<?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-6406657820004354321</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:58:16.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. retard speaking!</title><subtitle type='html'>get ready. to be annoyed.¶</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406657820004354321.post-9221659195429189739</id><published>2008-03-13T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:37:10.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll be she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only reason that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough for me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car&lt;br /&gt;I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;nice song =) thanks to mel for introducing this. i mean meowanie. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-9221659195429189739?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/9221659195429189739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=9221659195429189739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/9221659195429189739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/9221659195429189739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/03/drew-looks-at-me-i-fake-smile-so-he.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-6037334239127897878</id><published>2008-02-20T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T06:19:31.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today zonbangsar lol. lost spectacularly to kuencheng. aw man.. this time they didn't give face at all man. from 1st quarter already PRESS like nobody's business dee. wha. nearly cannot even pass half court = = aiya. we train 2days nia what we expect. blardy thing pull forward last minute, then we also didn't start training from january. dei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and opened the door for kerchi and she came to my house to sleep before going to school at 9. waited for the rest to turn up before taking picture for the majalah [that part reaaaaaally sucked!] then we trained lightly. at that time u18, u15 girls and u15 boys were all training on one court. and with the u18 girls taking hald court, we had to share the other half with the guys. we ended up doing layups from either side, girls on the right and guys on the left. then later on raynel collided into kermen and nearly raped her. i think he was like almost in a way on top of her lol. and yes, someone got really jealous haha. then the u15 boys cause more injury, christopher tripped mel over and her both knees, arms and elboys were bleeding like woooooo.  the way she fell was like superman flying. poor mel. =( poor injured soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anyways later on the competition. [no need to know about that x)] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN after the compeition we went back to school and played badminton for abit with megan and munhon. was supposed to go yumcha with kerchi and ahpui but decided to go see the band practice instead. aw man. i wish i brought my camera!! and peeps out there, today's practice was REALLY GOOD. yokehin can SING WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. and he can play like a crazy madman lol. veeyan terus is crazy no need say dee. only huahjer trying to be all manly and serious HAH. i guess bands work better with minimum amount of members =/ after practice i sat down and watched batman [wonderful Joker, gonna give me nightmares] then switched off the bathroom light when yokehin was doing his business cause he specifically told me not to switch it off. he then decided to reserve and tahan the rest of his business till he got home. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzs665fhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/429sYeP34ZM/s1600-h/competition+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzs665fhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/429sYeP34ZM/s320/competition+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169063319138041362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;munhon staring at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzta65fiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/koj7QxFO_0w/s1600-h/competition+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzta65fiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/koj7QxFO_0w/s320/competition+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169063327727975970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;noobs 9 and 10 xP. no prizes for guessing who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzua65fkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/koDnKeskOn8/s1600-h/competition+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzua65fkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/koDnKeskOn8/s320/competition+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169063344907845186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;see any difference between the first two shoes and the last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzua65flI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gWZPfcxZAPk/s1600-h/competition+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzua65flI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gWZPfcxZAPk/s320/competition+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169063344907845202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;mel's injured knee. wonderful blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-6037334239127897878?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/6037334239127897878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=6037334239127897878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/6037334239127897878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/6037334239127897878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-zonbangsar-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R7wzs665fhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/429sYeP34ZM/s72-c/competition+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406657820004354321.post-2733889020979227254</id><published>2008-02-14T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:35:05.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee it's valentine's! happee valentine's everyone! and also happy single valentine's to all my fellow loners out there, WE RULE! so now not going for under18 anymore *awww partypooper**boo-ing sounds* pn.chua found out and whacked my ass so no more new jersey =/ sorry to the person i called bitch cause now you're gonna take number9 which is not rightfully mine *sobs lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. we have 3 days to train before the competition. oh yes. nearly swore like a jackass when i heard about it from kerchi just now [but i was in the house of extremely staunch christian's at the time]. *sigh are we gonna get trashed again? yes i know i'm NEGATIVE sorry people. WE CAN WIN YEAHHHH WE CAN WIN!!!!!!!!!!!! yeah! FLOWER POWER! &lt;----- completely lost control. woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~~~ *tongue going up and down like my cousin the sakai*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mylifesucks.©&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-2733889020979227254?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/2733889020979227254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=2733889020979227254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/2733889020979227254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/2733889020979227254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/02/wweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-7155017986996495171</id><published>2008-02-12T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:06:19.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. uploaded new SONGGGGG sempena Hari Valentine's =] . wonderful reprise by the one and only all wonderful godlike holy LINKIN PARK. love this song anyways, one of the best in the album and should be the next divine single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's coming lol. wonderful [i'm being sarcastic people] and so is zonbangsar. god i hate that. no actually i don't hate it. i just hate losing. and i hate hating myself for not being able to do anything about it. lawl emooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo xD . hm.. maybe joining under18 this year cause not enough people =/ awww man! and that is only IF that bitch gives me back my number9. yes bitch don't you dare fight with me.&lt;br /&gt;aih. so much for playing my last year of under15 well. maybe i should go jump off the cliff or something  zzzzzzzzzzzzz. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mylifesucks.©&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-7155017986996495171?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/7155017986996495171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=7155017986996495171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/7155017986996495171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/7155017986996495171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-3938813159098657805</id><published>2008-01-27T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:13:23.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; YES i've been away hibernating for a long time but now i'm BACK PEOPLE! yeah i know you're all dying and suffering from not reading my wonderful awe-inspiring posts. well fear not! this post's gonna be powerpacked! *can hear people groaning in the distance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways it's like been almost a month since school re-open. i guess form3 life isn't that bad. at least we're in morning school so we get the whole afternoon free. and that means staying back for SPBT or playing ball =P lol i love my life. celebrated my bday on the 9th with my aunty. will upload some photo's later [courtesy of retarded cousin kenny]. later on the 10th was a holiday so we went out for a picnic. how recreational and hippie haha. there was a river there so the super "macho"dudes jumped in. the sun was freakin hot but the water was cold = = everyone got sunburns later on [except me the Sun Immune Freak] should have seen those 4 dudes. matt was ok, but jock, cousin and ric OMG RETARDED SKINNY MONKEYS. you can imagine three skeletons jumping around and screaming like derailed beings, well just put in some hair, glasses and a pair of pants. well we played volleyball and we genuinely sucked at it xP STICK ARMS were flying everywhere. and STICK LEGS were running all over the place [and looked as if they were going to break].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we started camwhoring and took a whole lot of stupid pictures =P especially those three siao kia[s]. after that we just sat in the wonderful sun trying to tan our super fair thighs. it was a bizarre sight. 6 rather tan kids pulling their pants up to the highest revealing WHITE DEAD looking thighs. omg it was really weird. then later on those white thighs became red burnt looking thighs. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing much really happened after that discounting yokehin spraying spit on my face [I SWEAR I'LL GET YOU FOR THAT ARSE] and megan degrading her photo. that's all i guess, still gotta complete my horrible karangan for tuition that's coming up in exactly 55 minutes. lol godsaveme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will upload more after i claim them from my cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160430601467273058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R52ISniDH2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Fla4DWajIFg/s320/three+siao+kia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;three stooges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160430605762240370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R52IS3iDH3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/mLnE-Alg8w0/s320/three+siao+kia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see the three posers. and look at the skinny ones on the right and left&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plus dead fish in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160431808353083266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R52JY3iDH4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Gfy6rktnj40/s320/three+siao+kia3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;artistic picture. got a monkey on the left =P&lt;/strong&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/6406657820004354321-3938813159098657805?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/3938813159098657805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=3938813159098657805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/3938813159098657805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/3938813159098657805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-ive-been-away-hibernating-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R52ISniDH2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Fla4DWajIFg/s72-c/three+siao+kia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406657820004354321.post-1736408998429449669</id><published>2008-01-13T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T07:40:35.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chorus:&lt;br /&gt;jauh ku meluncur jauh semakin jauh&lt;br /&gt;kanan kiriku tiada hanya di depanku&lt;br /&gt;laju ku laju dan tuju kan ku tuju&lt;br /&gt;hujung garis ku tawan terhitam putihlah jajahku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gerak ku berani melawan waktu&lt;br /&gt;aksiku buat lemah jantungmu hingga biar detik terkelu&lt;br /&gt;daerah in telah terpatri dalam urat sendiri naluri hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengalir dalam diri harakiri ku berani mati&lt;br /&gt;segala angin lintang jalan bersimpang mati&lt;br /&gt;terbakar obor terbuka api terus ku tanpa tetapy tiada bertepi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susun catur atur gerak pandai&lt;br /&gt;kendera diubahsuai perisai bijak dan pintar&lt;br /&gt;tegak berdiri atau terbiar baring terlantar&lt;br /&gt;angkuh menempuh semangat berkobar-kobar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merebut gelar kejar-mengejar genggam menggegar tayar bergetar&lt;br /&gt;amuk merasuk menggempar litar&lt;br /&gt;nitrus oksida liar membakar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menentang arus marabahaya&lt;br /&gt;melawan harus marabahaya&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the greatest songs EVER. and i love pop shuvit. thank god they're malaysian. no need wait for eternity for them to come m'sia do a concert. xP nyahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry haven't been blogging lately [talking to invisible wall xD]. will update soon. keeping you all SUSPENSE! lol. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumah sukan latihan tomorrow. nervous =x  and THE dreaded TUITION. omfg omfg omfg. going for TUITION [yes. TUITION] with mrs. olive tomorrow. ohcrap. watch me fall flat on my face and die. anyways gotta wear tie for a whole freaking day tmr too, so gotta find one soon. and did i mention i had tuition tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-1736408998429449669?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/1736408998429449669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=1736408998429449669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/1736408998429449669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/1736408998429449669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/01/chorus-jauh-ku-meluncur-jauh-semakin.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-6590887916271920146</id><published>2008-01-03T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:58:12.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this test rocks. i bet megan will score 100% for this. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegamehomepage.com/play/the-stupidity-test/"&gt;http://www.thegamehomepage.com/play/the-stupidity-test/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**aih too bored got nothing to do. lifeless. hating form3 life already starting from this morning. sigh. it's gonna be a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong long long year. can't wait to start training. ohgod. i freakin' wish i was still in form2. [nyahahaha. ETERNAL YOUTH xD]&lt;br /&gt;anyways replaced the too laaaaaaate song with this annoying version of happy birthday. lol it's so stupid xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-6590887916271920146?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/6590887916271920146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=6590887916271920146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/6590887916271920146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/6590887916271920146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-test-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-4202172562134222351</id><published>2008-01-01T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:49:21.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the last day of school holidays. yes. it is the last day. you know what that means? yes.  it means we're officially starting school tommorrow for this year. one whole gruelling horrendous year again. and we have PMR coming up. yeay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i sound negative. sorry about that. nyahahahaha. anyways it's a new year 2008 weeeeeeeee. and at least i didn't sit around and rot like SOME people during the holidays. i was hardworking and far-sighted. i WORKED MY ASS OFF. yes it was one of my most horrible experiences but at least i learnt a few tips of life. like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a smile can really make a difference [even the most ugly, nasty, horrible, dim-witted, foul breathed customer will make your job more bearable]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. people like to be given attention [yeah! attention-hungry whiny brats! xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. be natural and relaxed around other people [lol when customer come whack him in the back and scream :" EH BRUDER HOW'S LIFE"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas and new year came and gone. i now realize i have some serious wrapping issues. it took me like 5 hours to wrap 3 presents. the other two i used paper bags cause they were too microscopic. i'm really slow at doing stuff = =. my boss and my manager were practically tearing their hair off when i prepared the food during rushhour. there'll be like alot of orders and i'll be like, one at a time, one at a time. don't i just rock. slow and easy wins the race man. i went for a christmas party on christmas, and ate alot. then on boxing day me megan and mel went for this supposedly christmas gathering at eddie's condo and ordered pizza. if it wasn't for us wanting to reserve a few slices for the late-comers, we would have sapu-ed almost 4 slices each. we were super hungry that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the new year i went to maisy's house with celes rouann and dingneng. nicholas was SUPPOSED to come then he last minute ffk. maisy's mom will skin, chop, dice, marinate and deep-fry him the next time she sees him. we ate alot [again] we ordered pizza with EXTRA CHEESE for our lunch. played PlayStation and watched spongebob the movie and had a good laugh. later we went cycling around with some of mais's neighbours. one was particularly annoying [kids that age. i tell you. no respect at all for elders!]. this youngling [hah!] called alex. he's 13 and he acts like his shoe size. had some jolly good arguements with him while cycling. apparently he thinks i'm OLD. yes. he thinks i'm OLD. that means megan is old too! yeay. after cycling apparently rouann decided to stay for countdown. so i stayed too with dingneng. we ate pizza for the 2nd time in a day and still with EXTRA CHEESE. and finished two big bottles of 100 plus in less than 10 minutes. then later i played UNO Stacko with dingneng while the other two were screaming over their chinese songs. we then spent the rest of the night in the computer room lepaking. until around 11.55 we turned on the teevee and did the countdown. then we played some lousy fireworks xD among around 10 only 2 actually took off. nyahahahaha. it was really retarded. this bunch of people scrambling around covering their ears and nothing goes off. it happened so many times. till i was just too lazy to cover my ears and it went off that precise moment. nearly died of a heart-attack. then we just lepakk-ed around watching teevee and waiting for my parents to come. borrowed some books from mais, and sent dingneng home [and he promised to go jogging with me the next day which he happily ffk-ed me later on] and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day went for my morning jog and came back fuming cause liangdingneng conveniently forgot to turn up. no one was there so i finished my jog in about half an hour and went home. we had this new year picnic thing at my mom's friend's house so we got ready and went. we played some volleyball and rugby there and it was fuuuuuuun. uncle kailoon and uncle alex are like super pro at volleyball. me = the screwup. nyahahahaha. then ric went back to use the computer while me and jock just hung around for awhile. we then went back to the house. played uno until me and kungyean left only. too lazy to play somemore so i just threw my cards down " I GIVE UP" ate some stuff and went back. at home i just watched tv and ate two packets of maggimee for dinner then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well supposed to do some chores now but i'm seriously too lazy xP guess i'll just go take a bath and sleep? maybe finsh that book maisy lent me. yawn. bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-4202172562134222351?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/4202172562134222351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=4202172562134222351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/4202172562134222351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/4202172562134222351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-last-day-of-school-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-840866727976223004</id><published>2007-12-27T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:46:45.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;i'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;got you ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;i'm hearing what you say&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;but wait.&lt;br /&gt;you tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;didn't think i'd turn around and say --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's too late to apologize, it's too laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate&lt;br /&gt;i said it's too late to apologize, it's too laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;and i need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;but that's nothing new&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;and you say sorry like an angel&lt;br /&gt;heaven's not the thing for you&lt;br /&gt;but i'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;i said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** and somemore too late to apologize too laaaaaaaate... go on somemore**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;got me ten feet off&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song it dedicated to someone i suppah hate alot and will hate for eternity. i hate you so much it's not real [plaguerism!] nyahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please feel free to sing along! hone your toooooo laaaaate singing pitches. and if megan starts singing will someone please zoom your phone out and record her secretly, send it to me and i will blackmail her with it. extortion. it might break the glass panes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-840866727976223004?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/840866727976223004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=840866727976223004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/840866727976223004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/840866727976223004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-holding-on-your-rope-got-you-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-4715343127392829242</id><published>2007-12-19T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:18:22.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today. the end of a two day action packed and fun-filled with peanutbutter and jam bazaar. ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;godjea and me made cupcakes for the bazaar and they did really well. apparently the tasted good. haha i don't know what it tastes like cause we nevered really sampled it xD pathetic ain't it. we made all the icing and stuff and decorated it with colourful stars and rice sprinkles and maniks and chocolate rice and chocolate teddies too! lol. then the teddies started getting super retarded and turned up on the cupcakes without legs, bodies and arms.. as we were AMPUTATING THEM. yes. AMPUTATING THEM. they looked better without some of the body-parts anyways xD. then i took the cupcakes home and left them out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next morning we went there early to set up the table. the venue was in this MAA office building with air-cond and reasonably 4 star-clean toilets.after the opening ceremony we went in and opened stall and the cupcakes. the responds wasn't very encouraging at first then slowly bit by bit people started getting hungry [we were the ONLY stall that sold food. yep, the vendors only ate AppleDanish and cupcakes when they're hungry]. then guess what. MARINA MAHATHIR [for idiots out there like jock, she's dr.M's daughter] came and bought 4 cupcakes from us. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. cool. but that bazaar was a high political shit thing anyways. the chairperson of Budimas which is a charitable oraganization, well she's a member of the royal family and her friends are all rich. anyways then we sold somemore and some of them bought because they thought my brother was cute [vomits blood. i tell you]. then during almost the end this lady who super gilakan cupcakes came to our stall. she bought all the remaining which was five of them. and she kept pestering godjea to make somemore for the next day. lol we are the dynamic duo hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they all came to my house for dinner [bak kut teh] and then rushed back to godjea's hosue to bake somemore cupcakes. all of us which was me, my brother, jock and ric all bunked in suwen's house that night. and we ran out of big cupcake holders and were forced to use teeny tiny microscopic ones to do the cakes. decorate until wanna die. i think we made 90 and we slept at 2.30am. thankgoodness for auntieJane who wonderfully volunteered to help us with the decoration and cleaning up. walau, if she didn't kindly assist us, fuiyoh, i don't think i would live to write this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next day i had trouble waking up [surprise, surprise]. well we had to wake up at 9.30. i mean who can wake up THAT early la. freaks. i got up with great reluctance and washed up and changed. took the cupcakes and auntieJane sent us to my house and waited for my mom to pick us up. we got the the bazaar and for breakfast they provided FREEE nasilemak for all the vendors. hey it was quite good eh. so we had 2 packs each nyahahahaha. after breakfast we started doing business. almost immediately that crazy-about-cupcakes lady came. she was kinda dissapointed that they were so small. but you know what, she just said: ok, give me 20. and we were like ----&gt; O.O and while she was waiting for us to pack it she kept telling the people around her how delicious our cupcakes were xP *perasaning* and cause she was one of the organizing people they believed her = = how bias. almost immediately after she left she came with somemore orders from her friends. most of them wanted 15 cupcakes. we were all nodding dumbly like idiots, putting the cupcakes into the bags. we opened at 11.30. and by the time it was 1pm, we finished all 90 of our stock. woooooooooooooooooooo~~ well since my brother and mark were so charming [they actually were!] we seriously sold out. it was so cool. and again i we didn't get to taste our own cupcakes = = should have eaten the out-of-shape looking ones yesterday night. damn. instead we gave them to ric and matthew. double damn. poor jock in shower that time hahahhahahaha. well for the whole day we pretty much spent our time playing lifeless games of tic-tac-toe and some gay game that ric introduced by cutting sticks or something. THAT JOCK kept cheating, dunno why he keep winning me xP lol i cheat also la, but i cheat to lose. haha. later during dinner they came to my house to eat again and we had tandoori chicken. actually i was supposed to buy fried chicken, but for some reason i thought the fried chicken was tandoori chicken lol. so instead of fried we had barbecued. but i was super lucky they weren't hungry as i had to wait a long time for the chicken. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tomorrow gonna go play ball yeay! finalleh. freedom. is what i deserve. woooooooo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727199940528002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lLoAeFR4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/R5nKprG8lyU/s320/IMG_0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ric's stupid spray-on tattoo he got at the bazaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727208530462610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lLogeFR5I/AAAAAAAAACE/aiyWHEz4_3Q/s320/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;can you see jock's feet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727212825429922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lLoweFR6I/AAAAAAAAACM/dXRDwrpGo4A/s320/IMG_0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our saviour. auntieJane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727217120397234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lLpAeFR7I/AAAAAAAAACU/FzmyJ408ySA/s320/IMG_0292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;auntieJane's specialty LimeIcing cupcakes. yum xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727230005299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lLpweFR8I/AAAAAAAAACc/L8F4tNpUE5E/s320/IMG_0293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the preperation for the killer-decoration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145730597259659218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lOtweFR9I/AAAAAAAAACk/xnoGmBLwCzM/s320/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nyahahaha. wonderful ain't they.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145730601554626530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lOuAeFR-I/AAAAAAAAACs/XD3VxmDJrco/s320/IMG_0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those three monkeys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145730610144561154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lOugeFSAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/B33JlInBPe0/s320/IMG_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol poser.&lt;/strong&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/6406657820004354321-4715343127392829242?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/4715343127392829242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=4715343127392829242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/4715343127392829242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/4715343127392829242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2007/12/today.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2lLoAeFR4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/R5nKprG8lyU/s72-c/IMG_0284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406657820004354321.post-3169472711019790369</id><published>2007-12-16T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:55:18.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nyahahahahaha my day off today until THURSDAY! hohoho. paradise. today i think i'm going to my godjea's house to bake stuff [yes. me. BAKING! X___x] for a charity bazaar tomorrow. then on thursday i'll be going off to play ball. O HO finally i get to touch the ball after one and a half months. too bad kenan and wengjian can't make it XC and hopefully my mom will let me stay out until 3 or 4 pm. god i need the fresh air. i couldn't believe the number of the majority well-off malaysians that smoke. it's so disgusting. everyone at the cafe i work at smokes. except for my boss la. she stopped. but my manager, his friends [that come all the time], the customers, my boss'es MOM they all smoke. you should see the ashtrays. and you should smell me when i get back from work. i smell simply horrifying. smoking is such a disgusting habit. it's like so selfish. you know if you smoke and you wanna die young and smudge your lungs with tar and godknowswhatotherdisgustingbacteria and get bad breath and get ugly black teeth, go ahead la, no one cares. but the smoke you exhale out causes the innocent people who don't smoke to die with you as well. second-hand smoke. haha i recall one of my teacher's Mr.Woo, he once told us that his aunty or his someone died of lung cancer, not because SHE smoked, it's because she always played mahjong with 3 old ladies that ALWAYS smoke. so you can imagine the whole room full of sufforcating Second-Hand Smoke and the innocent helplessly breathes it all in. and she died younger than those who smoked = =. it's so unfair. i'm not gonna work in any smoking zone after this anymr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[**note: to those people who actually smoke and is currently reading this entry don't get mad at me or have notions about amputating me and stuff. cause i'm writing from MY point of view. so. too bad loser xP] [and no offense to my boss and her mom and my manager and his friends and all whose names are mentioned in this entry]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and to all the dear lifeless people out there whose asses are bored straight off. go to youtube and search Benny lava or Buffalex. gurantee 100% satisfaction xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-3169472711019790369?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/3169472711019790369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=3169472711019790369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/3169472711019790369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/3169472711019790369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2007/12/nyahahahahaha-my-day-off-today-until.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406657820004354321.post-4248690043159311552</id><published>2007-12-15T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T08:07:33.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i passed my Intermediate loooooooooool. and seriously i thought i was gonna fail. can't believe it. maybe my teacher heard wrong =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gawwwwwwwwd. i did so badly X____x during freework i screwed up and just stood there like an idiot. and i passed. hallelujiah. praise the lord *gospel singing* laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406657820004354321-4248690043159311552?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/4248690043159311552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=4248690043159311552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/4248690043159311552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/4248690043159311552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2007/12/nyahahahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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-6406657820004354321.post-5477903646958721296</id><published>2007-12-14T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T07:46:32.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;booooooooooooooooooooooooooo. t'was my second day of work since i got back from my o-so-relaxing holiday getaway to bangkok where we shopped till we practically died. damn i hate working. especially when it gets really dead in the afternoons. and the food smells tres good but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you can't even inhale it's wonderful scent as the customer might get mad and accuse you of trying to drop your mucus down his food on attempts to poison him. [lol getting high xD] i dubb today as another one of my countless dead days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well since i got nothing to blog about and i just wanna blab on and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;on for the fun of annoying you, i'll talk about my wonderfully relaxing and BLISSFUL holiday. i got away from tyran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nic work and spent 4 days in this really cool backpacking joint thangamajig called Su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;k11. we spent almost an hour trying to find it as the sign, well it was ridiculously small. just the size of a number plate = =. well we finally found the place and we checked in. we got free water [which matthew commented "tastes like malaysian water"] and free breakfast every morning. after putting our bags down we went walking around looking for a place to eat. and of all places, guess where we ate. at a PASTA RESTAURANT. yes a pasta restaurant. come to thailand eat pasta. hilarious thing i tell you. well the pasta kinda sucked anyway. then we walked for abit more browsin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;g the shops then went back to the backpacking place. i took my bath and played chess with my brother and lost badly xDxD [megan's gonna laugh her ass off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; my iq'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;s LOW! i can't help it] lol you should have seen my desperation. i was trying to take back all my moves after my brother ate me. haha too thickskin dee cannot lose wan. but in the end he still won and i wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sn't a very good sport cause i got mad at him for winning hohoho. just then suwen they all arrived and they went to put their bags in the room and we took them around. they also went for dinner but at a much nicer place compared to ours xP later we went walking to arab street and saw mamak's. wooooooooooooooooooooooo~ how they shine. the shop was super duper UBER glittery. then we walked furhter up to a slightly darker area and saw.........*holds one's breath*........ CHICKENS! we saw quite alot really. just standing there tal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;king and stuff. i suppose it's normal for them. thought it was quite a shocker for me. and i saw a few transexuals also which were far more beautiful then any of the girls on that street. and taller too. you hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;e n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;o idea how many peverted ah mo lang go there. everywhere you look you see all these ah mo with thai "escorts" usually it's one but i saw two or three accompanying one particularly sick looking ah mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2nd day. we had breakfast then took the skytrain to the boat thing. it's like a boat on the main river and it has all these important stops to significant places. it's to avoid all the traffic in thailand. and trust me, the traffic is WAY WAY WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; worse than KL. we went to the King's Palace and the temple. it's so golddddddddd. *blinks* almost every inch of the whole entire compound is the colour gold. all that gold inspired us to start camwhoring! hahaha. actually it's usin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;g our artistic and abstract skills. later we went for lunch at this old place like SengKhengAn. t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;his guy that was just coming out recommended that place and we went straight in. while waiting for o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ur food we started camwhoring again out of boredom. lol it was ridiculous. i can't really remember what we did on the second day... i just remember walking alot. and uncle ian was walking like a hurricane! it's was like BOM! then he'd be gone from sight. ahhhh well fast foward to the most exciting day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CHAKTUCHAK woo hoo! man i he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;arts that place man. it has EVERYTHING. the clothes! the clothes! and it's so humongous you can very easily get lost in that pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ce. and omigosh the amount of people. don't you just hate those idiots who bustle and hustle a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nd push around like they own the universe? i encountered some of those species. well we mainly went th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ere that day to just find out way through and browse through stuff and come back the next day to buy. but we found out that we might not be able to find out way back due to the ginormous space. so we just bought whatever we fancied. later we just went to shopping malls. nothing much. then we went to the Padtravadi theater for dinner. the performance there was fantastic. it was of acrobatics, traditional, drama and live band. it was seriously good. even if i described it you would be bored off your pants. you have to BE THERE. the food was not bad. the tomyam was FUUUUUIYOH. nice lehh. but the best to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;myam was the one we had by the roadside. that wan BEST. instant buka selera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next day we went to this place called MBK. sungai wang of thailand. it even smelt like sungai wang. the top floor was all clothes. and most of the stalls all sold Abercrombie jackets which were so super freakin *ahem* ENTICING that i was once again put at the mercy of my mom's purse xD too bad it was about a 100ringgit for the fake stuff xD. but it seriously looked real. i thought it was. then my mom said they dont sell real stuff here. how discriminating. X______x after that we went to this big high end shopping mall called Paragon and ate lunch there. and again i fell for some stupid crap called tomyam that isn't at all. i think their seafood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tomyam and tomyam is different = =. then we went up to this uber cool place that looks so futuristic which i a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;m not sure of the function of that place. it sells the lastest phones and camera's, it has cd's, you ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;n go online, you can read and do all sorts of things. it's all mixed into one. then we went online for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and went off again to chaktuchak. i went hunting for my samurai shirt and we re-walked the whole designer's row. there was this reaaaaaaaaaly nice Number9 shirt i wanted to get. too bad my mom said no XC. but NEVERMIND. that alone shall not dampen my spirit, for i shall hunt for a more wonderful and GLORIOUS number9!! *heavenly light shining down and angelic voices singing* then again we walked until about 8 and went back. we relaxed at the hostel and went out for SUPPER! the wonderful tomyam and chicken rice xD it was a seriously good meal. nyahahhahahaha the tomyam was killer. it was so good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we walked around somemore to burn off all the food then went back. the adults went for foot massage [i bet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the foot-messagers all were almost fainting with the smell hoho]. we went up to suwen's room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and compared our things. that vain matthew was trying on all his clothes and posing xD then we went to sleep. next day was ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sically packing and going to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;here are some pictures.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KajAeFRtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J278Q6CyUbk/s1600-h/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143843650622801618" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KajAeFRtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J278Q6CyUbk/s320/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;both monkeys playing chess after breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KajQeFRuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zmZLvwiDao8/s1600-h/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143843654917768930" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KajQeFRuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zmZLvwiDao8/s320/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;matthew sleeping on the boat lawl. he slept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;through the whole journey. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KakAeFRwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1oW-7WT83Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143843667802670850" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KakAeFRwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1oW-7WT83Yw/s320/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;the three spoon-keteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2qK9weFSFI/AAAAAAAAADk/G3UqkCvbfaA/s1600-h/IMG_5244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2qK9weFSFI/AAAAAAAAADk/G3UqkCvbfaA/s320/IMG_5244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146078317811943506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;lol we were supposed to pose without showing teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KfggeFRxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JDgqpdIU_3U/s1600-h/thailand+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143849105231267602" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KfggeFRxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JDgqpdIU_3U/s320/thailand+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dad at that high-tech place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KfhAeFRyI/AAAAAAAAABE/5RsMtRi1R4A/s1600-h/thailand+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143849113821202210" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KfhAeFRyI/AAAAAAAAABE/5RsMtRi1R4A/s320/thailand+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;matt posing for me xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;thought(s) of the day : i'm becoming a chipsmore a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2qN8geFSHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/polDbwHzQYQ/s1600-h/IMG_5312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2qN8geFSHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/polDbwHzQYQ/s320/IMG_5312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146081594871990386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;ddict! people in braces are ha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;dead after one whole day of walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2qK9geFSDI/AAAAAAAAADU/GFwEqZsWFRc/s1600-h/IMG_5195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2qK9geFSDI/AAAAAAAAADU/GFwEqZsWFRc/s320/IMG_5195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146078313516976178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;artistic picture by suwen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;wtt and wrestling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;is a pointless and primitive sport.&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/6406657820004354321-5477903646958721296?l=xshuen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/feeds/5477903646958721296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406657820004354321&amp;postID=5477903646958721296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/5477903646958721296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406657820004354321/posts/default/5477903646958721296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xshuen.blogspot.com/2007/12/booooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>shuEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03481294627421077820</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://bp1.blogger.com/_nlCrCYx0Nz4/R2KajAeFRtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J278Q6CyUbk/s72-c/IMG_0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406657820004354321.post-2017124858099672210</id><published>2007-12-12T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:56:11.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yeah so well this is my first post on blogspot. thanks alot to my wonderful arsehole megan xD so i think i'll write about my dead boring day today. i woke up. then i brushed my teeth. then i took my nasilemak. then i sat in front of the computer until now watching naruto. i only stoppped in between for toilet breaks and bathed once and ate dinner. oh yeah and also my cousin came and he brought his wonderful ps2 and i also stopped in between to do in some kingdomhearts2. lol i'm dead noob. then i watched naruto, and more naruto and somemore naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's my really deadly boring day that might just kill anyone of you here reading this entry. i hope megan's the first one to go xP and tommorrow i'm starting work again. o joy. 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