.. try to come back b4 12 already.. went to slp at 2.. was doing my stuff.. u tink i reali don wan to come skool huh? ok my fault lahs.. i nv go skool.. ok? so? must call them? let them nag at mi? don u tink abit too much? wad do u expect? nvm forget it.. wad eva i do is wrong lah.. whole world blame mi pls.. ok? ty everyone for the patience.. thx ALOT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell my mum i wan go out on thurs.. cox for some reason must go on tat day.. nv tell her the reason.. and she nag and nag.. is not lyk i don wan go.. its veri dreadful to go for tuition everytime u noe? yet i went.. without complaining to u.. can u b abit more considerate and not being selfish? and dad.. pls if u would b able to read tis.. but the probability of read tis is 0.01%.. wad eva the case is.. u always wanna win.. u wan make the shot.. wad eva u tink u do for mi seems to b correct for mi.. did u ask mi if i wan it anot? was taking my food den dad went to the kitchen and yell and yell at mi.. i pissed off and just walk away.. when he gone le den i go take food.. actually always eat in living room de.. today eat in the kitchen.. after tat stay in my room for the whole day.. dinner time.. went down.. tell mum wan go out den.. written on top.. why cant u all b understanding? why? u tell mi not to go for tuition already.. i said i wanna go.. u said no need.. why always i wanna do something.. u must scold mi until i got no mood to do anyting.. can u leave mi alone? if i die of boredom or hunger oso better.. even i don wan eat.. u oso force mi to eat.. something i reali wonder why am i in tis world for.. cant u just let mi b alone and let mi perish................. why........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more ting to say.. im sry.. to u.. u noe who am i refering to..is not wad i wan.. ok.. u get it can le.. u just live ur life happily.. don need to b so vex of everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is ok.. say wad u all wan.. i giv up.. totally.. from today on.. u all wont see the original mi.. the wancong u all noe is dead.. i giv up.. im tired.. reali tired.. i hate my life.. i hate my family.. yes they giv mi everything i need.. laptop handphone money.. but wad i need most is love.. care.. concern.. u tink u gave it to mi b4? nvm.. i understand.. ty for the time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx to all my fren and bro and sis....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115737538458869878?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115737538458869878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115737538458869878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115737538458869878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115737538458869878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='............'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115720619252571258</id><published>2006-09-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:09:55.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser mentailty..</title><content type='html'>while watching video today.. went to play game with oscar.. cox he wan to play suddenly.. play play play.. den he get killed den don wan play liao.. turn into so agitated den suddenly leave the game.. previously few game he wont leave.. so now i guess is either the ppl in his hse.. den someone took over the keyboard.. even if oscar lose he wont say anything.. but tis is confirm not his way of dealing to tis problem.. (to the one playing) giv up so easily? come on.. lose den lose la.. as if nv lose b4 izzit? why so ego? and den i tot u wan b nasty just now? talk alot wad.. why i asked u if u wan b nasty den u say "who wan play rough with u.." grow up lahs.. u don start a fire i wont burn u..&lt;br /&gt;i said i wan watch video.. den u say i watch porn? lol.. childish sia.. i watching anime u said porn.. get a life.. watch how u talk b4 opening ur mouth k??.. don make urself look lyk a fool.. oh ya.. and u tink by saying "I GROW HAIR" u tink tat will agitate mi? seriously yes.. u did.. but after u said it.. i tink thru.. why bother? some dumb mofo trying to piss mi off with his intelligent comment.. haha.. u are saying tat cox u got nth else to say ya..? if it is.. try something else.. yea.. admit my hair is thinner or wad might seems to u tat i don grow hair? NV GRoW?..&lt;br /&gt;wow.. ur sophiscated way of phrasing word means tat word is real SMART! 5 star for u!&lt;br /&gt;tats really urban intelligence la.. so lets see.. u r perfect ya? u lyk ppl talking abt u? BRA? huh? u lyk it? big cock?&lt;br /&gt;dick head? fren after all.. why use verbal insult? did i say anything bout u? huh?? pls la.. get a life.. tink abt other ppl.. log head.. wad u can do is only bring in other ting to divert tis conversation into a arguement.. after tat.. den jeff said to mi.. all fren why play until so unfriendly.. lol.. whos the one? who is the one tat starting trying to spark off a arguement?? anyway i cant b bother with him.. if u can den out-talk mi.. if u cant.. den just shut the fuck up.. if u wan say something abt mi.. make it sensible and not make a fool out of urself... kk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d0n start a fire, i w0nt burn u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115720619252571258?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115720619252571258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115720619252571258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115720619252571258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115720619252571258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/09/loser-mentailty.html' title='loser mentailty..'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115713296899360917</id><published>2006-09-02T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:05:12.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring....</title><content type='html'>~!@#$%^%#@!@#$ just quarrel with my mum.. -.-ll.. she aint talking any logic man.. don lyk to talk to her anymore liao.. grr.. call her do something oso must argue with mi.. cant stand it.. nvm.. now ok liao.. she don talk to mi i don talk to her.. haha.. so sian so decided to post.. make up for past time.. hahas.. anyway just finish dnt artefact and folio.. coming up a celebration for us upon handing up the project "succesfully".. lol.. who cares la.. i tink i can pass ba.. wont fail can liao.. =)).. ltr upload some foto show u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just come home.. was at geylang just now makan-ning.. den b4 tat was at oscar hse gambling.. hahas.. fun ner.. all fren gamble lose money oso alright.. but i nv lose.. =x.. i win.. diao.. sian.. 1.41am nth to do come post.. play game oso lazy.. i ltr go change blogskin waste time again.. monday to friday must study hard for paper.. but i sure go out de lerx.. hahas.. bo bian.. always lyk to go out with.... her... but she lyk veri busy.. den nvm nor.. don disturb her.. she can go will tell mi de.. hor hor?? =)).. u might not even read tis.. diao.. lame.. ok lahs.. type alot liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time for the pix of my artefact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st one is the holder with the container for my ant farm..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06373.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                  this 2nd and the 3rd pix is the magnifyer.. not well done but look quite cool lerx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06370.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   this final pix is suppose to look something lyk the one i make.. but too bad.. =x.. i not so hax to make it out.. cox i cant find the gel.. sian.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06372.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;                   anyway quite happy when i finally complete it! whee! tyty.. hahas..&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/gel-ant-farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/gel-ant-farm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON US!&lt;br /&gt;LET US PASS WITH 5 CREDIT!&lt;br /&gt;LET US SCORE LESS DEN 20!&lt;br /&gt;TY! AH MEN! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata everyone.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115713296899360917?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115713296899360917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115713296899360917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115713296899360917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115713296899360917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/09/boring.html' title='boring....'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115711400132819512</id><published>2006-09-01T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:33:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell0 hello</title><content type='html'>hello ppl! diao.. so long nv post liao.. nvm lahs.. =)) changed blogskin and new blog SONG! NICE MAAR THE SONG?!?! nice rite.. jay new song.. hahs.. u wan go dl oso don hv.. bleah! =x.. tis is so damn freaking nice.. heEz.. so many ting happen since the last time i blog.. still can say quite happy ba.. cox i found out the truth.. which the qn i kept it in my heart for long le.. =)).. ty all.. lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ue! hehes..&lt;br /&gt;*chEeRs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115711400132819512?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115711400132819512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115711400132819512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115711400132819512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115711400132819512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/09/hell0-hello.html' title='hell0 hello'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115541889976927687</id><published>2006-08-13T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T05:43:31.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t0dae ish the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t0day is NOT national day.. why got firework ner? hahas.. i 0s0 d0n n0e.. hmm.. but wh0 cares.. g0t firew0rk can lia0 le.. keke.. last year when we one whole group went t0 watch firework.. i say t0 myself.. next year must g0 with my gf.. hahas.. now.. i reali did.. =).. was quite happy.. but was angry at first tho.. cox she did s0mething dumb enough.. keke.. nvm.. ^_^..  rose for her  ! &lt;br /&gt;wakakas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 6 days........ ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06313.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115541889976927687?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115541889976927687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115541889976927687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115541889976927687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115541889976927687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/08/t0dae-ish-day.html' title='t0dae ish the day'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115452691790008344</id><published>2006-08-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:56:48.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*~*~* THE CHAO AH NEHS *~*~* ! ! xP The 4e3 ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiis.. today take class photo.. fill with joy and sadness.. thoughts of us seperating after our O level reali make mi feel sad.. hmm.. i hope when they day come.. we wont cry as we say bye to each other.. is not lyk we gonna b gone and nv meet again rite? there will b more enjoyable moments after we had been seperated.. haiis.. hope we don lose contact ya? ok everyone?? so lets b optimistic k? ^_^ love u guys.. having fun in the class room with those crazy shots.. manage to get some only tho.. and our class TEE ROX ! ! HAHAS ! i tink is the nicest in chong boon liao le la.. hahas.. =x okok.. show to u all.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC06060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC06060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the time we are fighting.. being the time we are quarreling.. we still love each other veri much ya?!?! rite guys?? =) lets hope we get thru o level in 1 time.. and #$#!@##$ tis skool k?? hahas.. rmb our promise.. on the day we get result.. run to the General Office and.. _|_ kk? hahass!!! lurve u guys lots!&lt;br /&gt;we are 1 big family !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115452691790008344?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115452691790008344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115452691790008344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115452691790008344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115452691790008344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/08/chao-ah-nehs-xp-4e3.html' title='*~*~* THE CHAO AH NEHS *~*~* ! ! xP The 4e3 ! !'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115313948128701693</id><published>2006-07-17T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:34:17.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yOz PpL..</title><content type='html'>hi ppl ! nong time no see ya.. my blog got alot of dust le.. hahas.. okok! *BLOW!!!* keke.. clean liao.. sry la.. i blog until i nth to say le.. starting cr8 blog is to suan ppl de.. now find it no point liao.. so now lets go back to the old stuff ya? after holiday.. ting dat change.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grow fat&lt;br /&gt;i grow ugly&lt;br /&gt;i grow .... &lt;br /&gt;I DON NOE ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. no la.. cannot lyk tat say.. my fren oso say i always say tis type of ting to myself.. must b positive.. (situ is negative).. =x.. hahas.. oka.. 2days ago went out with my sista.. lol.. went to take neo print.. hahas.. den one of the sista need go to family movie.. den she go liao.. *shoo* ! den mi and my other fren went to ps.. go to spotlight.. so obiang.. hahas.. =x den we so bored until we run here run there.. joke all the way.. lalala.. so fun.. den she say veri bored le.. wan go somewhere she nv go before de.. den we go take train lo.. take to farrer park?!? lol.. we tot it was a freaking park or something.. but it turn out to b.... the place i use to live there.. den i was tinking abt my past memories.. den she say sry.. den i said.. "? huh? why u sry for?" den i laugh lyk hell.. den she paiseh.. hahas.. den from there we walk to bugis.. abit lol hor.. we economic.. walk ! haha.. den walk to bugis liao.. perspire lyk water tap.. but ltr dry liao lo.. hahs. den walk here and dere.. go buy stuff for herself.. den i go see see.. lol.. bored mar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den ytd.. MY DA GE (yong qing) BIRTH DAY ! hahas! i so bad.. nv buy present for him.. but only juncong bought for him.. =x.. we actually meeting at 1pm de.. den i late.. again.. always late de.. screw the stairs la.. repairing.. den i nid to walk a detour.. sian 1/2.. o_O.. den they wan ps mi lo.. 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HARD GAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="212" height="3175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5aXjXath2Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5aXjXath2Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="212" height="175"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115117248529910586?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115117248529910586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115117248529910586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115117248529910586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115117248529910586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha-hard-gay.html' title='HAHA! 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RAMEN SHOP ! haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/igC4bPDp6cU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/igC4bPDp6cU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115108159831687241?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115108159831687241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115108159831687241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115108159831687241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115108159831687241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/06/hard-gay-ramen-shop-haha.html' title='HARD GAY ! 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reali ninja! =x</title><content type='html'>This is so lame and funny.. hahas~ do enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="212" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iCT9n2ygJmY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iCT9n2ygJmY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115079069749775000?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115079069749775000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115079069749775000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115079069749775000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115079069749775000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha-reali-ninja-x.html' title='haha! reali ninja! =x'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115073373928803614</id><published>2006-06-20T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:15:39.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello~ hahas~ new blog skin.. the song is nice.. but kbps too low liao.. so unclear.. go my friendster see see.. hahas.. sian sia~ everyday maple at home with fren.. after tat no more liao.. today didnt go for star programe.. bcox ytd go oscar hse till 4am+.. den go home already 5am liao le.. so bo bian.. reali cant wake up.. sian wad to do~ hais.. so tml de must go.. hahas~ ok.. gtg le.. bye bye all~ =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lalalalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-115073373928803614?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115073373928803614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115073373928803614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115073373928803614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115073373928803614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmm_20.html' title='hmm~'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-115012920974626294</id><published>2006-06-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:52:21.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ElO~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello boys and gals.. Lady and gentlemen.. young and old.. hahas.. sorry la.. so long nv post liao.. cox so sian recently.. chiong-ing lvl.. now playing maple.. den today go back play dota just 1 match.. tio owe! &gt;.&lt;.. siao liao.. last time hen noob.. now even noober! lol.. is ok.. i love game.. part of my stinky life.. =x.. eat slp play is all i do.. without her tats only wad i can do.. i'll try to stand up again.. mayb wit a help or 2.. so boring tis few days.. rot in pc room for shoooo longgg.. wad to do.. after i lvl liao den i slackkkk alll theee wayy liao.. muhaha.. sian mar.. nth to do.. tell mi wad to do? study? last week ba.. after holiday no more maple no more hardcore gaming liao.. study and msn.. =)).. focus.. last yr study hard and fck tis skool upside down.. fck MOE.. lol.. jkjk.. oh man.. i'm having headache now.. bye guys.. =).. have a nice day.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah mi tou fu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Men! =x&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/28074412-115012920974626294?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/115012920974626294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=115012920974626294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115012920974626294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/115012920974626294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/06/elo.html' title='ElO~'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114891936384275898</id><published>2006-05-29T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:54:01.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad a GREAT day.. -.-.. wth la.. today morning wake up damn scare.. cox got the o level chinese.. hais~ go skool damn pressure.. the paper can say easy can say hard lerx.. don noe la.. they say easy..but my compo wrong liao.. T_T.. hais~ oscar tell mi how to write and all.. den i compare.. i tink i reali write out of the question.. wad eva la.. don care le.. fuck chinese.. after tat whole group of us went to cb market eat.. they all went to buy food lerx.. den after they buy.. jia ming and mi went to buy.. den he said he saw my blog ask mi wad happen.. tell him lo.. no point hidding.. anyway they will get to noe de la.. when in the market tat time.. received a msg from her.. she said she saw mi buying food so didnt say hi.. ok~ so is tis good or bad.. ah wad eva.. after tat.. we msg for awhile ba.. lyk.. 3 hr? tink so ba.. cox she nid to bath the dog.. den she go bath the dog nor.. den she say will msg back ltr.. but she didnt.. so let her be.. lol.. ok back to class.. after tat we went back class.. go for the wad.. Math workshop ting ah.. wah lau.. the workshop is lyk so damn special la! the instrutor even more cool la.. fat fat de.. =x.. we call him sunny.. tats wad he wan us to call.. den hor.. got 1 part.. we nid to put the tube or something in to some stupid ting la.. den mi and shawn mess it up.. haha.. i was lyk doing the ting.. den shawn counting how many time.. den the almost the whole class look at us la.. im lyk the freaking monkey.. lol.. den they call mi ah meng.. ah wad eva.. wanna rape shawn de.. wanna see wads inside his fone.. but he don wan show mi.. grr.. i giv him the slimy look den he punch mi.. omg la.. i tink he nid to go for anger mangement ting.. mayb i would follow him.. =x.. cox i oso got.. wahaha.. the ting i put until i beri beri angry.. den anyhow throw.. lol.. cox we keep losing count.. grr.. wan punch him le.. *nono* ltr he wack mi.. lol.. den after the intelligence workshop ting.. den we went j8.. at bus stop got internal conflict sia.. after tat ok le la.. small ting only.. brother nerx.. don fight.. lol.. after tat went j8.. lalala.. den split into 2.. 1 go toilet another draw money.. den draw finish le mi and oscar go toilet.. so gay.. LOL.. just jk.. den hor.. jiaming de..*ahem* don wan say.. lol.. we keep making fun ba.. some sort.. den situ keep saying *ahem* to jiapei.. sound damn horny la.. lol.. wad to do wad to do.. =x.. den shawn go find his *ahem*.. den he pang seh mi.. so bad rite? fucker.. &gt;.&lt;.. just jk.. den everyone go home le nor.. left mi oscar and situ.. we lyk stand at the mrt there for fucking 15min tinking where to go.. starting i say marina.. den orchard.. all giv mi lan jiao bin.. =x.. lol.. cox i reali sian1/2 mar.. den after tat i go squat outside the toilet there.. haha.. deciding where to go.. den after tat we went to draw money.. *again* &gt;.&lt;.. how many time must he draw.. haha.. anyway he treat mi go eat JACK'S PLACE.. wahaha.. we eat lyk.. erm.. 2hr ba.. sit there.. talk abt our life.. talk bout everything ba.. den finally got *ENLIGHTENMENT* ah.. crap.. don noe how to spell.. he tell mi all the good and bad ppl in the skool.. lol.. den he physco mi! lol.. now we tink alike le.. great mind tink alike.. haha.. we sit there eat wad erm.. sirloin steak and seafood platter or something lyk tat la.. lol.. eat damn slow la.. cox we chatting and chatting.. den i tel him abt everything tat happen.. den he tell mi bout the other person.. anyway.. now i only wan to.. hahaha! DON WAN TELL U ALL! Only he noe.. ltr tell him not to tell anyone.. =x.. anyway have fun... cool.. den went playground talk more cock.. lol.. joke of the year.. den i hor.. kanna bitten by ants.. den oscar none.. -.-ll.. wtf..? why always mi de.. grr.. lol.. den take taxi home liao.. bath.. and den.. back to normal liao.. ah mi tou fu! i pray to u god! pls let mi pass my chinese! goodness.. i don wan fail anymore.. may god have mercy wit mi.. LoL.. T_T..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. fun day! *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and those annoymous.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u all wan to tag.. pls b more polite.. if u wan to comment.. put real name.. scare wad? truth den put lo.. don noe where u all get this crap info for.. thx you for ur cooperation..&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/28074412-114891936384275898?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114891936384275898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114891936384275898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114891936384275898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114891936384275898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/lalala.html' title='lalala..'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114882124791331164</id><published>2006-05-28T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:54:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hais~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad t0 d0.. t0day m0rning wake up first ting i thought of is she.. why.. why must it b tis way.. hais~ cant sleep ytd.. been tinking all nite.. yx has been consoling mi but i cant see to improve in any sense.. hais~ im not wad im use to be le.. someone tell mi ~! WhY?!?! ......... anyway.. thx to yx for consoling mi.. but..but.... hais~ OK! don wan say le.. T_T.. m0rning wake up le nth to eat.. every0ne went out.. hais~ lyk last sunday lyk tat.. why sunday must be s0 miserable.. why love must b so miserable.. ....... den i watch "gu huo zai".. watch to part III le.. other 3 part haven watch.. they are all damn daring la! love it.. den after tat went to cook lunch.. cook liao bring upstair put on my bed and eat.. LOL.. my mum will kill mi if she noe.. lucky nv spill.. if not got food smell.. anyway i tried to occupy my time.. hais~ after o's i tink i will b rotting at home le.. totally no feeling to go out.. mayb i'll go meet my fren and g0 for meeting.. tats wad i always d0 when i feel down.. they make mi forget the stuff im tinking off.. hais~ i having terrible headache now le.. gtg~ still nid to study for o level tml.. i haven start at all.. i stare at the book.. but i fell asleep while holding to it.. den slowly headache.. guess i too long nv study le.. den cant study le.. eat medicine le oso no use.. immune to it le.. hais~ wad a life.. i go try to study again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feeling miserable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she d0n n0e.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n0 0ne n0es..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114882124791331164?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114882124791331164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114882124791331164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114882124791331164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114882124791331164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/hais_114882124791331164.html' title='hais~'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114874422639824001</id><published>2006-05-27T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:55:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>._._._._.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u bring mi up high just t0 push mi d0wn again.. why must u d0 tis.. hmm.. last post im gonna talk abt her le.. shouldnt brood over it anyway.. try to be happy.. hais~ i reali don noe wad to do.. found out she block mi.. ask her why.. she say scare i disturb her.. actually block den block la.. anyway ytd i already noe she already don care le.. den i oso lo.. tats why ytd i go enjoy myself for the nite.. i tried to get over it ytd.. i tink is useful ba.. thx to my bro.. i didnt tell him anything.. but its reali enjoyable.. anyway i find out she block mi cause i log in to my new email and saw her online when she appear offline in my old acc.. &gt;.&lt;.. she didnt noe the new acc is mi.. i asked her a few qn.. she answered something which isnt rite... den i told her who am i.. i called her.. ask everthing thru.. she said she love mi.. tats a lie.. i don nid lie.. i hate liar.. i don nid sympaty.. i nid no pity.. after a few time questioning her.. she admit tat she don noe whether she love mi anot. .den i asked her to confirm.. she say "No".. ok.. starting i felt ok.. after tat i tried to pretend to b ok.. but now.. i.. nvm.. i don noe wad.. hais~ after tat we talk on msn.. exchange very sarcastic remarks.. but i don mean it.. hais~ why must she b lyk tis.. i reali don noe wad to say bout her.. i reali don.. wad could i have done to make her to do tis to mi? am i irritating? mayb i m ba.. hais~ from today onwards.. i wont disturb u anymore le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114874422639824001?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114874422639824001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114874422639824001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114874422639824001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114874422639824001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_27.html' title='._._._._.'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114865970551925672</id><published>2006-05-26T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:56:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HohoHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;X men 3 is nice! hoho.. jean grey survive.. but they freaking change the character.. T_T.. no wonder i see le weird weird de.. LOL.. =x.. ok la.. watch the show le now come home rot again.. tml gonna study hard le.. den after chinese o's.. den gonna go party again.. =x.. hehe.. after tat den see how ba.. walk one step at a time ba.. hmm.. ok la.. find out tat she is ignoring mi tis few days.. mayb she's busy.. mayb she is tired.. mayb.. i don noe.. alot of possiblity.. anyway.. don nid her to explain if she doesnt wan to.. hmm.. X MEN 3 rock oN!! YA MON!! =x.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lalala.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will try to b optistic.. ^_^&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/28074412-114865970551925672?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114865970551925672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114865970551925672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114865970551925672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114865970551925672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/hohoho.html' title='HohoHO'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114864901814714689</id><published>2006-05-26T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:57:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d0ts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00231.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;-- woohoo.. so cool hor? the holder is make of paper.. and it didnt burn at all.. ^_^.. *amazed* haha.. fun time..=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello all.. mi now in mac.. hha.. change in surrounding.. =x.. cox go out mar.. den go toa payoh eat.. &lt;sakura&gt;hehe.. the food is so nice la.. but i starting eat alot den behind cant eat le.. LOL.. i order lamb chop, chicken chop, dory fillet, grill salmon.. now cant move le.. so go to mac nearby nor.. =).. den order 2 soup.. den gabu don wan to drink nor.. den i drink all.. so sian.. now wan vomit le.. anyway save mi? =x.. reali beri bored lerx.. wan to puke le..! giddy giddy.. eat alot of stuff.. nugget ,fried fish, wad eva oso eat.. =x.. wth.. so scare of it le.. grr.. hha.. ok la.. anyway i outside den i go off le oh? byebye all..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she changed alot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing i can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just wait and see wad it become.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loved 5days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll still l0ve her till the day the i die..&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/28074412-114864901814714689?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114864901814714689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114864901814714689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114864901814714689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114864901814714689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/d0ts.html' title='d0ts..'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114854459237167993</id><published>2006-05-25T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:56:40.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hais~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad t0 d0? feel so left 0ut.. nth can b d0ne.. no m0od to study.. &gt;.&lt;.. hmm.. c0me to tink abt it.. its so near yet s0 far.. hais.. h0pe wad im tinking is just extras.. hmm.. poor english i have.. so bear wit mi.. =x.. wad to do wad to do? the rain now shows my feeling now.. typing tis in my dark room.. no one at home.. no one noe wad am i doing.. no one reali noe mi.. hais~ all i can do now is to kill time updating blog.. oh man.. T_T.. *depressed* reali got nth much to say abt it le.. mayb tats bcux.. hmm.. nvm.. ltr still got tuition.. -.-.. 4day left till o level chinese paper.. i slept for 5 period in her lesson.. she didnt even care.. after recess another 2 period.. den she started to pick on mi.. ah wad eva.. after skool went to pass her letter.. den ask her where she going.. tot she is going home wit mi.. den she told mi she going home wit her fren.. den in my mind was lyk.. "ok.. i tot u gg home wit mi?" then i told her.. "ok.. u go ba.." den i just walk faster to catch up wit my frens.. they reali do cheer mi up thou.. even they didnt do anything.. lol.. saw her walk past.. only can say bye.. &gt;.&lt;.. nvm.. *don tink le* b optistic.. =x.. mayb autistic ba.. hha.. hais~ i go rot le.. bye bye all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loved : 4days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missing her lots..&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/28074412-114854459237167993?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114854459237167993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114854459237167993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114854459237167993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114854459237167993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/hais_25.html' title='hais~'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114847964752227200</id><published>2006-05-24T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:58:01.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wtf? go skool morning get caught for hair length.. den nid to cut.. -.-.. hire some malay gugu guy.. wan cut our hair? omg la.. lucky the fugging person nv cut my hair.. if not i go jump building.. lol.. quite alot of them standing infront already have their hair cut le.. so when mr wong say giv us until tml to cut.. den we happy happy go away.. =x.. den alot of them so tu lan.. &gt;.&lt;.. ok la.. im lucky.. for once.. =x.. den after tat same lo.. go skool for chinese period.. o level chinese paper coming in.. erm.. 5 days time.. im not mentally prepared at all.. hais~ weekend will chiong le! must study hard.. hope can concentrate ba.. always say wan study den nv de.. tats mi.. -.-ll lazy.. hmm.. today after skool go canteen.. go buy drink den walk arnd skool waiting for her den go home wit her.. but she come down say she gonna stay in skool.. kinda sad.. anyway den she go le.. hmm.. don wan care so much.. hha.. but cant.. after i buy another drink le.. was lookin for her.. but cant find.. hmm.. den thought she go home le.. i try not to tink.. go talk to moi frens.. walk walk walk den saw amanda.. she ask mi abt something.. den just tell her nor.. anyway is posted in my blog.. hha.. den my maid *amanda* ask mi where is "her".. den i say don noe la.. reali cant find her.. den when i saw amanda again.. she told mi she at chem lab there..thinking whether to find her anot.. den i just walk there.. hmm.. talk for awhile.. talk till quite un-natural.. hmm.. mayb i too stiff.. LOL.. hais~ after tat oscar call mi go le.. cox gtg for cheer.. so went off le.. go there training lyk siao.. T_T.. new coach so very the *ahem* la.. -.-ll.. tired x3.. den doing the stunt half way fone ring.. den cant pick up at all.. so sad.. after tat call her back.. den talk for 1min den gtg for stunt again.. -.-.. stupid mi.. should wait till end of practice den call marx.. den is lyk im veri irritating lyk tat.. sometime don noe wtf am i doing.. -.-.. goodness.. grr.. after the training call her again.. she quite weird towards mi.. don noe.. mayb i anyhow tink.. hha.. =x.. talk for abt 20min+ she gtg le.. hmm.. how how how? hang lo.. bo bian.. haha.. den depression all the way till hair salon shop there.. after tat ok abit le.. den i realise i tink too much.. LOL.. =x.. cut hair finish liao is abt 9.30pm.. -.-.. so late liao.. cant study at all.. forget it lo.. don study le.. now sitting in toilet post.. haha.. lyk my habit liao le.. come home sit in toilet post.. =x.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.. tis few day lyk quite not too good for us ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml will b better!!! =)).. h0pe s0! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duration : *3day* ^_^&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/28074412-114847964752227200?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114847964752227200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114847964752227200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114847964752227200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114847964752227200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/wad.html' title='wad the...'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114839959870150453</id><published>2006-05-23T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:54:35.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hais~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;feel so depress suddenly.. hais~ so b0rin.. i tink i go to slp le la.. =((..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*wondering wad she doing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;g0 slp le ba.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*hen xiang ta* =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114839959870150453?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114839959870150453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114839959870150453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114839959870150453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114839959870150453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/hais.html' title='hais~'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114838882414590797</id><published>2006-05-23T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T20:55:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s0 b0ring~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first time g0 sko0l den mdm tay sc0ld us.. instantly turn 0ff.. hate mother tongue more and m0re.. grr.. if not for o level.. i don wan study le.. -.-.. hmm.. same lo.. 5 peri0d of suffering.. yaya.. i noe is for 0ur own good.. but do u tink there is any g0od done to us? oh how cares anyway.. got abit ba i guess.. *better den don hv*.. ah! she walk past my class.. so very funny.. she saw mi den she smile.. wakaka! i got smile back la duh.. xP.. happy to see her.. lalala.. den after tat hor.. ms ho say i play wit her surname when greeting her.. its not fugging mi lo.. she blame mi.. hais~ anything lo.. everything oso blame mi de.. &gt;.&lt;.. wad to do? born wit it.. hmm.. after skool liao.. go down canteen makan.. =x.. just nice finish liao saw her walking past.. she going home.. so i pei her nor.. =)).. BUT HOR!! her brother in the bus.. -.-ll.. den i didnt talk to her.. cox i don tink she wan her bro to noe.. so i just alight nor.. she didnt see.. hha.. she don nid to.. she's too busy.. after tat went back skool.. IM SO LATE FOR MY TEST! the test start at 2.45pm.. den i reach so late.. omg.. lucky mr tan nv scold mi.. no one scold mi.. =x.. i start my chinese paper one.. only left 45min.. grr.. didnt noe only write compo.. den i go write both.. letter and compo.. call mi pro! i done it in 45min.. =)).. im glad i did it.. after the MOCK test den mi brandon situ and oscar went to Marina Square.. wah liew.. i talking to my mummy* den they say mi sia.. T_T.. ok la.. my fault.. but i wan to talk to her wad.. =x.. hha.. in the end nid to eat le.. so i hang the call.. 5min ltr i call back lerx.. the maid say she slp le! omg?! so fast ah? wtf? hha.. =x.. so is so piggy la.. until now still haven wake up i guess.. don dare to disturb her.. haha.. didnt spend much time wit her today.. hen xiang ta.. hmm.. i have been tinking alot of ting recently.. *oh nvm* tinking too much.. hope everything would b fine.. =).. *waiting for ur call* xP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May 23th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moi Love Story : 2 day.. ^_^ &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/28074412-114838882414590797?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114838882414590797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114838882414590797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114838882414590797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114838882414590797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/s0-b0ring.html' title='s0 b0ring~'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114830283893801686</id><published>2006-05-22T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:08:23.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happie dayy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Time in M0i wh0le entire life..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;keke.. went to pasir ris beach wit her t0day.. so fun.. xP.. i g0 dere headache lia0 le.. mayb bc0x of the stupid chinese teacher.. grr.. not talk abt unhappy stuff.. =)).. hehe.. im VERI HAPPY!! keke.. actually less0n end at 2.2opm de.. but mr mak got to g0 for meeting.. YIPEe!! heaven is on my side n0w.. xP.. when we board the bus.. we are playing during the whole trip.. =x.. i lie on her shoulder.. bui ta han.. t0o tired le.. kaka.. den we keep taking foto.. hehe.. finally got the foto done le.. yea! reach the beach le we just sit arnd there.. starting veri borin.. cox don noe wad to do.. =x.. after tat we decided to sit on the grass.. its so pain la.. my butt is painful.. the grass so spiky.. den she suggested to go to the sand.. is lyk worst la.. hha.. den we took off our shoes and walk along the sea side.. so nice nor.. keke.. den we started walking into the water .. she wanted to push mi int0 the water.. so mean!! xP.. but she didnt bear to do it.. hehe.. den when we on the water.. i asked her something.. *not telling u all* xP.. wahaha.. and she answered yes! wahahaha.. lalala.. hope tis time is real le.. i don wan to live in fantasy anymore.. =)).. Mummy! wo ai ni! hen ai hen ai ni! keke.. after walking into the sea.. we went to sit down again.. den we went in again.. T_T.. wet alot of time.. xP.. keke.. during the 2nd time.. I *ahem* don wan tell u all.. =x.. lalala.. don jealous.. keke.. after tat we saw a dead puffer fish.. she go take a stick and poke it.. wah liew.. turn off.. so disgusting.. eew.. i run away.. hha.. den she oso ran oso.. after tat we lie on the grass for the whole evening.. shes' lying on mi.. hehe.. den we fall asleep together.. den wake up after awhile.. hha.. sky turning dark.. den we pack and go to eat mac.. xP.. hehe.. den go home le nor.. oso nth to do le.. hehe.. she nid to go home le.. =)).. im happy.. veri veri.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;May 22th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;New St0ry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;/\/\/\/\/\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cherish!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114830283893801686?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114830283893801686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114830283893801686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114830283893801686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114830283893801686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/happie-dayy.html' title='happie dayy'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114821832042014533</id><published>2006-05-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T21:32:00.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yoyo! t0day so b0ring.. nth to post lerx.. c0x whole day at h0me.. hehe.. bear wit mi k? i try t0 b lame.. hmm.. t0day wake up at 2p.m.. wake up saw her msg! yipee.. actually wake up quite a few time le.. but she didnt msg.. don dare msg her.. scare wake her up.. hmm.. i wake up le go msn chat wit her.. den she gtg buy stuff.. so we talk on fone nor.. =)).. after tat she hang and go eat.. 1hr sia.. &gt;.&lt;.. wait so long.. hha.. after tat we chat on fone for veri veri long.. xP.. den she hanged and go eat her dinner.. hmm.. she not back yet lerx.. w0ndering wad she d0ing.. hmm.. anyway she call mi le.. okok?! don jealous oh!! just jk! xP.. bb.. tml i got more to say! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I GOING OUT WITH HER TML!! xP.. YIPEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;signing off~ =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114821832042014533?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114821832042014533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114821832042014533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114821832042014533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114821832042014533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-blue.html' title='sunday blue'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114812234318265167</id><published>2006-05-20T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T18:54:08.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring day.. &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;cheerleading&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wah liew.. t0day m0rning wake up find out already late lia0.. my fone alarm didnt even ring la.. &gt;.&lt;.. ytd forget to off the f0ne.. den wake up late.. was waiting for her msg.. den fall asleep.. =x.. everything d0ne le walk out of the h0use.. den receive so many call la! everyone call and call! ask where wad time and where others.. as if i O.I.C lyk tat.. &gt;.&lt;.. im just a care-taker.. =)).. hha! i do job tat ppl don wan to do.. hais~ tats my life.. lalala.. =x.. training was as usual.. tiring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Free time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;after the training we went to S-11 to eat.. steffi, jia cheng, oscar and mi.. steffi is eating lyk a monster.. TT.. the way she eat is... nvm~ =x.. don say le.. if not jia cheng come wack mi! hha.. after eating went to cheng san cc play basketball.. steff and jc came along.. den i go toilet da bian.. =)).. wahaha.. after tat i come out.. they started playing le.. T_T.. so bad.. nv wait for mi.. den i gotta wait in one corner wit steffi.. she so bian tai.. keep saying abt the half naked man.. she said "i can imagine those guys without their pants".. tats lyk.. LOL la.. i don noe wad to say bout her.. guso hax.. =x.. time went and they left.. went to watch da vince code i guess.. i haven watch lerx.. who wan watch? nc16 de.. who can? hmm.. nvm.. =/.. after tat casper come.. started playing le.. he is a idiot la.. don noe wad is PASS THE BALL! -.-ll.. idiot.. next time i wont pass to him anymore.. grr.. when we are bored of playing le.. going to take cab le.. den saw randy.. &gt;.&lt;.. i reali wanted to go home slp de.. den they all wanna go back play.. bo bian follow them.. den she called mi and chat wit mi.. =x.. we talk for 2hr ba i tink.. talk till fone no batt.. hha.. den i manage to hold the batt till i reach home.. den continue talking.. =x.. anyway she going out so nid to hang le.. so msg nor.. =x.. wahaha.. im contented! =)).. LALALA... keke.. i go find food to eat le.. scavenger hunt.. xP.. cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE HER!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114812234318265167?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114812234318265167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114812234318265167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114812234318265167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114812234318265167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/tiring-day.html' title='tiring day.. &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114804239663088829</id><published>2006-05-19T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:39:56.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s0 tiredd -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00802.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00802.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sch0ol&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hais~ g0ing to sk00l is lyk gg to hell every m0rning.. don even feel lyk g0ing.. g0 oso ti0 sc0lding.. nvm.. f0rget it.. nth interesting happen tho.. &gt;.&lt;.. b0ring day.. only fun ting was that mi and brandon lie on the parade square.. in the middle of the parade square.. =x.. its reali funny lo! everyone is lyk looking at us.. ^_^ fun fun fun! actually oscar suggested mi to go there and take photo de.. den i said sia0 ah! den brand0n say mi hum ji.. den i go dere take lo! hha! i now tink of it lyk quite paiseh nor.. =x.. nvm.. its over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hais~ mdm tay told us tat she is gonna teach us for 5 period everyday.. *turn off*.. hate chinese! but tats the only sub i pass.. xP.. LOL.. wakaka.. sian ah! will die de.. see her for almost 3hr everyday.. -.-.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cheerleading&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;t0day we had cheer leading pratice.. we gotta go innova jc at 3.30 pm.. we meet at 2pm.. pathetic attendance.. -.-ll.. less den 10.. sad case.. when we saw the bus tat came at 3.00pm.. we are so stun! is lyk so old! -.-ll.. can scrap away liao la..! dots lo! when we were on the express way.. the bus was shaking lyk there is no tml.. goodness sake.. i wan to puke liao.. den theresa keep ka chau-ing mi la.. &gt;.&lt;.. wan to slp oso cannot.. fall asleep le reach le.. grr.. the school is lyk our skool.. but abit bigger den ours.. we self intro when we were there.. after tat was some lame game.. when everyone hold hand together.. =x.. so sick.. lucky i hold qd and jc hand.. wahaha.. i don wan hold other stranger hand.. =x.. atika was standing beside mi.. ITS LYK SO CLOSE LA.. already touching each other le.. i cant even move abit.. grr.. don talk abt it.. we had intensive training for 3hr.. non-stop.. goodness.. in our skool.. we learn our dance for 3 week.. we go there and learn their dance for 1.5hr.. =)).. tats so pro of us la.. amazinly! jia cheng learn it too! he take 2 month to learn our dance lo! now he take the same time as us.. hha! after the training.. we went back home... waitin for our damn bus.. but it didnt come.. so all of us just take cab and go home.. SO tired! still got training tml.. must wake up at 7am.. grr.. can die.. sob! ok la.. gtg le.. =)).. cya all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;hEr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i still tink of her.. while training, walking home, on the bus, in the class.. EVERYTIME.. hais~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;god help mi pls! i reali reali miss her alot.. =/.. mayb she don noe.. mayb she doesnt even rmb mi.. ah.. nvm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;=((.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Signing off~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114804239663088829?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114804239663088829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114804239663088829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114804239663088829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114804239663088829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/s0-tiredd.html' title='s0 tiredd -.-'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114796209225437105</id><published>2006-05-18T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:26:21.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ish a berii b0red day t0day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Misery &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;t0day morning wake up.. s0 veri the tired.. n0e t0day ish the day t0 get back the test paper.. den d0n feel lyk gg to skool at all.. ANYWAY~! im a g0od boy.. (yea rite) s0 must go lo.. hha.. so ironic.. =x.. first ting went to skool already test paper.. tat reali turn mi off man.. we were sitting in the hall waiting for the paper to b given to us.. ish so h0t there.. &gt;.&lt;.. every0ne perspiring lo.. d0n noe which teacher so smart to suggest us to go there.. -.-ll.. lol.. anyway funny tings happen.. mr paul was making a annoucment.. asking who want to go for some m'sia trip.. he said must at least 45 ppl den they will bring confirm this trip.. den i tink there is less den 15ppl who put up their hand lo! LOL.. he said only sec3 allow.. omg?  all my frens raised their hand and he totally ignore us.. grr.. ignore him 4eva le la! hha.. got back all the result le.. ish lyk i fail all except chinese.. &gt;.&lt;.. im not a chinese freak la! im a typical chinese! lol.. cut the crap.. anyway chinese o's level soon.. 29th may.. wish mi good luck! im not prepared! goodness.. i have been daydreaming for so long already.. now tell mi got chinese o level paper soon.. TT.. will die lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;^_^ &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i went to cher house.. wit jia hua and felic.. starting didnt talk to dem at all.. cox didnt noe wad to say.. when we reach her house.. her maid cook for us.. the food is nice tho.. but! the dog is crazy.. hha.. cher was browsing thro the net.. jia hua and feli was playing wit my laptop.. they were screaming and screaming lyk hell.. lol.. play till they so high lo.. hha.. no comments.. =x.. they were cute la.. den jiahua spill her saliva on my laptop.. TT.. abit only la.. is ok! =)).. cher sit at her own pc zi bi.. den i walk to her pei her.. hha.. then i look into her document.. all her picture.. so funny lo.. hha.. den saw some ppl foto oso.. hmm.. anyway we were bored of wad we were doing.. and we went to her room...... DON ANYHOW TINK! we went to watch final destination 3 la.. LOL~! jia hua was lyk screaming and screaming.. feli oso didnt scream de lo.. den jiahua make her scream by screaming at her.. lol.. the movie is pretty disgusting la.. no wonder.. told them NC16 liao.. but still ignore mi. hha.. after watching den they went home le.. walk together to the bus stop.. dey board the bus.. den mi and cher went to void deck.. chat for awhile.. den i send her back.. den went to tuition.. im a good boy k! =x.. hha.. ok la.. nth to say liao.. tuition crap u all don wan listen rite? hha..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway gg off le.. i still in toilet posting.. =x.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I realise i still miss her al0t &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when i was having tuition.. her face linger around mi.. i try not to tink.. i tried to hint her.. i tink she didnt get it tho.. hais~ tats my life.. i m wad i m.. nth can b changed.. sad life.. =/.. while gg home.. saw a lot of stars on the way.. i wish up0n the stars.. i wish she would l0ve mi.. oh nvm.. i m just wishing.. if wishes come true.. den there wont b anyone unhappy now.. i just hope miracle do happen to the one who reali pray hard at it.. =((..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wishing up0n the stars..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i l0ve her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i can do nth.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hais~! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114796209225437105?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114796209225437105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114796209225437105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114796209225437105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114796209225437105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/ish-berii-b0red-day-t0day.html' title='ish a berii b0red day t0day..'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114786569062068410</id><published>2006-05-17T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:36:05.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today ish a b0ring day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00080.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00080.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;h0liday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today morning wake up so b0 liao nth to do.. wan slp l0nger oso no feeling de.. haha.. &gt;.&lt;.. keke.. anyway luckily amanda went to watch movie wit mi.. make mi not so boring rotting at home.. =x.. THX AH MA! she's my part time maid.. lol.. ok la.. she is cute la.. the way she watch movie is damn funny.. she lean forward and watch de lo.. LOL.. oh ya.. we watch "when a stranger call".. pretty lame movie.. anyway killing time.. =x.. after movie we walk arnd orchard lo.. wad do u expect in orchard.. either eat, sleep , go shop.. lol.. while walking.. we saw.. her.. AUNT.. -.-.. are we reali tat lucky or wad.. her aunt called her dad.. her dad call ama.. scolded her.. say wad i m her stead or wad.. but we are not la.. we just went to watch a movie.. its not lyk golden era la.. ppl watch movie together mean they are stead.. ok nvm.. skip tat part.. while talking she cried on the fone.. i so guilty.. yet we didnt do anything.. TT.. reali wanted to help her de lo.. but nth i can help.. AH MA STAY HAPPY K? =)) after tat we went to j8.. meet up wit natasha.. =x.. I NOE A SECRET ABT HER!! =)).. haha.. not telling.. =x.. she will skin mi alive.. hha.. while we were walking in the basement we saw jacky and thomas gaying lo.. tats lyk lol la.. dey went shopping and waiting for cheng hao.. after tat.. we saw cheris and xiu yun outside mini toon.. ama and nata went to say hi.. den i act dao.. nv hi to them.. =x.. anyway got la.. xiuyun said hi.. den i hi lo.. =x.. after tat she start staring at mi lyk there is no tml lyk tat.. =x.. grr.. stare stare stare.. dig out ur eye den u noe.. =x.. haha.. just jk.. i not tat mean.. =)).. anyway the way she dressed has improved! *compliment* hha.. oh ya.. saw my fren too.. he was talking to a chio bu.. lol.. den he ps mi go talk to chio bu.. he is a ggb la.. ok le.. nth to say liao.. tml den say ok? stay tune.. =)).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00109.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00109.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i m still thinking of her.. today is lyk.. nvm.. just don feel lyk talking abt it le.. hope everything will b fine.. =/.. i will stay happy! i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114786569062068410?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114786569062068410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114786569062068410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114786569062068410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114786569062068410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-ish-b0ring-day.html' title='Today ish a b0ring day..'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114777251522558153</id><published>2006-05-16T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T17:59:11.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTS OF FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00066.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC00066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00052.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC00052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00054.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC00054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00062.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00057.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC00057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00064.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/320/DSC00064.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUN OUTING TODAY ! ! !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WAHAHA.. =x.. after the test.. im a damn high la.. den we walk down to the parade square.. i punch shawn!! after tat he trick mi! and he punch mi 10time harder.. TT.. my hand numb after tat la.. he is mean.. -.-ll.. haha.. we went to Plaza Singapura to eat Burger KIng! everyone is so hungry.. we are eating our brunch tho.. =x.. we walk arnd PS.. den we walk inside yamaha.. everything is so cool la.. i wan a drum set!! some one buy mi one can? ^_^.. haha.. im just jk.. man.. after tat we sit in the station waiting for our dear caspar to come from amk.. &gt;.&lt;.. he took so long la.. we sit in the station for 20min or so i guess.. den i just took out my fone and took so amazing foto.. wahahaha! shawn wanna kiss mi! LOL.. tats so sick of him.. but i lyk it.. wahaha.. =x.. we are physco.. wad do u expect.. we are fun loving ppl.. =x.. hehe.. while we were waiting.. i told amanda where are we and she come and look for MI? i tink so.. =x haha.. all of us la.. =)).. fun time we having there.. uber cool la.. hehe.. after tat we went to city link.. walk our way to bras basa? oh man.. i don noe how to spell.. situ go to look for his fantasy..(guitar).. den i shawn saw a guitar which cost $11800.. is lyk.. wtf? its so ex la.. lol.. but its cool tho.. after tat we went to penisular there.. shawn went to have his tongue pierce.. so cool.. i wan it too.. but my dad will kill mi.. =x.. haha.. he is a crazy freak! we went to jam music.. KINDA FUN! wahaha.. its nice lo.. im playing the drum for a moment.. bass guitar for a moment.. =x.. and guess wad.. jeff fell asleep.. =x.. we took some of his photo.,. he didnt noe it man.. lol.. shh.. don let him noe.. =x.. TODAY is a uber fun day! =)) YIPEE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lalala.. signing off.. ~~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Misery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I try not to tink abt it already.. =)) i tink i will b ok soon.. =)&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/28074412-114777251522558153?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114777251522558153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114777251522558153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114777251522558153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114777251522558153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/lots-of-fun.html' title='LOTS OF FUN!'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114769077498383592</id><published>2006-05-15T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:10:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i l0rve herr.. ='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/1600/DSC00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1065/2968/200/DSC00048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;-- MOI! WO HEN XIANG TA!! hais~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Misery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello.. back to update.. =x.. hmm.. today wake up go skool take chemistry and listen comprehension test.. sure fail de lo.. hais~ i starting of chemistry paper i already not feeling well le.. den half way reali cann0t take it.. got a few time feeling giddy until wanna faint.. ish lyk i goin to die u n0e? anyway.. no one cares.. just wan to live happily ever after.. alone.. or mayb i justt miss her to0 much le bax.. i reali cant take it le la.. im going crazy.. someone help mi get over it.. she don care.. she tried to b happy.. hais~ d0n n0e d0n n0e nah.. hais~.. love is a torture.. i reali wanted to go out wit her as a fren de.. but i tink she just wanna keep the promise.. so i tell her.. she get angry and said forget wad she said.. ah.. nvm.. =/.. i deserve it.. blame it on my big mouth.. AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Hour xP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;after the test we went to chong b0on market for our brunch.. kinda fun.. =x.. anyone walk pass we will start shouting their name.. is lyk so embrassing for them facing so many of us la.. wakaka.. imma lame.. i love my PEEPS.. they are so gay! after tat.. we went to jeffrey h0use t0 party.. =D.. not forgeting her bkb sister which is not at home.. =x.. we went to his house and start saying to her mum "HAPPY BELATED MOTHER DAY".. haha.. jeff is so heartless.. didnt even noe when is mum days.. *smack him*.. jia pei , shawn , jia ming , situ ,oscar ,jacky, jeffrey and m0i was having lotas fun there.. we played o2jam and xbox "halo2".. we started off looking around jeff room first.. den oscar found famous amos (orea type) lying on the table.. we eat eat eat until lyk gonna finish le.. haha.. xP.. i only ate 1.. jia pei said he will eat ONE ONLY! AND DEN Oscar told mi he is gonna finish it lo.. xP.. and he is rite.. lol.. Anyway tats jia pei.. he is FUNNY! =x.. jeff started to digging out his "old memories".. feel sad for him.. feel sad for myself.. hais..~ sad case.. wad can i say.. we deserve it? nah.. we got each other.. i reali love my peeps.. =x AND AND AND!! not forgeting we rape situ and jacky.. we strip them naked and took their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;photo.. ^_^.. not gonna show u all.. bleah.. =P.. kekekeke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im not forget her.. (yet)&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/28074412-114769077498383592?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114769077498383592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114769077498383592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114769077498383592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114769077498383592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-l0rve-herr.html' title='i l0rve herr.. =&apos;('/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28074412.post-114759736200055354</id><published>2006-05-14T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:43:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s0me0ne hElp mi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I m new to bl0gging.. but jus g0t the urge t0 d0 it suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;Today.. SOmething tragic happen to mi..&lt;br /&gt;My heart shattered when the one i love told mi she don love mi anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i can understand.. but why must she do tis to mi.. no one is perfect.. neither mi nor u..&lt;br /&gt;she said everything is over.. once and for all.. i have been hurt alot of time.. but why must it be her.. i reali don noe wad to do.. will anyone guide mi through? .. i m real depress now.. mayb she wont noe.. mayb... no one noe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i believe in karma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hEarT ish dYing.. ='((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28074412-114759736200055354?l=shattered-heartt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/feeds/114759736200055354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28074412&amp;postID=114759736200055354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114759736200055354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28074412/posts/default/114759736200055354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattered-heartt.blogspot.com/2006/05/s0me0ne-help-mi.html' title='s0me0ne hElp mi!!'/><author><name>wancong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451348342545938090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
