<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635</id><updated>2011-07-20T00:40:31.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I stand?</title><subtitle type='html'>today I may be a hero but will I live long enough to become a villain myself?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-6419909162601869271</id><published>2008-11-20T12:02:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:26:57.311+09:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go</title><content type='html'>I happened to stumble upon a post this girls blog here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivianyapvw.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html"&gt;Vivian's blogspot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I give credit to her for making such a post&lt;/s&gt;, it really gave me a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hHAHAHAHAHA, leong just corrected me that it wasn't made by her, Its from some forwarded email drifting off the net and I just recently received it, waht LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really foots the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll provide a full translation along with the original text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the title goes as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                                          爱一人                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I love someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;color:navy;"   lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;and this is what it contained:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;如果你不爱一个人,       &lt;br /&gt; If you do not love a person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               请放手.                  &lt;br /&gt; please let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  好让别人有机会爱她.     &lt;br /&gt;so that other people would&lt;br /&gt;                            have the opportunity to love&lt;br /&gt;                                        her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 如果你爱的人放弃了你,     &lt;br /&gt;If your love abandoned you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     请放开自己,          &lt;br /&gt;please let go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 好让自己有机会爱别人.      &lt;br /&gt;so that others can love thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再喜欢也不会属于你的, &lt;br /&gt;there are things you do not&lt;br /&gt;                                want but stays with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再留恋也注定要放弃的.    &lt;br /&gt;there are things you&lt;br /&gt;                             cherish but you're doomed&lt;br /&gt;                                    to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  人生中有许多种.       &lt;br /&gt;there are many paths of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但别让自己为一种伤害.     &lt;br /&gt;but do not inflict pain upon&lt;br /&gt;                                     oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是注定要失去的,   &lt;br /&gt;some are fated to have a loss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是永远都不会有好结果的,&lt;br /&gt;some are fated to never have&lt;br /&gt;                                  a happy ending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人不一定要拥有,   &lt;br /&gt;love doesn't necessarily need&lt;br /&gt;                            the person to be by their&lt;br /&gt;                                      side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但拥有一个人就一定要好好的去爱她.  &lt;br /&gt;However, a person must be&lt;br /&gt;                               dedicated in loving her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人哭了是因为他真的爱了.     &lt;br /&gt;A man cried because he&lt;br /&gt;                                 loved his beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人哭了是因为她真的放弃了.   &lt;br /&gt;A woman cried because she&lt;br /&gt;                                   had to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  如果真诚是一种伤害,           &lt;br /&gt;If the pain caused&lt;br /&gt;                                      is sincere,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     我选择谎言;                &lt;br /&gt;I choose to lie;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   如果谎言一种伤害,          &lt;br /&gt;If a lie causes pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     我选择沉默;           &lt;br /&gt;I choose to remain silent;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  如果沉默是一种伤害,        &lt;br /&gt;If silence is a type of&lt;br /&gt;                                         pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     我选择离开.               &lt;br /&gt;I choose to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    如果失去是苦，           &lt;br /&gt;If the loss is too much&lt;br /&gt;                                        to bear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   你怕不怕付出?              &lt;br /&gt;Can you face what you&lt;br /&gt;                                      had done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   如果迷乱是苦，           &lt;br /&gt;If you're too confused,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 你会不会选择结束,         &lt;br /&gt;You are not left with an&lt;br /&gt;                                       option,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  如果追求是苦，           &lt;br /&gt;If it is hard to pursue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你会不会选择执迷不悟 ,      &lt;br /&gt;You will not choose to be&lt;br /&gt;                                     stubborn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  如果分离是苦，         &lt;br /&gt;If the separation is hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  你要向谁倾诉?           &lt;br /&gt;Who can you express to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好多事情都是后来才看清楚,    &lt;br /&gt;Only later on many things&lt;br /&gt;                                 are cleared up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好多事情当时一点也不觉得苦!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  At that time,realizing&lt;br /&gt;                               that all was not bitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sure hope my translation was enough to understand and I credit &lt;/span&gt;to whoever made this, its beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-6419909162601869271?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/6419909162601869271/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=6419909162601869271' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6419909162601869271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6419909162601869271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/11/letting-go.html' title='letting go'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-8109043762777843285</id><published>2008-11-01T18:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:07:55.645+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dai Ti replacement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/gkKy-gvNzf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/gkKy-gvNzf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Fnfhgio/playlist/zEfFTDtP/music_playlist/"&gt;代替&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;放开你的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;不管等多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;失&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;败是成功之母&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;们不怕苦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;找得到路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;你教我的歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;你唱歌的声&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;将那人潮都暗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;哑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;甜美而&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;优雅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;牵挂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;原来思念也有生命&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;有呼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;吸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;有你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;扎根在我的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;像部分身体&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;再多的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;风雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;再多不允&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;许&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;都不能阻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;挡我们在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;原来思念也有意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;爱与&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;我不在身&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;边就让思念代替&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;代替我去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;诃护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;放开你的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;送你到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;你的泪在我胸口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;不管等多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;无所求&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;生日快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;陈智齐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-8109043762777843285?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-3077790414430809635.post-1326574474011068164</id><published>2008-10-30T08:03:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:54:58.716+09:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;Regarding my previous post, its best to forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-1326574474011068164?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/1326574474011068164/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=1326574474011068164' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/1326574474011068164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/1326574474011068164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/10/dai-ti.html' title='....'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-8158495600122662690</id><published>2008-10-27T05:32:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T05:32:21.904+09:00</updated><title type='text'>State of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been a while since I ever touched this place.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It sure has quite a collection of dirt on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To cut things short, I'm actually still pissed at my parents' objections on my request for furthering my studies to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still haven't even found a good reason to forgive them.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm not even sure that I ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just recently I've been contacted by some other people for some uni offers.&lt;br/&gt;They offered me a degree by under some sort group; okay the thing is the mentioning of an opportunity to further studies just really burns my ear off. Really it does, it really burns my heart even by the sight of it. I tried to reject politely the operator for the offer, but all I really wanted to say "Hey Mother Fucker, Fuck Off and don't ever contact me again". I'm just enraged by the remembrance of a chance for furthering my studies. To top things off, my mom tried to get in touch with me by saying "have you planned out your future?" That sentence alone pissed me off like hellfire. I replied her with my sharp tongue and heck I never cared if I hurt her feelings. I had to make it clear that it piss's me off. I already had planned out my future but thanks to dad who secretly applied my name to this uni that I'm currently in and what's more, he tied my name with a loan to this uni. I am never ever given a chance to lead my life, heck am I fucking in control of it? He cornered me with no fucking choice; this is outrage for all I care. Even though you would say my score is quite good since these couple of semesters, but it is all just because, I don't have a choice. I can't leave because I have a loan tied to my name and mom says don't leave to protect my fathers' name. Oh fucking hell, what the fuck can I do? I really dislike the state of my uni, it's supposed to have an international status quo but why the hell are they saying words in malay? It's stated in the contract, that all classes will be conducted in English and the question papers are in English. How do you expect me to compromise with that, and fuck that they're also cheating the international students they don't know a thing in malay.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm not sure if I want to continue this on, 'cause it's robbing me off of my sleep which I really need 'cause I'll be driving back to KL later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-8158495600122662690?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/8158495600122662690/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=8158495600122662690' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8158495600122662690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8158495600122662690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-of-mind.html' title='State of mind'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-7361311403809102463</id><published>2008-09-15T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:11:26.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST GOT TO REPENT</title><content type='html'>everyone else is trying to inprove their faiths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still making deals withthe devil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7361311403809102463?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7361311403809102463/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7361311403809102463' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7361311403809102463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7361311403809102463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-got-to-repent.html' title='I JUST GOT TO REPENT'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-5349408936537166281</id><published>2008-08-26T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:30:45.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave or stay?</title><content type='html'>Its been really killing me when ever I bring this question to thought&lt;br /&gt;The question that comes to my mind is that, I plan to migrate to another country, I haven't placed which country that I'll be going off to but, I'll migrate to another place, but there are always obstacles, some that keep on bugging me. I asked a couple of friends about migrating and what will happen to my Malaysian citizenship, one of them gave me a reply, Mr. Howard, that if I forfeit my Malaysian citizenship, I'll never ever have the chance to gain it back. I'm not so sure about this but the thought of not being able to return to Malaysia has really troubled me in giving me a final say in it. I'm sure some of you may think that I'm crazy but, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I no longer have the feeling of longing to go home, I've lost what it feels like to come back home, the warmth, the happiness, that happy gut feeling, I just live to live another day. I go to sleep every night, when I wake up in the morning, there's that emptiness that I feel everytime, eventhough I pray, it still feels the same, something is just missing, it won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents no longer understand me, or they never understood me at all, even when they still controled my choice in my Uni offers, it was just the last straw for me. I warned them that their decision has consumed me, changing me into the opposite person who I was. I used to strive for peace, now I'm man who thirsts for revenge, bloodshed. Why do I have to obey my father's pride, this is my fucking future if you ever cared. SO what , your telling me its a waste of time, what difference was it during your time and mine, you think times now are just the same as it was? How the hell should&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I know if I never experienced it, and one more thing, things now are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can see whats been consuming my mind from thnking rationally, I'm just consumed by rage, the fury to take a life. A couple of years back, I already questioned myself, why am I doing all of this, I no longer know why am I doing the things that I do anymore, why do I rush to one place to another, like an endless marathon. I just live to see my maker eventually at the end of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost this resolve to continue life with this cause for greater good, but this fuming oppositon in me is making its way to take over my life, replacing my mind for world destruction, Just thinking of it makes me feel thats its a more greater cause, but seeing these young children after me, seeing how innocent they live their life, maybe I just wish I could protect it from being corrupted by the vast evil in the world, created by our own selves. Maybe something I'm turning into, the evil that I oppose, maybe I'm suppose to become a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I migrate, I pretty sure know this that I must leave everything behind, everything that I known for these 11 years in Malaysia. I won't have the chance to see my parents, see them live their life through their retirement at ease, or even to see them rest peacefully for their afterlife. I won't get to see Pei Yue go to school, or even see her grow up. I won't even know what would happen to my own siblings. I wouldn't know if my elder brother and sister have started their own family and if my little sister can even stand on her own feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to start a new slide of my life, somewhere new, somewhere I never knew, somewhere where nobody doesn't even know me and where I don't know anyone. To start white. Maybe so that I can straighten my mind, have everything maped out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jiea, told me to think it twice.. Its a tough decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when people leave a pleace, they mean that their trying to find their answer in life..&lt;br /&gt;the way I see it, maybe its just another excuse to run away, running away from something that they themselves maybe aren't sure of. Their very own answers were most probably right infront of them, at the very place where they ran from. Guess they were blinded from seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself am not sure what I'm trying to run away from, If I try to accept it, I'm not even sure what the heck it is, or even where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am damaged. heart and soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-5349408936537166281?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/5349408936537166281/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=5349408936537166281' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5349408936537166281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5349408936537166281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/08/leave-or-stay.html' title='leave or stay?'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2113120049147011073</id><published>2008-08-14T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:52:22.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagophthalmos</title><content type='html'>I always wondered why my eyes were dry and red, even though I've already applied some eye moisture products and had enough sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:72;"&gt;I SLEEP WITH MY EYES OPEN&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/3077790414430809635-2113120049147011073?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2113120049147011073/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2113120049147011073' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2113120049147011073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2113120049147011073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/08/lagophthalmos.html' title='lagophthalmos'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-115050211345667949</id><published>2008-07-02T01:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:57:09.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going nuclear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With the sky rocketing prices in oil, gas and any carbon based fuel that we human beings use for energy, as the title says, we are RE-initiating our nuclear program. Well heck, we won't last that long if we can't find an alternate source of energy at we don't have any options left. Heck, I don't even have to leave the country to get a job, this field of work does require my expertise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible price hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGpvooP2WqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kmjpnDKem_Q/s1600-h/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGpvooP2WqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kmjpnDKem_Q/s320/DSC01391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218105862051486370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, its really bad for my budget and I love to drive very fast&lt;br /&gt;(this is just ALMOST my HALF tank)&lt;br /&gt;eg: having an average speed of 120km/h on the highway&lt;br /&gt;(so far so good, no ticket, thank god)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGp0wVcv2PI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MRTW6KWtDlE/s1600-h/DSC01460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGp0wVcv2PI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MRTW6KWtDlE/s320/DSC01460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218111492002404594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well this will solve everyone's problem, we should just&lt;br /&gt;cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGp0wkPFXsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pqHDhXxDDs0/s1600-h/DSC01461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGp0wkPFXsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pqHDhXxDDs0/s320/DSC01461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218111495971626690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more conveniently, this type can be folded like&lt;br /&gt;in the pic above, good for taking it along with you&lt;br /&gt;in MRT's, buses or etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a demo on this folding bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRiUeZrd_pE"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRiUeZrd_pE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;well there are more designs and different brands on this particular of bicycle but you're the user, so you should decide on what you want. But for my advice, if you're planning to get one and you're going to use it in the city limits, better get a mountain bike or the one I'm showing. A mountain bike is more suited because its more easier to handle and the tires are great on bumpy and rough roads( hence it was designed for rough cycling in the mountains ). Prices for bikes varies because of the types of frames and equipment (gears, shifters,etc) being used. Some range from rm500(these bikes are usually standard issues, where the frame is set at a specific size and the other parts are standard low-grade parts) while some can cost to rm15k-rm45k( usually these kind of bikes are the ones that bicycle enthusiasts use, because these kind of bikes are made from scratch to suite the user, for instance the frames are more durable and lighter usually aluminum/carbon and is different in size to go with the user's height while the gears and shifters are of high quality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unlike other countries, cycling in Malaysia is really risking it, I know, I'm experienced. Other countries have parks, lanes, even parking bays made for the public for bicycle users but in Malaysia, I don't see a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-115050211345667949?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/115050211345667949/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=115050211345667949' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/115050211345667949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/115050211345667949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/07/w.html' title='We&apos;re going nuclear'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGpvooP2WqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kmjpnDKem_Q/s72-c/DSC01391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2342467643887402620</id><published>2008-06-27T02:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T03:20:09.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 2 result</title><content type='html'>▒&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGPgV1pQcwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CBi5u0JzAf4/s1600-h/result+mar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGPgV1pQcwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CBi5u0JzAf4/s320/result+mar.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216259459207164674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mushed up the courage to post my exam result it came out for sometime already, so here it is, my score this time was 3.36, bummer man, it went down a bit, we were cut short for that semester, we were given 14weeks to cram all the info we could. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGJvNquWMvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NEbKFRO4Lbg/s320/PosterThumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215853599046120178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;f size="42"&gt;KAMEN RIDER : THE NEXT&lt;/f&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;http://www.maskedridernext.jp/&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The new film is a direct sequel to MASKED RIDER THE FIRST (Kamen Raidaa Za Faasuto, 2005), featuring the return of Masked Riders 1 and 2, and the introduction of Masked Rider V3. &lt;p&gt;Just as MASKED RIDER THE FIRST was a loose re-telling of both Shotaro Ishinomori’s original manga and Toei’s MASKED RIDER (Kamen Raidaa, 1971) TV series, MASKED RIDER THE NEXT is set to re-tell the story behind Toei’s MASKED RIDER V3 (Kamen Raidaa Buisurii, 1973) TV series.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actors Masaya Kikawada and Hassei Takano are returning from MASKED RIDER THE FIRST as Takeshi Hongo (Masked Rider 1) and Hayato Ichimonji (Masked Rider 2) respectively, while Kazuki Katou steps into the role of Shiro Kazami (Masked Rider V3). 22-year-old Katou previously appeared in the MASKED RIDER KABUTO (Kamen Raidaa Kabuto, 2006) TV series as Daisuke Kazama, the alter-ego of Masked Rider Drake, as well as the series’ accompanying theatrical film MASKED RIDER KABUTO: GOD SPEED LOVE (Kamen Raidaa Kabuto Goddo Supiido Rabu, 2006).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2 years after the events of MASKED RIDER THE FIRST, rumours are spreading of vicious murders, which are always accompanied by the song of a young pop idol named Chiharu. After Chiharu disappears, her older brother Shiro Kazami goes in search for her, and inevitably finds himself in the hands of the organization “Shocker”. It is here, where a new generation of Riders are being created, that Shiro Kazami is transformed into Masked Rider V3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I got the chance too watch this movie, been waiting for sometime for an english subbed version of it to be circulated around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2366859912863858208?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2366859912863858208/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2366859912863858208' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2366859912863858208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2366859912863858208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/06/yang-akan-datang.html' title='yang akan datang'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SGJvNquWMvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NEbKFRO4Lbg/s72-c/PosterThumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-4761546702912438898</id><published>2008-06-23T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:21:00.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Had one of these weird dreams a while ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here with my colleagues( which seem like them, not sure I even haven't started a job yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were fighting over some issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird ones to be exact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were fighting over the four seasons for some campaign I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started because they named the wrong season for the actual one and they were missing one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said " Summer, we're , missing one here, autumn and winter".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to day the one that we were missing but teh word that came out of my mouth was "Spargo"?? what the heck is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not remember what exactly was it then I went around asking everyone the correct word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ended up telling them " nah that's wrong ,it doesn't sound right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I woke up, I checked my surroundings (the things that were in front of  my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rethought my dream and it took me one hell of a second to say out "it was SPRING".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a small talk with Mrs Tan the other day&lt;br /&gt;I asked about a few things here and there&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is that when I said "oh.. not that"&lt;br /&gt;she said back " not that"&lt;br /&gt;clearly she is making fun of me, damn.&lt;br /&gt;when she left I blurted out her first daughter's name&lt;br /&gt;she didn't hear me&lt;br /&gt;but it was unethical at the time&lt;br /&gt;it seem that I really meant to ask about her first daughter&lt;br /&gt;but I couldn't, don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A segment of my dream had her first daughter in it&lt;br /&gt;I was with a crowd during some event&lt;br /&gt;I was in the front rows, not sure what was it about,&lt;br /&gt;the mc said it was about a selection of people to be representing something&lt;br /&gt;it felt more like a we were being detained just like illegal immigrants (lol)&lt;br /&gt;people were being smacked on their heads which seem to be stickers bearing some kind of embedded registry numbers, I know cause I also got smack on the head too with being greeted "congratulations you've been chosen to represent..."&lt;br /&gt;I ran my fingers over the sticker, felt the embedded coding there&lt;br /&gt;I turned behind to the person behind me, she said "you're chosen too?",&lt;br /&gt;I replied "yeah, hey let me see that". the sticker was orange in color , I could see that the coding was similar to a numbering  model of a machine, "XMS-34????" can't remember much detail now. I turned back to the front, I could see a car with a bunch of people coming out and heading towards us, seem in a hurry to get in with us. But only one person stayed in the car, not sure why. Then it started to rain, all of us stayed on until the event was over, during that I could sense that person was her, I really felt that I should get up and head to the car and accompany her, she was there all alone, waiting.. but I didn't get up, damn I don't know why but I said something to myself, " this is as far as you can get?" heck the car was clearly 2 meteres infront of me yet I didn't do a thing. then crowd started to move, seem that the event ended&lt;br /&gt;she suddenly made a move and went out of the car ran to us&lt;br /&gt;she ran right pass me, I could'nt keep my eyes off of her&lt;br /&gt;I could see how see how soft she ran, all dreamy like a fairy, AH BE DEN, it was a dream&lt;br /&gt;then I felt that I was afloat and flew away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHat gives???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-4761546702912438898?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/4761546702912438898/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=4761546702912438898' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4761546702912438898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4761546702912438898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/06/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-683420893838163736</id><published>2008-06-16T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:28:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world isn't that bad, yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_qG5yvVCIx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_qG5yvVCIx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/8ddiCtd/music/dKq1C1FX/israel_kamakawiwoole_somewhere_over_the_rainbow/"&gt;Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Israel Kamakawiwoole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Way up high&lt;br /&gt;There's a land that I heard of&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lullaby  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Skies are blue&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams that you dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;Really do come true  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Some day I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemondrops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Bluebirds fly&lt;br /&gt;Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why then, oh why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;Some day I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemondrops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Bluebirds fly&lt;br /&gt;Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why then, oh why can't I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;If happy little bluebirds fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Beyond the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Why, oh why can't I?&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/3077790414430809635-683420893838163736?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/683420893838163736/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=683420893838163736' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/683420893838163736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/683420893838163736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/06/world-isnt-that-bad-yet.html' title='the world isn&apos;t that bad, yet.'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-5990714796688529222</id><published>2008-05-09T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T03:28:47.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SCNTp47ukVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1lt5bbOdOoY/s1600-h/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SCNTp47ukVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1lt5bbOdOoY/s320/DSC00031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198090374038327634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;doesn't it look great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing I'm worried about is getting an authentic license for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and taking care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-5990714796688529222?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/5990714796688529222/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=5990714796688529222' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5990714796688529222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5990714796688529222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/05/hobby.html' title='hobby'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/SCNTp47ukVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1lt5bbOdOoY/s72-c/DSC00031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-4234915689579013476</id><published>2008-04-22T09:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:49:23.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precognition premonition</title><content type='html'>its been some time since I blogged anything, my hectic life, being hiatus most if the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that, the night before, I had some dream where I met people that I have never seen before and mostly the dream was consisted of people or friends that I have not seen for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually when I dream something like this, things happen. I'm not sure what, but something will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get dreams or nightmares of the future quiet frequently and when I decipher them, figure them out, they come true. That was some time ago but they have been diminishing until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was one time, 1 week before my spm results were out, I dream t' of  my spm results, the dream gave me the exact same results as the one I received the day of the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably its just in my mind, I'm crazy maybe. Maybe its just a side effect of what my personality is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like playing guess, as in when I haven't met this person, i hear their voice and imagine what he/she actually looks like, sometimes I always get them right, guessing whats behind door no.1 and so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then when I was in my early teens, I really believed in telepathy, telekinesis or  psychic powers. at a time I believed I had it, I had psychic powers, ya ya ya, you think I'm crazy am I. Anyway, I went on, see what I could do, explore and master it, if it was possible at the time. Now I just forgotten all about this stuff, not sure I f I still have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time when I got rejected by this girl in high school, it was during form3, well a nerd being rejected, you may know what will happen, what he'll probably do, bu I just had this something where I can predict where she is, well is more like I felt that she's approaching to school and all but I brushed it off asap,'cause she rejected me and I'm tried to get over her, basically I learned to hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another part was when, I think it was the same year when I was in form 3, there was this day that my ears was burning, as in hot, red, emitting heat. It was unusual as it never happen before and I knew it wasn't normal to happen, I felt that was someone or a bunch of people were talking behind my back, so I charged around the whole school, through each class and I found  bunch of girls gossiping, I looked at one of them and I could see that was trying to know if I knew what she was talking about. I letf but the burning didn't stop so I went back and they were still gossiping, this time I really got them. I left again, and they stopped gossiping as well as the burning sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly around my senior year, I was getting to know this girl, well as you would say it she was invisible? we see each other everyday, every year, but I never took the trouble to talk to her, one time she was surprised when I called her by her name, it seem that she thought I never knew hers. I remember her high school appearance, she wore glasses, an intelligent woman, a bookworm, she was shy, but talkative to people she knew, liked martial arts, she'd had her hair short but in our senior year she started to keep it long, it was kind of appealing to me. I remember one time that she cut her hair really short, horrendous but I didn't dare to tell her, I just stared in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my point here is that, as time grew, I felt some affinity with her, i could know that she staring or looking at me, I knew she was somewhere nearby and so. Until this day, I still can feel it, this feeling. one time last year I was waiting in my old high-school for some unsettled affairs, as I was waiting, I felt a very strong something, it was more like two round objects piercing my back through my chest, it gave my heart a sensation, it beated very fast. it was as if someone was watching me, i had this feeling that it was her. but I could be proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be its just in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, a black crow just appeared on the window in front of me, maybe something is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just plain crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-4234915689579013476?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/4234915689579013476/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=4234915689579013476' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4234915689579013476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4234915689579013476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/04/precognition.html' title='&lt;s&gt;precognition&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;premonition&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-9157660620376981927</id><published>2008-03-22T01:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:32:35.395+09:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Hierophant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Hierophant's purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) deals with worldly problems. He is well suited to do this because he strives to create harmony and peace in the midst of a crisis. The Hierophant's only problem is that he can be stubborn and hidebound. At his best, he is wise and soothing, at his worst, he is an unbending traditionalist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&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/3077790414430809635-9157660620376981927?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/9157660620376981927/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=9157660620376981927' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/9157660620376981927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/9157660620376981927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-7713468826051265852</id><published>2008-03-21T08:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:17:13.949+09:00</updated><title type='text'>the time I slept</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept from 1:00pm yesterday until 5:20am this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long is that actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do usually wake everyday around that time but the time I went to sleep seems odd, you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did wake up around 10:00pm but just for a while, 2 minutes?, then I went back to sleep. WTH I've been asleep for more than 12 hours?!!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the previous day before yesterday(Wednesday), I didn't sleep a wink that night so maybe it would explain some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in jb for a while for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been searching for this song for while, but got it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Da Xia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Fxc0Fsd7_H/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Fxc0Fsd7_H/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7713468826051265852?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7713468826051265852/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7713468826051265852' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7713468826051265852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7713468826051265852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-i-slept.html' title='the time I slept'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-7990482221077959985</id><published>2008-03-05T16:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:44:01.584+09:00</updated><title type='text'>a truth untold</title><content type='html'>this is a review of mine from a Malaysian Studies class I had earlier this time around, Heck, its in a quiz that I'm gonna have to take which is 10% of my overall and I really liked this documentary, so here goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the main site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://10tahun.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 Tahun Sebelum Merdeka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebuah filem dokumentari oleh Fahmi Reza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20 Oktober 1947 merupakan hari bersejarah dalam perjuangan berperlembagaan rakyat Malaya menuntut kemerdekaan dari penjajah British. Filem dokumentari pendek ini menceritakan pengalaman yang dilalui oleh 5 individu yang turut serta dalam perjuangan politik kiri untuk membentuk sebuah gerakan kemerdekaan rakyat di Malaya, sepuluh tahun sebelum merdeka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this documentation contains actual interviews of a now disbanded politic party that the govt at that time, took various actions to make sure the propaganda they tried to upbring for the country, were broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, feast your eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNZzZlVgWxY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNZzZlVgWxY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fo9fOS7VNus"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fo9fOS7VNus" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtMPNJ38E1M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtMPNJ38E1M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th and final part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DwGgBkQxT-4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DwGgBkQxT-4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7990482221077959985?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7990482221077959985/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7990482221077959985' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7990482221077959985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7990482221077959985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/03/truth-untold.html' title='a truth untold'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-8439880926894978779</id><published>2008-03-05T15:57:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:29:04.834+09:00</updated><title type='text'>politics</title><content type='html'>well now I'm currently in jb, be around for a few days then off back to the crack in he world. The first thing ever that I did when I came back was I cooked, Yea I cooked.Blah blah, like you can't, so it ain't something fancy to squirm about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the point I'm trying to say is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly I wouldn't dare say this as it would be something kinda opposing to my current govt. and the employers of parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were someone like me, highly educated, having a good sense of politics or blah blah, you could easily see how bad/corrupted the system that is currently governing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying is that you should be a politic-pro supporter, is that you should at least see the views of each parties, compare each with equal attention, and decide for yourself what kind of govt that you want for yourself, your family, your possible future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you readers would think traditionally that I'd join this certain politic party, but I think that I wouldn't, I myself loathe its slogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, don't give me that hateful remark, its my beliefs that wouldn't agree with their way of handling stuff, couldn't you see why the founder himself decided to leave that party? his reasons, are kinda mine the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly there is this certain politic party that existed during the days before kemerdekaan, and if it were still around. I'd POSSIBLY join. yEAh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-8439880926894978779?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/8439880926894978779/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=8439880926894978779' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8439880926894978779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8439880926894978779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/03/politics.html' title='politics'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-8188616980725806207</id><published>2008-03-04T07:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T07:43:51.686+09:00</updated><title type='text'>just something I had to do</title><content type='html'>gosh I'm ashamed of my self, I can't even talk/utter my English&lt;br /&gt; like I used to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that nobody here would ever want to talk in english, its either hokkien, malay or something broken, if i'm tensed/in a tiff, I will never talk politely in malay, i'll just lavish out my apek-malay slang talking like some pissed ah beng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku, kau, kepala buntut, Nyama ci***, puk*m**, lan*** ma ***, ji*** and etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how polite am I, wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this saying that the first language that you ever learnt will be your mother tongue(I 'm not sure If I spelled that right). Now my english if a far cry from what i'm used to like, i'd say my level that was you'd be speaking to foreigner with an american accent from the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a sin when ever I try to talk in english, they look at you as if they have a score to settle with you.=.=\\\\\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there's definitely a lot for me to say since i've finally, somehow managed to find some mojo to blog. I'll be random until there's a steaky post to put up here, guess its probably i'm getting my mid-term hollidays, its hectic and the hair-loss problem, my life is a raft cage for now, finding some solution to iron it out, 'till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-8188616980725806207?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/8188616980725806207/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=8188616980725806207' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8188616980725806207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8188616980725806207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-something-i-had-to-do.html' title='just something I had to do'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-5060649699550123134</id><published>2008-02-16T23:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:33:11.033+09:00</updated><title type='text'>DEPRESSION 101</title><content type='html'>http://www.yunnamhaircare.com/hairpro.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-5060649699550123134?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/5060649699550123134/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=5060649699550123134' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5060649699550123134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5060649699550123134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/02/depression-101.html' title='DEPRESSION 101'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-1096211109973763669</id><published>2008-01-07T22:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:30:26.629+09:00</updated><title type='text'>time is up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4Iq-dAgb8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/l-nGh4SH0eQ/s1600-h/DSC01010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4Iq-dAgb8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/l-nGh4SH0eQ/s320/DSC01010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152728176092278722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that god damn time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;my life is like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4IsbNAgb9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/w8WCDsuqPfA/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4IsbNAgb9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/w8WCDsuqPfA/s320/DSC00944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152729769525145554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love life is more similar to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4IxD9AgcAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VqIL8j9hP9o/s1600-h/1199651053651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4IxD9AgcAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VqIL8j9hP9o/s320/1199651053651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152734867651325954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, this comes up in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4Is_9Agb-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/iYme3sCK8pQ/s1600-h/WrongRazor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4Is_9Agb-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/iYme3sCK8pQ/s320/WrongRazor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152730400885338082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what, I got hairy arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times where I wished it could stop&lt;br /&gt;rollback&lt;br /&gt;do this and that&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;nah, fat chance&lt;br /&gt;would it be so different if I did it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being possessive is bad&lt;br /&gt;not even letting go, ain't doing good to your health&lt;br /&gt;someone quoted this&lt;br /&gt;"if you love the person, let go"&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;its telling me&lt;br /&gt;to HELL WITH THAT&lt;br /&gt;those dark arts that I learnt and know, is really giving me second thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really have to agree to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4I0YdAgcBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/dyjADuwWxQM/s1600-h/women_problem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4I0YdAgcBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/dyjADuwWxQM/s320/women_problem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152738518373527570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup A+ equation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;疼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its killing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-1096211109973763669?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/1096211109973763669/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=1096211109973763669' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/1096211109973763669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/1096211109973763669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-is-up.html' title='time is up'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R4Iq-dAgb8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/l-nGh4SH0eQ/s72-c/DSC01010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2440236959784490086</id><published>2007-12-28T23:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:13:57.474+09:00</updated><title type='text'>result</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R3UCK9Agb7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/fhaQv8dI4Iw/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R3UCK9Agb7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/fhaQv8dI4Iw/s200/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149024136166666162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click picture to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally my result arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cgpa is 3.4 , ouch man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2440236959784490086?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2440236959784490086/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2440236959784490086' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2440236959784490086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2440236959784490086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/12/result.html' title='result'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R3UCK9Agb7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/fhaQv8dI4Iw/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2190811487293459038</id><published>2007-12-14T04:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T04:33:21.325+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 80% A Child of the 90s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouachildofthe90squiz/90s-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup!?! You remember the 90s like they were yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And you're ready to open up a can of whoop-ass on any other decade.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouachildofthe90squiz/"&gt;Are You a Child of an 90s?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i miss those times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crytal pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fresh prince of bel air and saved by the bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all those crazy things during the 90s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure If I am ok yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she still gives me those "butterflies in my stomach feeling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn how strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure what will happen if I'll meet her in person. GEEEzerzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your the woman that i'm mentioning. i'm not sure what will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2190811487293459038?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2190811487293459038/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2190811487293459038' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2190811487293459038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2190811487293459038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-8963215273178458821</id><published>2007-11-28T23:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:45:45.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook</title><content type='html'>finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought myself to make a facebook account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ain't something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno how to use it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend no1 said its "FUU-YOh!!! nice, gerek sial!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and friend no2 said " it sucks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I go with friend no2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time I used the thing, I clicky clicky here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duno what I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got too many features&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went from " oh like this, ok then"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh shit! wtf? why I put her there? wth did I just sent her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest is history, despite that, I went and poked and kissed people randomly,  iduncarelah.&lt;br /&gt;saw one of my friends acc, she's older than me btw, but to my horror she posted a pic of her that I wouldn't see her in public in it. To cut the cahse, WTH WARAGHGHGGGHHHHHHH!!! crap larh I can't get that damn picture out of my head, I know she's a part time model but, I dont know lah.. a normal man would probably be aroused, but to me, ITS DAMN RIGHT WRONG, I know the person, it justs, it just feels wrong I tell you.wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the profile of the woman that I am trying to get over with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when realized I have forgotten her but just when I see her, even just her name, I'm just proven wrong, right on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my iris enlarged, I get this funny warm feeling starting from my belly, shoots towards my torso and up into my head. My heart elevated, an adrenaline rush. I felt HAPPY. I felt GLAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in a split second I thought back. She won't love you, not a chance. I keep telling myself that, but to no avail, it doesn't kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even there were many profiles with the same name, I clicked this one and I knew it was her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I'm just passing by a particular place, someone told me she was there a while ago and I just missed her, I had a gut feeling that she was nearby. I don't know why I feel it. Why do I even feel her presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've restrained myself from contacting her, from trying to know how she is, how is her health, is she doing ok? is her boyfriend treating her well? can she face her studies well or not? Even sending a birthday message and showing my concern for her, I'm taken aback, and when she wishes me a happy birthday, I quickly give her a taste of my acid tounge. It pains me because, after all I could possibly be hurting her feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the way I am trying to get over her, is not even a good method, severing ties, making her hate me so that I can't have, be near her.. its going to take a toll on me, a big one I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know her friends, they know me, I know her siblings and her siblings know me, I know her mother and she knows who am I. But I don't know her father, didn't get the chance to talk to the man just a few bump ins but that wouldn't make it, but guessing this, her father probably knows me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you remember something, your brain responds by turning it into your memory. You'll remember it if you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frequently remembering it&lt;br /&gt;doing things that keeps you reminded of such a thing&lt;br /&gt;make a memento or a keepsake to remember&lt;br /&gt;think about it&lt;br /&gt;and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we humans can remember a lot of things but why don't we remember them? is it because, we never make ourselves to be even reminded about this particular detail, this particular memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am quickly reminded about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R02JcBRHWwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yMBrV0Y7Rps/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R02JcBRHWwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yMBrV0Y7Rps/s200/DSC00886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137913864369167106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a quote from the magazine"to grow up is to forget"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see a picture of her, just because I will miss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see her name, because I will think of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear her voice, because I'll be reminded of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't know how she feels, because my heart will be torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I cherish her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-8963215273178458821?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/8963215273178458821/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=8963215273178458821' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8963215273178458821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8963215273178458821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/facebook.html' title='facebook'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R02JcBRHWwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yMBrV0Y7Rps/s72-c/DSC00886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-1849657278103546915</id><published>2007-11-28T23:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:21:33.017+09:00</updated><title type='text'>tacky</title><content type='html'>haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havin a or maybe a headache from teaching my mom on how to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time the com was equipped with microsoft office 2003™, she normally did her work using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she had "trouble" using the features to get her work done. She'd always ask me ; "macam mana nak guna ini?" "apa ni?!!! tak boleh ke bawah? mak dah tekan beberapa kali dah" "eh, DAH HILANG KERJA MAK?".. and so on lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I upgrade it to microsoft office 2007™ because I needed to do my assignments and it had a lot more features and an easier layout, so, you know the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now she can get the hang of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she always forget to check her pendrive for viruses... 妈妈, 我爱你 . . .(=_=\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-1849657278103546915?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/1849657278103546915/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=1849657278103546915' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/1849657278103546915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/1849657278103546915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/tacky.html' title='tacky'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-4983093241559327266</id><published>2007-11-28T15:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T16:02:38.872+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel good</title><content type='html'>today I did something that I never did for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I did was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cool breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wet grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied down on the wet ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inhaled the fresh air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the natural feeling of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I was barefoot not naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt really good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since I felt something good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to contrast from all of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's relative passed away today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he lives nearby my area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jln mohd amin there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to visit anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning 18 is a sign i'll be wearing black throughout the year. Going to have to expect a lot more of something like this to happen in near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-4983093241559327266?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/4983093241559327266/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=4983093241559327266' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4983093241559327266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4983093241559327266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-good.html' title='I feel good'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-4741284686457568520</id><published>2007-11-27T22:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:59:31.498+09:00</updated><title type='text'>what a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0woRRRHWrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/r4WXK6jrgDI/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0woRRRHWrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/r4WXK6jrgDI/s400/DSC00951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137525552080968370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today I went out and I met my brothers of 6rsn1 at plaza pelangi, to get some mathematics T notes.(well I've been asking a lot of people and I got no replies, sad). Met up Long Shing, Yi Xiang and Shi Jie at McD, chat for a while only didn't have much time ' cause they had PA tuition later on. Anyway, I gila and follow and walk them up to omega and into their class. Anyway, if anyone of you were there and didn't notice, I was wearing an orange collar shirt with funky designs+some chinese characters that I can't make out and jeans. Well I hurried back as I realized that I was no longer needed there, well could have stayed and said hello to En. Amran, but nah. Anyway on my way out to from pelangi the machine kept on rejecting my ticket.. the machine got problem inside and on my way back.. took a lot of wrong turns.. haven't been to that area for a long time.. so blame myself larh. I also sped a red light, couldn't help it, I had my eye on the road not the traffic light.. I just noticed that t it was red only when I passed the something what you call it the line where you stop when the light goes red. Couldn't stop in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND my neighbor got robbed, I don't how many times edi, but this is the worst leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wqTRRHWsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bzL5QOH0wIY/s1600-h/DSC00953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wqTRRHWsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bzL5QOH0wIY/s320/DSC00953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137527785463962306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wrRRRHWtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Rgo6KaaahwA/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wrRRRHWtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Rgo6KaaahwA/s320/DSC00954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137528850615851730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wrnRRHWuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VEIPaOP0RcY/s1600-h/DSC00955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wrnRRHWuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VEIPaOP0RcY/s320/DSC00955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137529228572973794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wtHxRHWvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/aH4YyDW7QO8/s1600-h/DSC00956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0wtHxRHWvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/aH4YyDW7QO8/s320/DSC00956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137530886430350066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as you can see from the pictures, there are signs of using equipment to break in. This isn't any ordinary crack head that broke in, these are the work of pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its was kinda all to coincided, my neighbor had a lot of new things in their possession such jewelry, computer's, passports and etc. The husband was away at SG at the time, it seemed that it was all planned, not just any random robbing spree. The wife broke down into tears when she arrived at the scene, haih.. but her relatives were there to see what happened and console her at the time. Stayed to give a statement of the robbery but didn't help much, the only info that was at my hands were that the vehicle of the robbers was a dark suv, most probably a kembara, its color was dark green/black and there were two of them, they appeared to look like malay in appearance. Well the police sure did a quick job, saw one of them holding a brief case full with forensic items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its really hard to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quite neighbourhood = safe , I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that quite, can hear crickets everyday, mostly at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-4741284686457568520?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/4741284686457568520/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=4741284686457568520' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2984695594907331151</id><published>2007-11-26T05:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T06:44:50.489+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>沮丧的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不能帮助否认我的问题&lt;br /&gt;我需要让去&lt;br /&gt;但是。。&lt;br /&gt;它似乎是我不想要到&lt;br /&gt;它使我痛苦&lt;br /&gt;每天&lt;br /&gt;它正在拆开我的思想和灵魂&lt;br /&gt;没有任何的机会补缀在&lt;br /&gt;当他们是无法解决的时候，&lt;br /&gt;我真的憎恨事物&lt;br /&gt;我应该没有停止为那些叁加 f 6 持续几天&lt;br /&gt;我感觉像我逃离她&lt;br /&gt;我认识她将会拒绝我,甚至在她真的做之前&lt;br /&gt;因为我认识我不会被她的身边是不再，&lt;br /&gt;所以那时我想要她拒绝我&lt;br /&gt;我没有期待像这一样的一个结果&lt;br /&gt;我仍然与她相恋?&lt;br /&gt;因为你知道, 当一个人喜欢另外的一个人的时候&lt;br /&gt;如此的感觉能容易地拒绝当不想要的&lt;br /&gt;但是。。&lt;br /&gt;她偷了我的心&lt;br /&gt;因为这我仅仅被悲伤&lt;br /&gt;当曾经我见到一张她的照片的时候。。&lt;br /&gt;我将试着得到它&lt;br /&gt;当我了解的时候我做了什么&lt;br /&gt;我见到。。&lt;br /&gt;一个她的收集&lt;br /&gt;她的微笑。。&lt;br /&gt;她的眼睛。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我正在做的&lt;br /&gt;不很好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当人告诉我她不和某人在一起的时候，我憎恨它&lt;br /&gt;当她告诉我直线她和某人在一起的时候。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她所说的话在我的思想中接替&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with someone else, so its not possible between us"&lt;br /&gt;但是她的声音声音正在时尚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的我有的较多照片的堆..&lt;br /&gt;我了解。。&lt;br /&gt;我将会仍然做一件如此的事物直到她的死亡时候吗?&lt;br /&gt;收集照片, 使～相等她有她自己的家庭关心?&lt;br /&gt;一个家庭, 我是不部份。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我需要停止&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一定停止这。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我必须住接受这&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我必须继续&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我必须面对她&lt;br /&gt;因为她是我的恐惧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I fear could be&lt;br /&gt;is that i'm afraid to lose her&lt;br /&gt;but I already lost her&lt;br /&gt;so what is there to hold onto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu-satunya cara yang aku dapat&lt;br /&gt;melepaskannya adalah dengan membenci akan dia&lt;br /&gt;tetapi masalahnya&lt;br /&gt;tiada kebencian dalam diriku terhadapnya&lt;br /&gt;tetapi selama ini, aku hanya membuat dia membenci diri aku aje&lt;br /&gt;adakah ini sahaja cara yang berkesan?&lt;br /&gt;memutuskan terus pertalian dengan dia?&lt;br /&gt;mungkin, tapi bukan yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mahu menyakiti dia.&lt;br /&gt;kan senang kalau aku langsung terus tak jumpa dia dalam hidup aku?&lt;br /&gt;tapi tanpa kehadiran dia,&lt;br /&gt;mungkin dah lama aku melepaskan daya untuk membina masa hadapan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tahu apa yang aku mesti lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I know I must move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2984695594907331151?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2984695594907331151/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2984695594907331151' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0Y-7BRHWoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BJC5j9uIr8c/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/R0Y-7BRHWoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BJC5j9uIr8c/s320/DSC00930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135861608736053890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;danga bay at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-6916314883727079307?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/6916314883727079307/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-7515666357974999246</id><published>2007-11-14T22:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T07:12:53.309+09:00</updated><title type='text'>@18</title><content type='html'>on the 2nd of November 2007, at the time 3:13pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have turned 18 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its long pass my birthday, and I didn't have the time to mention it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank everyone for conveying their wishes to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself wasn't even aware that it was my own birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it been because i'd stop celebrating it? the last time I celebrated was.. 6 years ago? back in primary6? vauge, my memory that is. Side effects of becoming old. an old man, yea.. a lonely grumpy old man.. the hell with it. I don't have that much time left to live anyway. My birthday, just became another day, passing in my life, how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is amazing that I am already 18, but I am still alive. My heart is still kicking, it hasn't gave up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the people who wished me a happy birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bimbo sister&lt;br /&gt;my brother&lt;br /&gt;my mom&lt;br /&gt;amira(wow! you knew, wth?!)&lt;br /&gt;KimLeong(I wan my free lunch, lol)&lt;br /&gt;WeiJiea(wah so short..)&lt;br /&gt;JiaHao(wah? you also know?)&lt;br /&gt;LekWen(didn't expect it getting it from you)&lt;br /&gt;JiaChang(same thing with LekWen)&lt;br /&gt;JinChiat(no need to welcome me to the adult world, people have already been treating me like one before Iwas even 18..)&lt;br /&gt;ZhiQi(surprised anyway, but really had a hard time processing the mixed feeling I had at the time, probably your first and last? was cramming for finals anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to eveyone else that didn't wish me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what, you guys didn't even know when I was born, so nothing at fault here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can still wish me in the possible futures that'll come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I have a short life, so its better to live it as the best that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and during the time before this post, there were other bitrthdays that occured:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhiQi's&lt;br /&gt;JiaChang's&lt;br /&gt;ChaoTian's&lt;br /&gt;MY OWN DAD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I can't remember at the moment but please forgive me if I can't, I will try to remember, I am a man of my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Upcoming is my own MOM's b-day, so gotta get something, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7515666357974999246?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7515666357974999246/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7515666357974999246' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7515666357974999246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7515666357974999246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/18.html' title='@18'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-6195915678132906296</id><published>2007-11-14T22:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:43:22.612+09:00</updated><title type='text'>biology</title><content type='html'>as an ex-pure science student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I do love maths but somehow, there isn't something similiar like bio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what goes in and out of my blood vessels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can influnece the effectiveness of my neurons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially what I'm learning here are just stuff relevent to the law of physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P=I^2R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P=V^2/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_equations_in_classical_mechanics#Velocity"&gt;mechanics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its get really damn boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a creative student turned into a technical student overnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly figure out how my dominant brain influence suddenly changed sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was originaly, a right-brained influence person, now my left brain is more dominant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats it, I'm not sure what to do about this, I can't fret like a baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has been done cannot be undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so say this to myself "STICK UP WITH IT,  BICtHASS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i'm stubborn, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-6195915678132906296?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/6195915678132906296/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=6195915678132906296' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6195915678132906296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6195915678132906296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/biology.html' title='biology'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-3508189596818273308</id><published>2007-11-09T22:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:25:29.630+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SHRINK, I really need to go to one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wbahahaha.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/2/29888.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch and I really need to sort my brain out after reading this.. guess I need to retake my steps for my future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-3508189596818273308?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/3508189596818273308/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=3508189596818273308' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3508189596818273308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3508189596818273308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/shrink-i-really-need-to-go-to-one.html' title='SHRINK, I really need to go to one.'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-6666125588107816971</id><published>2007-11-01T18:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T18:30:36.827+09:00</updated><title type='text'>how tragic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rymb8VnX-DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XSedMm2luvM/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127801111634769970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rymb8VnX-DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XSedMm2luvM/s320/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new flavor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;RM0.50&lt;/strike&gt;=RM0.60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-6666125588107816971?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/6666125588107816971/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=6666125588107816971' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6666125588107816971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6666125588107816971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-tragic.html' title='how tragic'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rymb8VnX-DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XSedMm2luvM/s72-c/DSC00856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-5977222222364794169</id><published>2007-10-23T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:50:16.108+09:00</updated><title type='text'>your hapiness comes first</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this post was origionally meant for the 1st of November 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1f9xhdwvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/39FN654gvPo/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124357465887851250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1f9xhdwvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/39FN654gvPo/s320/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1fOhhdwuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gROwep_SsSs/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124356654139032290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1fOhhdwuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gROwep_SsSs/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I convey these thoughts of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to this woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sorry that I am being really shelfish to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can't seem to accept you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;any more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't seem to let you go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I can't seem to find a reason to hate&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nor can I forget thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll only increase my hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desiring you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my keeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I denied what my feelings really meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what was my hardened heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desiring for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when that short gap of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your absence in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my desire for thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was uncertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why I began to be drawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time was running out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry at myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for not doing so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier in the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where I had the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time that is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can never return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither can I now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where I will never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feellings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fill thee with life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to see thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ageing beside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for thee is blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nor can I make it appear to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cintaku hanya bertepuk sebelah bahu sahaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku tak dapat lepaskan dikau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku mesti lenyap dari hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku tidak rela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-5977222222364794169?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/5977222222364794169/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=5977222222364794169' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5977222222364794169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5977222222364794169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-hapiness-comes-first.html' title='your hapiness comes first'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1f9xhdwvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/39FN654gvPo/s72-c/DSC00435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-3026541206452606962</id><published>2007-10-23T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:39:32.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>现在@生活...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1bHhhdwrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3k_4MvfspQ0/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124352135833436850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1bHhhdwrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3k_4MvfspQ0/s320/DSC00671.JPG" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1aqxhdwqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zpiNZSaj3bA/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124351641912197794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="273" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1aqxhdwqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zpiNZSaj3bA/s320/DSC00670.JPG" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;乱七八糟的桌子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124354330561725122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1dHRhdwsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4v4P1RIFeVY/s320/DSC00672.JPG" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;该记录日期通道尽快，越接近年底，越爽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124355829505311442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1eehhdwtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-ps78HQ8I4M/s320/1_997510850l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;好运魅力&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-3026541206452606962?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/3026541206452606962/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=3026541206452606962' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3026541206452606962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3026541206452606962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='现在@生活...'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rx1bHhhdwrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3k_4MvfspQ0/s72-c/DSC00671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-3642167424410379786</id><published>2007-10-16T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:54:54.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the darkness ahead of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;as I grow older&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;become more, and more darker&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;as in character&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;or is it that I have become too mature at my age&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'm 17 going to turn 18 soon&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;but I don't even act my age&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'm seen as someone 3X more older than me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;if I lie that i'm 25, I possibly could get away with it&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;influence of SEX, DRUGS, DUST, POWER, WOMEN, SATAN, ETC.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and my rage is kinda getting out of hand&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;like the saying&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"orang muda berdarah panas"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;hot-blood&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am trying my best to control myself&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;certain things that I do&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;is really destroying my life&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I guess this part doesn't make sense&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I do know that I do have bugis bloodline, which is a pirate clan, for example the pirates of the caribbean, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and they are also known for their savageness&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'm not sure it has anything to do with my rising temper&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;could be but not full-proof&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;what's more, just recently found out that my grandfather and his siblings..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;really did practice certain pirate magic&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;but i'm not sure what medium they used&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I remember being told it was locked in chest somewhere.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;It was used for invulnerability/"kebal" or something else&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I remember one of my relatives being in crash and survived without a scratch&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;but when it came for his time to go&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;he couldn't pass away at ease&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the counter back of practicing certain magic &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;you need a successor to pass it onto..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;perhaps i'm cursed by that magic.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the thing will might find me as a host.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;lol&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;well the savior at hand is myself, my faith and my religion.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-3642167424410379786?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/3642167424410379786/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=3642167424410379786' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3642167424410379786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3642167424410379786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/10/darkness-ahead-of-me.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the darkness ahead of me&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-7173979500442753525</id><published>2007-09-27T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:59:29.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my ears are bleeding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rvu2PxhdwpI/AAAAAAAAADs/Swh6moGX9z4/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rvu2PxhdwpI/AAAAAAAAADs/Swh6moGX9z4/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114882183917322898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in contrast of the marks of my french paper from above&lt;br /&gt;a couple of days ago, I was cleaning my ears and what do you know, blood is gushing out.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda hurts a bit for now, especially my right ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked some friends what could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they simply replied got kutu anjing, I kena brain cancer, wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7173979500442753525?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7173979500442753525/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7173979500442753525' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7173979500442753525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7173979500442753525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-ears-are-bleeding.html' title='my ears are bleeding.'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/Rvu2PxhdwpI/AAAAAAAAADs/Swh6moGX9z4/s72-c/DSC00459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2277933806843262504</id><published>2007-09-25T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:18:06.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT SHIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2277933806843262504?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2277933806843262504/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2277933806843262504' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2277933806843262504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2277933806843262504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/09/eat-shit.html' title='EAT SHIT'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-4116120816055875207</id><published>2007-09-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:16:25.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charm</title><content type='html'>damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my charm kinda works in the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the women that I attract...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is twice my age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last relationship I was in, was indeed kinda horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman herself was cheating on her man, she complained that she no longer feels the love from him, whining that he's 2 busy and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wtf hell, she was 25 and i was 16 at that time. settled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this shit keeps on going.. i'm bound to snatch someone's wife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-4116120816055875207?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/4116120816055875207/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=4116120816055875207' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4116120816055875207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/4116120816055875207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/09/charm.html' title='charm'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-9034740312632001376</id><published>2007-09-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T01:31:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name, AH MENG part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haih..so now I am no longer in Jb, now back in Bangi. Came back here around saturday morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well I didn't blog while my time in jb, so i'm going to blog about it, not much though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;31st AUG 12:00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally reached back jb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I decided to sms to all of contacts, a merdeka message, not sure was worth it, my credit got spent, anyway I accidently got to know someone because I punched in the wrong number, funny thing that she asked me straight if I was a policeman..hmm something wasn't right was going on. Well I'd just say that, we keep in touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;31st aug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up, in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went cycling, yea really boring thing to do, but just felt like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn, the bike itself was pretty, rusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took the liberty to check the neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuTtuhYCKNI/AAAAAAAAABE/OU-F6knUOwg/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108469260833925330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuTtuhYCKNI/AAAAAAAAABE/OU-F6knUOwg/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nothing much changed except there this new thing being made, not sure if its public or not, because its in the istana's property &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108471111964829922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuTvaRYCKOI/AAAAAAAAABM/gukFsCrOYmo/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;construction&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108472920146061554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuTxDhYCKPI/AAAAAAAAABU/4BrVMSQskwI/s320/DSC00338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;continued on cycling around until dataran jbsaw the march and all, dun have picks of cause, accidently didn't save it haih.was spotted by En. Adnan though, he brought his wife and kids along . Didn't get to catch up with him as it was kinda crowded there. the march was from the dataran jb, seta and ec. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some inhabitants of the istana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108475149234088194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuTzFRYCKQI/AAAAAAAAABc/HtbzvDKWSuU/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the place where I lived, if anyone can find it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108477528645970194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuT1PxYCKRI/AAAAAAAAABk/-UWyYRCYa6M/s320/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;road kills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108497345625074178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUHRRYCKgI/AAAAAAAAADc/l1Kbo46Y4Pw/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108497349920041490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUHRhYCKhI/AAAAAAAAADk/YtCOvo1RQ_Q/s320/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1st sept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108479916647786786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuT3axYCKSI/AAAAAAAAABs/wz_ZjbLjKyg/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nothing much done on that day, thought of going to tkd but I had a charity sale at 9am. I asked most of anyone whom I thought lived nearby, to come and give their support but, nobody did. typical, typical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well only my neighbour came.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thank you Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had to accompany dad to some weddings, in place of my mom, she had this business seminar, cosmetics is the venture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2nd sept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nothing done here, went out and got groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and finally got this collection&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108481059109087538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuT4dRYCKTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/V3NezaUolIc/s320/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3rd sept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went for a haircut, bla bla,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;took my sister out, it was raining and I almost got into an accident. I don't know what was I feeling or thinking. nonsense, benda yang tak masuk akal, that is what I am talking here. Well the 'cause of my vehicle swindling on the road was that it was drizzling and the road there was on a big puddle, so there was no friction and I lost control. What? if you know how I drive, that would happen, i'm always driving at a constant speed of 80km/h. and yes I was driving the orange vw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;any way, caught this movie at cs &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108484460723185986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuT7jRYCKUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QdTEUDOhyg8/s320/1637444776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;秘密 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really nice story to it, one of my college buddies said the hero was kinda too perfect, except he rode a bycicle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108490263224002898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUA1BYCKVI/AAAAAAAAACE/li-WovbE92Y/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;got student discount rm6 each for ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway got the 不能说的秘密 OST of it edi, love the secret score, sounds great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;funny thing is that, mostly everyone thought me and my sis were a couple...wth. They weren't even convinced when we told thm the truth. WTH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yea wth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108490267518970210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUA1RYCKWI/AAAAAAAAACM/CDNrMCafyWY/s320/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4th sept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nothing much either, doing some of my assignments, my sister went back to Kuantan. She was on a short leave though. couldn't help it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5th and 6th sept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I collected the courage to go visit ssi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;seemed f6 still was sien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108490267518970226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUA1RYCKXI/AAAAAAAAACU/07RRUlb5LkI/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108490271813937538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUA1hYCKYI/AAAAAAAAACc/I-JnxBOAAH0/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108490276108904850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUA1xYCKZI/AAAAAAAAACk/ztxmmt9eNRY/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108494188824111522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUEZhYCKaI/AAAAAAAAACs/uNTCM-nzdUE/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108494193119078834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUEZxYCKbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LjL6UMyE_sI/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108494197414046146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUEaBYCKcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wV5Oe9OfXkY/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108494201709013474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUEaRYCKeI/AAAAAAAAADM/rHu5VbvoW9U/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;caught up with most of everyone there, some were gone as in dissapeared from f6, some new kids, and mostly were scatterd around the school. tang, still looked the same, same as 2 years ago, arvindran and ariffin are in the pengawas edi, cui shan replaced her sister being a prefect, now it looks like hui shan, only with longer hair. lol. Met up with the happy-go-lucky 6RS1, caught up with most of everyone there. and alot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108497341330106866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuUHRBYCKfI/AAAAAAAAADU/lkRpuP63xyo/s320/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;really doesn't make any sense at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7th sept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;none to say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8th sept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;did my final errands in jb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pack up and etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went to tang's house at night to get PA notes, and yes I too am taking the general paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;took quite a while to find his house, 'cause it was at night, but I have been to his house before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;spent some hours talking crap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on my way back, SESAT. Well i'm not familiar with the area, especially at night. myself to blame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;almost ran into a tree/bush. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wth is with ah meng?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thats my name at college. long story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-9034740312632001376?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/9034740312632001376/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=9034740312632001376' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/9034740312632001376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/9034740312632001376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-name-ah-meng-part-ii.html' title='my name, AH MENG part II'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RuTtuhYCKNI/AAAAAAAAABE/OU-F6knUOwg/s72-c/DSC00341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-5075493575068881030</id><published>2007-09-04T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T09:18:55.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name, AH MENG.</title><content type='html'>i'm back in jb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i never felt that i left this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually feel more peaceful here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wake at 4am on my own, meditate, finish my work on time and bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that my legs were itching for was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RtytGRYCKLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-t1_BImrPAY/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RtytGRYCKLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-t1_BImrPAY/s320/DSC00374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106146400786327730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun mind the pic, most of the parts are already rusted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RtywPRYCKMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wbxwWGIdQRU/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RtywPRYCKMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wbxwWGIdQRU/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106149853940033730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly I would say, cycling in the rain is much better than driving in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-5075493575068881030?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/5075493575068881030/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=5075493575068881030' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5075493575068881030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/5075493575068881030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-name-ah-meng.html' title='my name, AH MENG.'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RtytGRYCKLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-t1_BImrPAY/s72-c/DSC00374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-9153176045826737843</id><published>2007-08-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:51:27.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>######@#$@#^#@!$@#</title><content type='html'>TOO SIEN TO ACTUALLY UPDATE ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR SAY ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST WANTED TO SAY A PIECE OF MY MIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARUTO IS THE 4TH HOKAGE'S SON!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-9153176045826737843?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/9153176045826737843/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=9153176045826737843' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/9153176045826737843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/9153176045826737843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='######@#$@#^#@!$@#'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-47440883104553295</id><published>2007-08-20T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:25:58.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phoenix and the Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let the bird of loudest lay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the sole Arabian tree,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Herald sad and trumpet be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To whose sound chaste wings obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But thou, shrieking harbinger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foul pre-currer of the fiend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Augur of the fever's end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To this troop come thou not near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From this session interdict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every fowl of tyrant wing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Save the eagle, feather'd king:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep the obsequy so strict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let the priest in surplice white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That defunctive music can,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Be the death-divining swan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lest the requiem lack his right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And thou, treble-dated crow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That thy sable gender mak'st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With the breath thou giv'st and tak'st,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Mongst our mourners shalt thou go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here the anthem doth commence:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love and constancy is dead;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Phoenix and the turtle fled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In a mutual flame from hence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So they lov'd, as love in twain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had the essence but in one;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two distincts, division none:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Number there in love was slain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hearts remote, yet not asunder;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Distance, and no space was seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Twixt the turtle and his queen;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But in them it were a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So between them love did shine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That the turtle saw his right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Flaming in the phoenix' sight:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Either was the other's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Property was thus appall'd,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That the self was not the same;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Single nature's double name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neither two nor one was call'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reason, in itself confounded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saw division grow together;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To themselves yet either-neither,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Simple were so well compounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That it cried how true a twain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seemeth this concordant one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love hath reason, reason none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If what parts can so remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whereupon it made this threne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To the phoenix and the dove,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Co-supreme and stars of love;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As chorus to their tragic scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THRENOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beauty, truth, and rarity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grace in all simplicity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here enclos'd in cinders lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Death is now the phoenix' nest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the turtle's loyal breast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To eternity doth rest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leaving no posterity:--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Twas not their infirmity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was married chastity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Truth may seem, but cannot be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beauty brag, but 'tis not she;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Truth and beauty buried be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To this urn let those repair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That are either true or fair;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For these dead birds sigh a prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by William Shakespeare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-47440883104553295?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/47440883104553295/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=47440883104553295' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/47440883104553295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/47440883104553295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/08/phoenix-and-turtle.html' title='The Phoenix and the Turtle'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-2707176947817259310</id><published>2007-08-20T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:13:53.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part-time job</title><content type='html'>the only part-time job that I got over here is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a drug dealer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no I am not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is lucrative but, I got nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to Paramesium, that tag will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hectic this week, I have english week and a couple of exams, so will soon update on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a club president over here is not as easy back in ssi. Other than that I am also head leader of my dorm room and my asssignment groups. next semester will be rally month, guess who's gonna have to participate? FIGURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have leave after the 30th, but even for that, I can't go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that I don't want to return back. There's a feeling in my chest that I can't get rid of if I return or just anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a feeling that don't wish to feel, because I don't have such right to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affection for someone that is out of my reach is indeed a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like befalling my self a terrible accident and losing my memory for good, well even that happens.. will that painful feeing in my chest dissapear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living life is kinda a pain, but there no such thing a life without pain, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relations between one another is just for our own shelfish gain. That is true. We make people happy and hurt them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2707176947817259310?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2707176947817259310/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2707176947817259310' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2707176947817259310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2707176947817259310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/08/part-time-job.html' title='part-time job'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-8188398004134233290</id><published>2007-08-06T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:17:21.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terkandas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RrgNFoUH9hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/x4NWLSEx5Ys/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095837368742049298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RrgNFoUH9hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/x4NWLSEx5Ys/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday I went to pc-fair, bumped into jeff and other things. Anyway, experience is really tyring, first time trying out the komuter, I got onto the wrong train. Was suppose to head back to the UKM station, but instead I was heading to the opposite direction. Only realized that I was on the wrong train when I analyzed the train chart in detail. It was a sunday night and when I reached back.. it was very late.. anyway, had a french pop quiz the following day, automation class got cancelled because of an error in communication between the lecturer and the class rep, typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got SOME GOOD AND BAd NEWS, which are, I have successfully becomed the president of the taekwondo club in this college, with ease, without any bloody fists or anything. Got the post because everyone else didn't want the post and shoved it to me.... very typical.Its more like, anyone didn't even want a damn post, but with some talk with the instructor, everyone got a post, just to give everyone a feeling of responsibility. Previous seniors mentioned that this club was a killer club, from 130 students that joined in, by the end of the first semester, 5 remained... indeed very typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, been starting to space out alot, again, not even sure what is the cause of it, can't seem to find a solution to it right now. Could it be that I'm high? did I overdose the medication i'm taking? been diagnosed with bronchitis for last few weeks, not even sure if I still have it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well gotta go, gotta finish assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir, Je te manque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RrgNc4UH9iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zWe8zsA5d2A/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095837768174007842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RrgNc4UH9iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zWe8zsA5d2A/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;heh.. the window had a bullet crack&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-8188398004134233290?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/8188398004134233290/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=8188398004134233290' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8188398004134233290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/8188398004134233290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/08/terkandas.html' title='terkandas'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RrgNFoUH9hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/x4NWLSEx5Ys/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-2393305254137089009</id><published>2007-07-29T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T02:33:05.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;fine with me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 73% Creative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howcreativeareyouquiz/creative-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beyond creative. You are a true artist - even if it's not in the conventional sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;You love creating for its own sake, and you find yourself quite inspired at times.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howcreativeareyouquiz/"&gt;How Creative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; OUCH!! I DO NEED HELP... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life is 70% Off Track&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoulivingthewronglifequiz/life-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're honest with yourself, you have to admit that you often feel like you're living the wrong life.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty easy conclusion to come to - because it seems like not a lot is going right.&lt;br /&gt;Consider finding a life coach or mentor. You need some encouragement in turning your life around.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoulivingthewronglifequiz/"&gt;Are You Living The Wrong Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;could be... but people change..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Red-Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/red-orange.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are warm, sensitive, and focused on your personal growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You become defensive and critical if you feel attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loyal - but you demand the respect you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very affectionate and inspire trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Respected?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I dun believe it&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/snow.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts.&lt;br /&gt;Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition.&lt;br /&gt;The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-2393305254137089009?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/2393305254137089009/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=2393305254137089009' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2393305254137089009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/2393305254137089009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/07/random_29.html' title='random'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-3408968119574633704</id><published>2007-07-25T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:14:14.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPERATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RqbbzoUH9gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QScYwVjXd54/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RqbbzoUH9gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QScYwVjXd54/s320/DSC00138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090998108830561794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we students of MFI are really really really really on tight budgets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut our own hairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-3408968119574633704?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/3408968119574633704/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=3408968119574633704' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3408968119574633704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3408968119574633704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/07/desperate.html' title='DESPERATE'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RqbbzoUH9gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QScYwVjXd54/s72-c/DSC00138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-7418206226414054439</id><published>2007-07-25T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:11:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haih</title><content type='html'>ah bullshit to my previous post, halfway posting got cut off, the continued back on the post.. I forgot what the heck what was I was going to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for all time i've been gone, I forgot to tell you guys what the hell am I doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my course is called Automated System and Maintenance Technology or ASMT for short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing is that... its not mechanical engineering, not even electrical &amp;amp; electronic engineering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just goddamn both courses enrolled into one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, there is also business added to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well can't say much bout it yet. Got assignments to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will maybe update&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7418206226414054439?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7418206226414054439/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7418206226414054439' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7418206226414054439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7418206226414054439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/07/haih.html' title='haih'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-6136320663357559503</id><published>2007-07-22T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:41:52.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RqLGfIUH9fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DnkS1wv9I8g/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RqLGfIUH9fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DnkS1wv9I8g/s320/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089848766992217586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I feel like breaking apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I'm living in a dream, not knowing whether I'm alive or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say my heart is an empty hollow shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I'm like this. IT SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it when I can't get over things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it when I must lie to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believing in things that are not even true, just a fabrication in my mind, over shading the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain I felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times of being happy are never everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that stressful yet but to overcome it when it happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my solution to stress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are not those pack of cigarettes up above there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-6136320663357559503?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/6136320663357559503/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=6136320663357559503' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6136320663357559503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/6136320663357559503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/07/stress.html' title='stress?'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGVBJyR-iso/RqLGfIUH9fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DnkS1wv9I8g/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077790414430809635.post-7189105531104096227</id><published>2007-07-20T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T10:35:36.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 153&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-7189105531104096227?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/7189105531104096227/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=7189105531104096227' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7189105531104096227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/7189105531104096227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-3114884111287369584</id><published>2007-07-02T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T14:47:28.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>व्त्फ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lineoutrecords.com/malfunction"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lineoutrecords.com/malfunction/images/dbcard06.gif" alt="Chameleon Unit" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Smart, adaptable, you're able to insinuate yourself into any setting and act like you were born there. Sure, sincerity and honesty aren't your strong points, but you can fake them if the need arises. You might feel a little hollow inside, but with so many friends, who cares?&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lineoutrecords.com/malfunction"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your malfunction?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EECDB5" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F1DED0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is still unknown, and a little scary. You'll get through wild times - and you'll textually enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ESFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/esfp.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are a smooth talker and incorrigible flirt.&lt;br /&gt;While you get into relationships easily, you don't tend to stick around when times get tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in groups. You keep everyone laughing through difficult tasks.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Capable, fair, and efficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, stubborn, and silly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Mature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/mature-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely act like an adult sometimes, but a big part of you is still a kid at heart.&lt;br /&gt;While your immature side is definitely fun, you're going to have to grow up sooner or later.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;Are You Immature?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 56% Nerdy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownerdyareyouquiz/nerd-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be a bit surprised with this score, but your more of a closet nerd than an actual nerd.&lt;br /&gt;Stop denying your inner nerd! You're truly dorkier than you think.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownerdyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Nerdy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?&lt;br /&gt;But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ISTP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is reserved, methodical, spirited, and intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 6% of all people have your personality, including 3% of all women and 8% of all men&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Sensing, Thinking, and Perceiving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-3114884111287369584?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/3114884111287369584/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=3114884111287369584' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3114884111287369584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/3114884111287369584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='व्त्फ?'/><author><name>'till the day I turn to dust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10594952163523595827</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-3077790414430809635.post-497511096220930080</id><published>2007-07-02T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T12:36:06.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;to be honest&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;REALLY&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;REALLY&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;REALLY&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HATE&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;SAYING&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;goodbye&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I suck at it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and for leaving without notice&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;so&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;to everyone who I got to know this past few years, months, weeks, days or so.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'd  say&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;goodbye&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;to you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;because&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;by the end of this week&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this Friday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'll be gone&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;you'll probably won't hear a word from me in about 5 years or so or perhaps permanently.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;so&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I decided to blog again&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;to keep in touch with you guys&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and also&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this blog would act as a memento&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;when I am no longer&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;breathing.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3077790414430809635-497511096220930080?l=daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofpastthatihavelived.blogspot.com/feeds/497511096220930080/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3077790414430809635&amp;postID=497511096220930080' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3077790414430809635/posts/default/497511096220930080'/><link rel='self' 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