<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261</id><updated>2009-10-17T10:37:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yvonne_luv_peace_4eva_ ^.6 v</title><subtitle type='html'>...my fantasy life... meow~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator 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id="msgcns!8FF3ED788DABBE50!440" class="bvMsg"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;black-c是我家最可爱的猫，昨天他因血癌而去世，我真得很伤心，无奈的，我还是得接受这个事实。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我 养他已经有七年了，它是一只很高傲的波斯猫。在几个月前，带他去看兽医时，兽医说他得了血癌，我真的不敢相信，我以为血癌只会发生在人类身上，但兽医说只 要是生物都会患上的，只不过发生在在人类的机率较高，小动物的机率较少。我很相信，这个病尽然会发生在我的宝贝猫上。兽医说，他活不久的了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;black-c 好像听得懂似的。那天后，她很黏我和我的家人。从来不让我们抱也不陪我们吃饭的他，自那天后，每天都陪我们吃饭，陪我玩，睡觉，好像很健康似的。 这几天，他连跳上椅子都没力气，我就抱他坐椅子，喂他吃猫饼也没力气咬，于是我就卖猫罐头回来给他。昨天，临出门前，我看见她在客厅睡觉，我就过去摸一摸 他，告诉他，black-c, 你一定要等我回来，我今天要去买好吃的猫罐头给你吃。他看着我，点头，然后又继续睡觉。我这个笨主人尽然不知道他就要死了。我就出门了，和朋友上街。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;大 约8.30pm，我没打电话给我说，black-c 死了，顿时晴天霹雳，我说不可能，因为早上出门前，他还好好的。当时，我即刻哭了起来。真的很难相信，发生太快了。我在想，如果我那天没有出门的话，我就 可以陪他就一点，又或许我一旦发现他不对劲，我或许来得急带他去看医生。又或许，我可以陪他到死，而不是让他自己等到死。我回到家，一看见她，躺在他的睡 盆里，睡得那么舒服，我真的不想接受他已死的事实。摸着他那僵硬又冰冷的身体，我真的不敢相信，他死了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;black-c 真得很乖，他病的那段时间，他还很活泼的在我面前蹦蹦跳跳，丝毫也看不出来他有病。我还以为他恢复健康了。直到昨天死去，我才知道，它是因为怕我伤心和担心，所以他才没show出一脸的病容。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;black-c, 我会加油的，像你一样的坚强的。你也要一起为我加油咯。&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bye black-c. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-2290462510324869720?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2290462510324869720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=2290462510324869720' title='0 Comments'/><link 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-1658384966006985179</id><published>2008-05-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T02:08:06.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday vs 我的生日</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh, my birthday is today.. hard to believe, i'm getting 1 yr older le.. so bad..&lt;br /&gt;this yr, i not yet plan tat how i wanto celebrate my birthday.. bcoz too busy of working, i really no time to celabrate.. last yr, i went to watch movie 'pirates of the caribbean 3' alone in cineleisure.. but this time, i cant find any nice movie for myself to watch, n i oso dunno wat present to buy for myself .. quite headahce when i think of it.. haha.. but it's fine, at least i wish myself happy birthday..&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think i know wat to do later in the morning when i go to church le, i think this is the best present for myself.. haha, today, i wanto wear very nice nice to church, coz everytime, i goto church i simply wear only.. k la, i decided le, wear nicely to church.. yes.. thanks...&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉， 又老一岁了，时间还过得真快。今年，我还没想到要为自己准备一分什么礼物，每次光想到礼物，头就大。最怕就是准备礼物。去年的生日，过得挺不错，因为奖励了自己去戏院看戏（因为平常太忙，每一年踏进戏院的次数，五只手指数起来都有剩）。今年，原本也好想像去年一样，不过呢，最近戏院上映的戏，没有合我口味的啊，就只好取消这个念头咯。&lt;br /&gt;不过，在几秒前，我想到了一个好主意，就是，明天去教堂做礼拜，我要打扮得美美的。平时，穿得太随便了，明天就穿美美，打扮一下，当是今年的生日礼物啦，反正平时工作都没有机会打扮得了。好吧，就这样决定吧！哈哈。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-1658384966006985179?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1658384966006985179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=1658384966006985179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to work today, i stay boring at home.. very very boring.. i blame when i'm too busy, now i oso blame coz i'm too boring.. i rather i busy til i cant differentiate the days n nite, i oso dun wanto do nothing at home, bcome mould.. boring make me feel unhappy.. coz i will think back a lots of memory.. coz i've nothing to do, then my brain juz keep working n think sumthing else, n make me start to have a blue mood..&lt;br /&gt;i dun like this kind of feeling.. i hate it, y m i staying so far.. but there's a advantage n disadvantage, advantage, i can know actually, how many frens i have now, who's sincere to me n who's not sincere to me.. disadvantage is i really very boring til i dun have sumthing to do, n i lazy to drive to town to look for my frens. n y i'm the one who alwis have to drive to look for my frens, n y cant they come n find me? y? i really feel upset now.. less frens.. best frens all far away from me.. no frens can accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;DL, r u really tat busy, or u dun wanto meet me? u still owe me sumthing u know... have u forgotten bout tat? my cd... i really miss it.. so hope tat i can c u asap.. thanks&lt;br /&gt;nex mon, i'll start to learn in a music studio. i hope i can have all the best.. god bless me, pls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-123924243613777011?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/123924243613777011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=123924243613777011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/123924243613777011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Ru1LYSWvWYI/AAAAAAAAADM/QWJNGVufpsA/s200/dcim+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;omg.. so long i din on9 edi.. muz 'thanks' to the TM net n my stupid modem lo.. everytime, after i had on9 for 1 mth. then sure have sumthing wrong for me to connect to internet geh.. i'm veyr pist off. a lots of reason tat make me fail to on9, like the phone line get struck by lightning, modem spoilt, tm net cable, streamyx port got prob.. all this can happen in one mth time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;but finally i can connect again.. but i dunno tomolo m i tat lucky again to connect to internet again leh.. gotta try tomolo's luck lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;erm.. today i feel a bit tired.. erm. i think coz i'm sick, having flu, sore throat, n coughing, last nite i even coughed out the blood, so scary.. then my sis told me tat i had injured my throat.. but tonite, i still having my dinner with my favourite bbq chicken wings... hehehe.. i had headache, maybe i think too much.. b honest to myself, i'm missing DL, he said, today he'll come back to kl n he said he can find me today.. but yesterday nite around 12am, i sms him n asked him whether he'll come to find me tomolo.. he din reply, i think he mite have sleep early.. n this morning i called him, he told me he's in meeting.. so i know i cant c him today.. coz his work so busy.. maybe he had cancelled his leaves today oso. today, i plan to bring him to my church for morning sermon n plan to have dinner with him in Xenri after my performance, but since he not yet come back to kl, so all this can't b happened.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;god bless him. n i hope i can c him soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ck, how r u edi leh? i miss u so much.. hope u can come to back to kl asap, so i can c u again lo.. miss u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18345261-2474117550796420994?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2474117550796420994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=2474117550796420994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/2474117550796420994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/2474117550796420994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2474117550796420994' title='stupid internet'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Ru1LYSWvWYI/AAAAAAAAADM/QWJNGVufpsA/s72-c/dcim+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-7596467355445800085</id><published>2007-08-14T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:39:04.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky year of 2007 (episod 3) - saman by traffic police</title><content type='html'>ew~ this yr i really go on a bad luck.. most of the bad things happen on me.. but i really thanks n pray to gad tat HE bless me..&lt;br /&gt;on 3rd aug, met car accident.. was fined by the traffic police.. oh my gosh, this country really funny, people knocked my car, but i'm the one who get saman..&lt;br /&gt;this is how the accident happened. tat day i finished my piano lesson at salak south, then i wento tmn Connaught to pay car loan at CIMB. after tat, i was bout going to my workin place in tmn Delima there. when i came out from a junction was about to turn left to the highway headin toward to kajang, suddenly a van came frm my left hand side knock my car front bumper lo.. then v stopped a side n discuss lo.. after tat, he decided to do police report so tat he can claim insurance.. actually his van damaged more than mine.. haha.. but one thing, today wat i wanto talked bout is the police in our country r dman bot profesion.. y i said so?&lt;br /&gt;this is the conversation between me n the police..&lt;br /&gt;Sarjan = s, Me=m, policewoman = p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i wrote the report, a police asked me to c a sarjan. n i went up to his office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'hello, selamat petang sir' (gd evening, sir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'sila duduk.' (pls have a sit)&lt;br /&gt;S : 'apa nak cakap?' (wat u wanto say to me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then i started to tell him how's the incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;after tat, he wrote me a saman n gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'so sekarang u rasa siapa salah?' (then u think who's fault?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'i think is tat van driver, he knocked me was his fault. n y i'm the 1 who get saman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'u sudah drive how many yrs?' (how long u've been driving?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : '3 yrs'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : ' yalo, cuma 3 tahun saja, tolak lagi 2 tahun P-lesen, u cuma ada 1 tahun punya driving experience.' (yalo, 3yrs only, 2yrs of P-licence, means tat u only have 1 yr driving experience)&lt;br /&gt;S : 'lagipun, u perempuan. dah biasa la, perempuan drive memang cuai sikit punya. lagipun, sendiri salah, masih nak cakap orang salah.' (then, u'r female driver. female driving skills r bad all the time, then, usually gals do wrong things, they still wanto blame other people r wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know y the sarjan said so ? juz bcoz that the van driver made report earlier than me, n he wrote tat i knocked his car in his report.. so the police chose to trust the stupid van driver, n bcoz the van driver is an old man(35yrs old+-)... so the police oso think tat i'm wrong.. bcoz i'm a female, n i juz have only 1yr driving experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i kept argue with him.. until a police woman came n interupted our conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P : 'moi, u anak malaysia ke tidak?' (r u malaysian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'yup, i'm a malaysian. so...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P : 'then kalau u malaysian, u patut cakap bm la.. kenapa asyik cakap english saja? u tak tau cakap melayu ke, dulu, cikgu tak ajar cakap melayu ar?' (then if u'r a malaysian, u should speak malay language la, y u alwis speak english, u dunno how to speak malay? is ur teacher din teach u when u'r at skoo?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was looking at her so blur. i was thinking tat does malaysia has a rule states tat v cant speak english in the police station, v muz speak malay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'my teacher taught me of coz. but i dun have much malays frens, tat's y i rarely speak bm.. n most of my malays frens, they're english educated, they speak english to me too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P : 'then kalau u tau cakap bm, u patutlah cakap bm la. sebagai anak malaysian, tak tau tutur dlm bahasa melayu, malu tau?' (if u know how to speak in malay, then u should use it la. s a malaysian, it's a shame tat u said u duno bm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : ' but never heard tat people tell me tat i've to speak bm in the police station wor. n our minister, alwiz encourage our citizens should learn more english n those government servant to attend more english intensive classes to brush up n improve their language skills wor.. but y now u tell me muz speak bm?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after tat, she oso know tat she's shouldn't interupt our conversation(sarjan n i), i think she oso knew tat she's too busybody....&lt;br /&gt;then after she has gone, v continue to argue again..&lt;br /&gt;at last, he suddenly said sumthing that make me feel like wanto vomit, too disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'u nampak cantik ma, tak ada 'pak toh' ke?' (u look very pretty, y dun u go dating wit bf?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : ' no time.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'wa, saya semakin tengok u semakin cantik dari tadi sampai sekarang, takkan tak ada 'pak toh' punya?' (wa, u look prettier alot when u sit here til now, y u dun have a bf yet?')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinkin bout all this is none of ur business, y u busybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'then now u insist wanto give me saman, y u stil wanto question me this n tat.. u'r wasting my time..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coz tat time was about 2.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'saya tau u tak puas hati jika saya terus bagi u saman, then saya bagi u chance untuk cakap lo.' (i know u sure will make noise if i give u the saman straight, tat's y i give u chance to talk lo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;har, i was so blur.. 1stly, i'll c him, coz they(policeman who checked my report) asked me to c him, 2ndly, they said when u c sarjan u can explain to him maybe can appeal.. but now, seems like wat they said were different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'if i know tat i stil have to get the saman at last, i wun sit here n argue wit u for 1hr+.. sir, u'r really wasting my time. pls la, let me go home, u dun have to work tomolo, but i need to.. now, u wanto give me saman, pls make ur move fast.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : 'moi, jangan cakap macam ni la. macam i buat salah saja.' (pls dun said like this la, seems like i'm the one who do wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao eh, of coz u wrong la.. if not me wrong meh.. u give saman to the one whose car knocked by people, n not the one who knocked my car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : ' moi, cari bf la.. u so cantik. sayanglah, kalau tak ada bf.' (u get 1 bf la, u so pretty, wat a waste if u dun have a bf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yo.. he's really very disturban.. i know i've to say sumthing to shut his mouth up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : ' do u read newspaper, don't u? nowadays, so many criminal cases like rape, snatch, rob, murder, most of the victim r gals. do u think tat now if i get a bf, i wun get cheated by the guy, or killed or raped by them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : ' then u cari polis la, polis tak tipu orang punya.' (then u find a policeman b ur bf lo, police wun cheat gals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'aiyo, then newspaper alwis got the news bout fake police.. i oso not dare la.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : ' then u cari polis betul punya la, jangan cari polis palsu' (then u find a real police la, not the fake one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : ' how i wanto know which one is real or fake leh?' can u pls give me the saman, i gtg.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : ' macam saya, mana ada saya tipu u?' (like me lo, i got cheat u meh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M : 'ok, pls give me the saman, pls dun waste my time, my dad is waiting outside&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S : ' oh, bapa u tunggu luar ke? kasih saya tau awal awal ma?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i oso lazy to talk to him, i juz kept quiet n walked out from his office..&lt;br /&gt;then he shouted behind me y tat i walked so fast..&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh, is this police chi sin wan? he has abberrent personality i think..&lt;br /&gt;u c la, malaysia got this kind of police, i feel sad la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-7596467355445800085?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7596467355445800085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=7596467355445800085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/7596467355445800085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/7596467355445800085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7596467355445800085' title='unlucky year of 2007 (episod 3) - saman by traffic police'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-1255695252430612712</id><published>2007-08-09T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:43:43.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky year of 2007 (episod 2) - MPS</title><content type='html'>Wow, i really wanto know wat had happened on me this yr?&lt;br /&gt;During June : met snatch thief, luckily din get into hospital&lt;br /&gt;July : get a saman from MPS(Majlis Perbandaran Selayang)&lt;br /&gt;August : met car accident, finally i'm the one who get saman&lt;br /&gt;from the sarjan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is going wrong, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 weeks, the MPS fella came to my hse n complaint me.. oh my gosh.. n they gave 2 pieces of paper, 1 is then saman paper n another 1 is the notis to clean n clear my hse n dogs.. it's damn so stupid... they gave me saman without any notice.. then i started argued with the 2 fellas..&lt;br /&gt;they wrote 3 points on the saman paper, 1st, ur house smelly, 2nd, ur dogs smelly, n 3rd ur dogs noisy.. pk.. really make me pist off.. tat's y i wanto start argue with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our stupid conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' gd morning, i received some complaint from ur neighbourhood here regarding ur hse very smelly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' oo, is it? then can u smell sumthing smelly from me or my hse?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' nope.. i din smell anything wrong.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' so, y u said my hse smelly. if my house really smell stink, do u think tat i still can stay so long in my hse with my family?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : 'yup. u'r rite.. erm, v'r sorry.. actually they complaint ur dogs very smelly, tat's y v have to come here n wanto check ur hse'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' oic.. then do u smell sumthing from dogs?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' oh no, v din.. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' then y u stil said my dogs smell?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : 'erm, dunno, i juz write according to the complaint that the person made.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' oo.. then if u jus wanto follow the paper, then y u still wanto come to check. if u wanto check, then pls check b4 u write any saman to me 1st.. so how now? wat u wanto me to do with this saman paper, u want me to pay? i din do anything wrong, but juz bcos of u simply wrote sumthing on the paper, then i have to pay.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' so sorry, u can go to c our superior to cancel the charge..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then the MPS cancelled the 1st n the 2nd point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' but v still received report bout ur dogs very noisy.. n u c, til rite now ur dogs stil bark nonstop at me.. they're so disturbing..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then i was thinkin r these 2 fella stupid or idiot? dogs will only bark at strangers, so my dogs dunno them, of coz they will bark at them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' hey, sir, u 2 r strangers, of coz they'll bark at u la.. if not, y most of the people keep dogs, cos the dogs will bark at strangers n they can give awareness to the owner.. so if my dogs dun bark at u2, which means tat my dogs r abnormal. n if they dun bark, i oso wun keep dogs n let u have the chance to give me saman, rite?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' sorry la.. v cant cancel the saman. so u juz goto our office there n look for our superior n discuss with him, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me : ' wa, u give saman so fast but hor if ask u all to catch thief, u all cant even catch 1.. last mth, my bag've snatched, but after i reported, oso dun have any response oso..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MPS : ' this is none of our busines.. sorry, v gtg.. v still have to check other hses.. bye'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversation end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. u c they run so fast when they know did somethin wrong.. but i'm the one still hav to pay for the saman.. so stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wento the MPS there, n talked their superior edi.. so now she reduced the amount of saman from RM1000 to RM300.. n she said she'll highlight to the meeting tat i told her how i get those saman..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. but the RM 300 i have to pay coz my dogs dun have lesen.. but the stupid MPS din wrote bout this on the saman paper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-1255695252430612712?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1255695252430612712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=1255695252430612712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/1255695252430612712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/1255695252430612712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1255695252430612712' title='unlucky year of 2007 (episod 2) - MPS'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-8739633962238885151</id><published>2007-07-26T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:50:46.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky year of 2007 (episode1) - snatch-thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RqgnGa1-1SI/AAAAAAAAADE/TTVJ0-7h4b4/s1600-h/dcim+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091362369980781858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RqgnGa1-1SI/AAAAAAAAADE/TTVJ0-7h4b4/s200/dcim+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ow.. it's been such a long time i've not blogging edi.. keke.. last month, modem get struck by the lightning, no time to get a new one. after i bought a new 1, i dun have time to install n on9 too.. so until now, i only can on9 successfully.. heehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n July, there' a lots of things happen on me.. haiz.. i oso dunno which one i should mention 1st.. end of june, on 21-24 june, i went Genting to duty for my music group for the TBW(total beauty workshop), i've learnt a lot... how to handle the music in a big event.. but on the last day i came down from Genting, i met an accident in Tmn Pertama, Cheras. Tat day, i tumpang my sideline's car down to kl, then interchange to KTM to back to sg Buloh, but then when i juz got down from the car, my bag get snatched by 2 malays on a motor. then bcoz of my bag too heavy(my bag full of books, spirulina, comb, water bottle, stationery). then they try to pull off my bag, bcoz of my bag was too heavy, tat's y they failed to snatch.. but i was pulled down by them, n my waist, head get injured. luckily i dun have any effects after that accident.. really thanks god. i'm still thinking if the thieves really can snatch my bag awaym, they'll b regret too.. coz my bag dun have any valuables, most expensive one is the spirulina only.. but i dun think that they'll know the value of the spirulina. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter i've met that accident, i'm still thinking of, if that day, the one who get snatch is one of their mom or dad, n get heavy injury have to stay in hospital or maybe coma, what would they(snatch-thief) think of? r they stil will continue being a thief? have they ever think of their family, one day some of their family member may meet this.. i'm not trying to curse them. i juz hope them will realise what they're doing now? iziit this r good for them? now bcoz they snatch people's bags, they found it s an excitement or they really short of money, but if one day they're the one who get snatch, wat will think of? will they know admit their mistake? this is a crime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;o i advise to every one on earth, pls think b4 u start to do everything, dun make urself regret in future time n for ur entire life.. life is given by our god, v've to appreciate it n use it in the better way to live out a meaningful life. n pls think of others b4 u do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his's wat i've learnt after i met that accident. i'm lucky one, dun have heavy injury, dun need to stay in hospital. i read newspaper most of the time, alwis c the news bout bags snatched victim. 80% of them die or coma.. that time, i was so scared that i'll die or coma. what my mind comes 1st? my family my frens n my life.. so i said.. pls b more considerate to others.. p/s for those criminal.&lt;/em&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/18345261-8739633962238885151?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8739633962238885151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt; now is in penang, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wayn&lt;/span&gt;, i duno where he is now.. haiz... dunno when i only can c them.. uhuhuhuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today, whole day i spent with my parent, v wento bb plaza, low yat plaza n the digital mall.. walao eh, today tat area so jam, function on + raining day = drivers trap in the traffic jam for few hours leh.. of coz din drive today, but my dad drove.. hahha, then after tat v wento pj state there to eat 'duck rice', i feel this word a bit weird... but i dunno got another word to describe it onot lo.. then after dinner v wento digital mall there, v bought printer, mouse n no more.. hahhaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today is global day of the prayer, this morning i sent a sms to HF n pray for him, then i called him.. i feel tat sumthing is going wrong between us edi.. i duno wat's wrong with HF, since he came back to kl last week, then i find him yam cha on monday.. i felt tat there's a gap between us.. he's a bit far from me.. m i done or said sumthing wrong to him? then, wat has happened? now he is in penang 3 days, n will goto melaka for another 3 days to work, in this week i dun wanto sms or call him 1st.. after he comes back to kl, i only find him, n talk to him.. dun tell me, he worry tat i like him oo,tat's y he only wanto hide from me ar.. although i like to talk n play with him but not = i like him lo... c how 1st, have to wait until he comes back to kl 1st lo.. yesterday, i called CK, he is in penang now.. he said company asked him to work in penang for few week wor, then he said he will come back few week later then only give me a call.. wayn, i hardly will c him wan.. maybe can c him in company or when mmc meetiing.. last sunday was the mrt workshop, he oso din attend, i know maybe bcoz of the winners' nite, he stayed too late, tat's y he cant wake up early lo.. but luckily tat day,i still saw him in the crown hall lounge. but after tat he's not there edi, i only saw his dl there.. maybe he got appt or went home rest gua.. of coz la, now he edi a ccm, of coz can relax abit lo.. hmmm.. i muz add oil oso.. this yr, i muz b an esm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gambate kudasai ne&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/18345261-1605354417448802458?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/1605354417448802458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-6759869295561397538</id><published>2007-05-31T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T10:52:42.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday present..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl42aGu-mQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bZAg179yh38/s1600-h/dcim+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070550052577908994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl42aGu-mQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bZAg179yh38/s200/dcim+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl41Emu-mNI/AAAAAAAAACc/_GiI90eKX1k/s1600-h/dcim+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070548583699093714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl41Emu-mNI/AAAAAAAAACc/_GiI90eKX1k/s320/dcim+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;very happy this yr bd.. although i juz received a few presents, but i edi feel very happy, coz the most important to me is not the present only, is the wishes from frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thanks to my frens who remembering my bd.. haha, special thanks to my best frens, shari, kat, erna, jeff, n ys...i'm very happy this yr.. although dun have any bd cake, but i'm really happy lo..thank you..&lt;br /&gt;i had received some presents from my fren n best frens lo.. the 1st present i get 1 is from &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Kok Fong&lt;/span&gt; lo, he is really a nice guy..who dun have bf, i can intro him to u lo.. hahaha.. he gave me the present 3 days b4 my bd, coz he said he'll b very busy later wor.. then &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ys&lt;/span&gt; present me a sharpener, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;erna&lt;/span&gt; give gong zai, pig pig n mashimaro.. my eldest sis give me mocca cookies.. n sms received from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shari&lt;/span&gt;(best fren for more 10yrs, now v chat everyday thru email coz she's in aus now), &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;peh ling&lt;/span&gt;(know her since standard4), &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;johnson&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kok fong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bee lum&lt;/span&gt;(same bd), &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;li wen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xian wei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;terry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;poh kuen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kah jun&lt;/span&gt;(now in china), &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rodman&lt;/span&gt;(my kai daddy, he's only 22yr old, juz call him this nick for fun), &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jin wu&lt;/span&gt;(know him for 5yrs, but juz c him twice), &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;seow fong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;weng ken&lt;/span&gt;(bought 2 pieces of choco cakes for me), &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt;(sing me a bd song on the phone), n &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;how fei&lt;/span&gt;(wish me 5 days later,coz he think tat my bd is 30th of may), hahaha.. really thank you lo...&lt;br /&gt;one thing make me more happy is, on last sat(26/05/07), my 3 best frens come to bkt Jalil to find me, tat day i'll b there coz there's a winners' nite held there.. one ticket per entry is RM45 n free 1 bottle of 100tablets spirulina.. hehe, they all bought the tickets from me, i tot they wun come edi, but at last they come... they're &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jeff, erna, n kat&lt;/span&gt;.. 3 of them dunno each other yet, they know each other on tat day, of coz i intro them together ma.. hahaha, 1 thing make me happy is they all can mix together, v have nice chat, n photograph session.. i really happy, tat day all my best frens can held together.. 4 of us like have been knowing each other very long time.. of coz i know kat since form2, erna since form6, n jeff since form2 when ice skating... hahhah, really veyr happy.. n then they give me present on tat day too.. so actually i din celebrate my bd on my birthdate, but i stil celebrate with my best frens together, although v dun have cake, the nicest present is all my best frens here to c me n play together... except shari is not there, coz now she's in aus... then v took alot of pics.. 1 thing i m not happy is my dl's prob, he blame alot tat day, not frenly to my frens.. tat's y tat day i oso dun k him... n i pass him to my ul to take k, then i play with my best frens... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hahaha, i saw wayne tat day, he's now a ccm.. wow, he's so handsome... then after the show finished, then i sms him to congratulate him has become a ccm, then he replied thanks n asked who i m.. i juz said, i'm fighting for my target to become a rsm lo, then he juz said jiayou, oh yes... then v stopped.. but i still feel happy lo, at least he got reply my sms.. n tat day, i din c ck... dunno where's he now.. coz i called him since 24/5 til now, he never answer my call, i asked his ul, his ul said his hp got prob... oic.. nvm la, i will call some other time lo... wat to do... yo, very miss wayne n ck...&lt;/span&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/18345261-6759869295561397538?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6759869295561397538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-3353023806955963050</id><published>2007-05-25T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:54:41.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 21st birthday ^.^v</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl2_rWu-mMI/AAAAAAAAACU/aIlkyPpkSTw/s1600-h/dcim+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl2-oGu-mLI/AAAAAAAAACM/QQj_72ppuOg/s1600-h/dcim+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070418351700744370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rl2-oGu-mLI/AAAAAAAAACM/QQj_72ppuOg/s320/dcim+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today(24/5) i wento cineleisure damansara to celebrate my bd, haha, but is alone, this is the 1st time, a very special gift to myself n nice memory.. yesterday, i told shari, she said wanto b so cham meh, no fren celebrate with u... but hor, after i think edi, i think nothing wrong to celebrate alone lo, n this is the 1st time n my 1st try.. although i feel weird.. but i dun k at all, at 6pm, i reached cineplex, theni bought the pirates of the caribbean3 movie ticket, tat day the movie is 1st the showing, so the cinema is full of people.. but i'm really lucky, coz i stil can get ticket n in the center seat.. buy 1 ticket of coz easier, coz u can sit anywhere... wow, the movie is really nice, enjoying watching the movie.. now i think back, actually watch movie alone is nothing weird n funny too, is quite enjoyable, the different is juz only no frens r sitting beside u.. but i'm enjoying the whole show.. after finish watching the movie, then i planned to walk around the curve, but finally i din, coz i really dunno where to walk, n i really feel damn weird to walk alone in the shopping complex, most of my frens know tat i seldom do shopping except with frens, but sumtime even frens ask to go shopping, i oso reject, coz i really dun like shopping.. so at last, i chose to sit in the starbuck's coffee to do my homeworks, hehehe, i brought my homeworks n camera together with me.. then i ordered drink n sit down to do hw lo.. i took some pics, of coz i asked help from people, 1 guy who's sitting in front of me.. then around 11.39pm. i wanted to go home edi, coz friday still have to work early in the morning.. the i walked along the street n take some pic lo(asked people to help me), coz my car i parked in cineplexe there.. then when i going to take my car in cineplexe, i saw one thing very nice, then i saw a guy(tat time, all shops edi closed), i asked him to help me to take a pic. then he very curious n asked me lo..he asked,'r u a local?' then i said,'yup.' then he asked,'r u 1st time here?' i said,'no, a few times'.. then i saw his mouth has opened abit, then he asked again, 'where'r u living?' then i said,'nearby lo'.. this time his mouth opened like a big O, i think u can put a orange to his mouth oso.. hahaha, very funny leh.. tat day, i think people who helped me to take pic sure tot tat i'm a tourist.. hahaha.. then v exchange our number n b fren lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i celebrate my bd alone tat day, but i'm very happy.. not tat no frens to celebrate with me, bcoz my best frens all not free.. but i'll c them on this sat in bkt jalil lo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 thing, i very miss him, actually i called him tat day, but he din pick my call.. i think his hp got prob again..&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/18345261-3353023806955963050?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3353023806955963050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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today.. 2days later is my bd, erm, not is 1 day, coz now edi 1am thurs.. i had received 2 presents from my frens, one is from K.F another one is from Y.S.a bit happy lo.. at least got 2 people remember my bd, but i know KF, shari definitely remember my bd, coz they did ask me few day or few weeks ago bout my celebration of my 21th bd.. but i said i got no idea, coz tat day i'll b working till late at nite, then gotta go home early, coz nex day sat, i have to wake up at 6.30am to work.. then HF oso said he'll celebrate with me but later coz now he's work outstation, will come back 2 weeks later wor, n he said after he comes back he only celebrate with me, maybe bringing me to blue lagoon, i oso dunno where's it, he said somewhere in seremban.. i dunno true onot la.. all this have to wait til he comes back only i'll know.. i oso dunno how i can celebrate my bd, feel lonely lo, actually i hope everyone of my frens wil remember, but is imposible lo.. i oso hope tat CK will remember too.. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i dun want anything from him, a bd wish edi enuf..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;juz now got scolded by mom, feel sad. then i cried.. now eyes pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;tomolo(few hours later, after i wake up), i'll goto watch movie, the pirates of the caribbean n the spiderman3, both oso my favourite movie,, hahah, of coz have to watch alone, if not y i said i feel lonely leh, no frens celebrate with me.. nvm lo, since i oso never try to watch movie alone b4, this is my 1st try.. maybe a nice try..oso a present i give to myself n now i still thinking of where to watch the movie, cineleisure, kepong jusco, or 1utama.. headache.. haiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;actually i planned to call him tomolo whether he can come out for dinner with me anywhere oso can..&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;s long s can c him lo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mizz him leh...&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/18345261-2766462855570929881?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/2766462855570929881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=2766462855570929881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/2766462855570929881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/2766462855570929881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2766462855570929881' title='crying eyes T.T'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RlSFHWu-mKI/AAAAAAAAACE/moAtERiOVHM/s72-c/dcim+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-4660060921790592473</id><published>2007-05-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:38:52.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappoinment ~.~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rk8GGGu-mJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BIit7rBSAI8/s1600-h/dcim+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066274807771732114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rk8GGGu-mJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BIit7rBSAI8/s320/dcim+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ew~ whole day i've been waiting for his call, no respond.. sad, sad, sad, he din call me at all.. dun tell me he really had forgotten bout the words he said... he said he'll call me, but he din... lier.. my heart break... make me feel no mood to do things... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really miss him..&lt;/span&gt; nvm, i'll call him nex week on wed.. maybe i'll c him in this coming mmc meeting.. hopefully, i can c him tat day n invite him to have dinner with me s my birthday wish la.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;god bless me n him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...love u alwiz...&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/18345261-4660060921790592473?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4660060921790592473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=4660060921790592473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/4660060921790592473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/4660060921790592473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4660060921790592473' title='disappoinment ~.~'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rk8GGGu-mJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BIit7rBSAI8/s72-c/dcim+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-3791108761191832999</id><published>2007-05-18T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:37:38.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting for the call..~.~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rk3Jcmu-mHI/AAAAAAAAABs/JxdgkQfzycs/s1600-h/dcim+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065926649132783730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rk3Jcmu-mHI/AAAAAAAAABs/JxdgkQfzycs/s320/dcim+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ew~ i've been waiting for his call since this morning til now.. alert to my phone, not dare to go away from my phone, dare not to leave my phone aside, coz i worry he'll call me anytime.. he said he'll call me this week, but he din mention which day.. v said tat will go clubbing this sat.. probably he'll call me tomolo at last minutes.. but if he really call me tomolo, then how, i dun think i can go.. coz everything is not in plan.. ~.~ or maybe he had forgotten me.. T.T... so sad.. now my heart feel sad n pain.. nobody can help me... now already 11.30pm, he sure wun call me, i think now he maybe still having appt with frens or clients... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm missing u..&lt;/span&gt; i told myself, if tomolo he really call me, i wun answer his call.. coz i wanto let him know, i cant do things last minutes wan.. i've to plan my schedule b4 i do everything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;nex week is my birthday already, i dunno whether he can remember onot.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hope tat he'll remember my birthday&lt;/span&gt; la.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my present from him is juz only a simple wish&lt;/span&gt; lo, dun need present.. this year i really dunno how to celebrate my this 21th birthday.. will think of it later.. i think of ask him out on thurs nite n eat dinner with him or juz yam cha or clubbing if he can... but &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;juz only with him.&lt;/span&gt;. for now, i dun wanto think so much 1st.. i wanto try to ask him out nex week 1st, c whether he can onot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.. love u alwiz ..&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/18345261-3791108761191832999?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/3791108761191832999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=3791108761191832999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/3791108761191832999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/3791108761191832999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3791108761191832999' title='still waiting for the call..~.~'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rk3Jcmu-mHI/AAAAAAAAABs/JxdgkQfzycs/s72-c/dcim+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-8109459040276540758</id><published>2007-05-18T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:35:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy n busy day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkyUnWu-mFI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DS5-E11k4o/s1600-h/dcim+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065587084723394642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkyUnWu-mFI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DS5-E11k4o/s200/dcim+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oho.. wat a busy day for me.. haha.. for me, of cos is a busy day la.. for most of my&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkySBmu-mDI/AAAAAAAAABM/0t6vRqN4QFM/s1600-h/dcim+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; frens sure they will say,'wa, so senang, still say busy ar!'. haha... c.. different people, have different life style n different point of view.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today, early in the morning, i woke up at 7.30am, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bcoz i've to go to pasar pagi to help my mom to buy vege, then i bought some vege n breakfast for myself lo.. haha.. i seldom wake up so early during weekdays.. coz my working time is start in the evening around 5 or 6pm.. but wat to do, mummy ask to wake up early to go to pasar pagi, if i dun do so, my mom sure will kill me.. luckily today i woke up early oso lo, bcoz after i bought vege n eaten breakfast, i wento Kepong to settle my streamyx n phone bill.. walao eh, both cost me RM286 leh.. wow, so expensive.. but wat to do la, i muz pay, if not if i get blacklisted, nex time i wanto apply others oso will b veyr troublesome.. then, after paying all this, me n my sis actually planning to go for a movie in Jusco, Kepong. but then, the time cant suit.. coz i felt sleepy(u've to understand lo, i seldom wake up so early, except sat) then at last, v din go. so v wento the JPN to take my sis's IC.. after tat v reach home.. hehe.. after v reach home, i went back to sleep until 2pm, i woke up again.. y? bcoz i wanto watch tv lo, my favourite movie shown on the tv... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;actually i got few of appointment lo.. n i late for the 1st one.. so met up Jeffrey in KL Central then i brought him to Elken Company to let him visit my company.. he now join another ds company which named IPC.. but nvm, it wun crash with my Elken too.. firstlym, i planned to bring him to eat the kung fu kuey teow at the RO corner, but so unfortunately, today it closed maybe today is a rainny day, tat's y they closed... then i brought him walked around at my company n introduce the products to him... but &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one things really make me happy is i met Wayn at there too.. n he saw me.. v juz looked at each other for few seconds, then v juz act c nothing n continue with our stuff.. haha.. really happy lo.. i miss him so much.. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;never think of i will c him there..&lt;/span&gt; this is y i feel happy today.. things to make me happy is invaluable.. it's really a surprise^.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after finished visiting company, v went for dinner at the Wan Tan Mee stall there.. then v chat there.. at least, i had convinced Jeff a bit to come to the Winners' Nite.. at least, he listened to wat i said n he said he maybe will come n depend on the day whether he is free onot.. at least, there's a improvement, bcoz b4 tat, he is totally reject me without i saying a word.. after my dinner, i start with my busy journey, y i said so... then i picked up my dl at Mid Valley bus stop, then i sent Jeff home, n then i followed my dl to go to his appointment. then i met Chen Yi.. v chat for a while.. after tat, i rushed to Tmn Pertama there to met Sook Mun.. n i had cancelled one appointment with William they all.. coz cant suit the time.. after tat, around 11.30pm, i fetched Sook Mun home. then quickly rushed to Mid Valley Bus stop to drop my dl there, bcoz then last bus to Puchong comes at 12am sharp.. so if he missed the bus, then i've to send him back.. of coz i dun wanto do so.. 1st, journey far, 2nd, i'm tired of rushing, 3rd, waste of petrol n time.. tat's y i quickly sent him there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;while on my way back to Sg Buloh, i listened to hitz fm, bcoz i'm thinking of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; again&lt;/span&gt;.. everytime, when i drive, i will automatically tune to hitz fm, coz i know he does listen to hitz fm too.. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;miss u.. muacks&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&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/18345261-8109459040276540758?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8109459040276540758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=8109459040276540758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/8109459040276540758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/8109459040276540758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8109459040276540758' title='happy n busy day...'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkyUnWu-mFI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DS5-E11k4o/s72-c/dcim+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-4331114354712600482</id><published>2007-05-17T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:33:52.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreak...T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RktPKGu-mBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ygzu5bFD2O8/s1600-h/dcim+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065229240933193746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RktPKGu-mBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ygzu5bFD2O8/s320/dcim+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;today, after i had finish my work in Thean Hou Gong, thne i picked up my dl, Vincent n met up my ul, uncle David in Tmn Connaught to go to Vincent sis hse to visit his mom.. coz his mom sick edi.. after v visited his mom, me n uncle David wento the Pasar Malam in Tmn Connaught there.. wow, it's been such a long time i din go to nite market edi.. n i dun have a hobby to go to nite market too.. coz i dun like crowded place.. n v walked n ate over there lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;when i planned to go home, me n uncle David walked toward to my car tat time, i saw Ching n William, n 2 of their frens... i was so happy when i saw her.. but after i had talked to her, i found tat she had changed.. i dun think she really wanto fren with me.. y.. coz when i questioned her, she was trying to run away from my questions... n then, she said, if i wanto find her, i can straight away find William.. coz if i can find William, then i can find her... do u know when she said so, my heart felt pain.. oh my gosh, i know her for so many years edi, now i wanto find u out yamcha, oso have to get thru William 1st ar.. wat the hell is all about, har.. Ching, is my best fren since i'm standard4 till form 5, v'r actually very best fren, but our frenship has been broken up due to some consequences, bcoz there'r some body want to spoil it.. at last, v really broke.. T.T.. William, is my primary skoo classmate... i know tat they know each other only for few year coz they know when they'r working in the same company.. but i really sad, u know.. frens for so many years edi, now wanto find her oso need to pass thru some1 b4 i reach her.. do u know how my heart feels...i really feel sad... u know, my felling comes all of sudden, liek the turnado comes without any notice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but, though i feel sad, at the same time, i think of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ck&lt;/span&gt;, this few days i not dare to call him coz i worry tat i'll disturb him... i really miss a lot.. n somemore, last sat, he said he'll call me this week, i dunno he'll b calling me onot la.. but then, i stil will wait for his call de.. but i do really hope, if v really go clubbing this sat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i hope juz only 2 of us..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;... miss u n love u always, CK&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/18345261-4331114354712600482?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4331114354712600482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=4331114354712600482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/4331114354712600482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/4331114354712600482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4331114354712600482' title='heartbreak...T.T'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RktPKGu-mBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ygzu5bFD2O8/s72-c/dcim+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-4835764234989875847</id><published>2007-05-14T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:18:42.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mothers' day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rkf9V1rCdUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nh2_6Sek6_8/s1600-h/dcim+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064294857628087618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rkf9V1rCdUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nh2_6Sek6_8/s320/dcim+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday is mothers' day, how all of u celebrate with ur dear mom? haha, i 'm actually already celebrate with my mom last week, wednesday 2/5/07, that day was public holiday, so everyone of us is damn free.... but yesterday v celebrate again, bcoz v celebrate with my grandma... yesterday v'r very happy n enjoying. i can c tat my dear grandma really happy n enjoying too.. yesterday v can say tat v'r celebrating with big family, wiht my 5th uncle's family n my 1st aunt's family too. tat's y i say my grandma was so happy last nite.. bcoz comes to mothers' day, she still has 3 children celebrate with her.. although she still got another 3 children cant come due to some circumstances, but i know she's really enough of appreciate wat she has today... me,myself oso feel very happy.. ^.~ after our dinner, v went to hte sunway semenyih resort club house there.. v changed 9bucks for pool games.. me n my sister play twice, n my uncle n my dad play once.. while v'r playing the pool, 4 moms(my mom, my 1st aunt, my 5th aunt n my grand ma) gather together to play carrom.. haha, all of them r already a mom for few children... yesterday, really is a beautiful scene n pic to c..y i say so, coz the carrom table juz nex to the pool table.. while waiting for my turn to play, i'll look to the carrom side there.. all moms there r really happy n enjoy... v playyed til around 9pm+, then v went back to my uncle's home again. b4 v left there, v had taken some picture at the club house there.. then v chit-chat at my uncle's house once v reached his house.. my bro brought his er-hu, n performed for us, n my dad n my uncle were doing the 'yim kuk gai' (salty chicken) s our supper.. then after a while, my uncle's fren came, then i played the chinese chess together with them.. haha v play under the rain, holding an umbrella, damn funny, this is the first time i did.. n i won the game too... hahaha.. first time i won in chinese chess with elderly man ooo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat a wonderful mothers' day nite...i do really hope this picture will c it every year... ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-4835764234989875847?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/4835764234989875847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=4835764234989875847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/4835764234989875847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/4835764234989875847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4835764234989875847' title='happy mothers&apos; day'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rkf9V1rCdUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nh2_6Sek6_8/s72-c/dcim+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-6292347406962113518</id><published>2007-05-12T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:31:06.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another unhappy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rkf9-VrCdVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Yuv_LWz2KFc/s1600-h/dcim+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064295553412789586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rkf9-VrCdVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Yuv_LWz2KFc/s200/dcim+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, i feel damn unhappy when the dark falls on me... feel so upset.. today i finish my work at 8.30pm too, regularly reach home at 9pm +. tomolo will b mother's day, so my eldest sis's church is having a dinner for celebrating the mother's day.. so sad, i cant join them with my family n those church members, coz they end at 9pm.. but nvm, luckily i feel full... dunno y.. i juz oly ate abit then i feel full maybe is due to my bad mood, i think so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when 10.30pm, i miss called CK, he din answer my call.. i guess tat he has something to do.. tat's y i din disturb him.. then i called him again at 11pm, finally he picked uphis  phone.. oh my gosh, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i miss his voice s well s his face..&lt;/span&gt; then i asked he will go clubbing ? he said, might b nex sat, n he will call me nex week to tell me.. bcoz i'm quite a buzy person, tat's y i need to arrange my schedule.. hmm, he's in penang tat day, actually i called him oso for another purpose, which is wanna ask him out for drinks.. but nvm la.. i still will c him this sat.. i hope this sat he wun bring frens along.. coz i juz wanna b with him,juz 2 people.. i really do hope this sat is only with him n he wun ffk me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i feel unhappy today oso bcoz of him.. coz i'm very miss him... friday, i called him for few times, sms him, he oso din reply n cant reach to his phone.. till nite i got him,he only tells me tat he dunno bout it.. i dunno whether he's really dunno, or he jz never care... m i really annoying to him??? &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/18345261-6292347406962113518?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/6292347406962113518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=6292347406962113518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/6292347406962113518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/6292347406962113518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6292347406962113518' title='another unhappy day'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/Rkf9-VrCdVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Yuv_LWz2KFc/s72-c/dcim+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-7713490057451765061</id><published>2007-05-11T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:28:46.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???insomnia???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkP21lrCdTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/h56_PwdRWbw/s1600-h/dcim+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063161806600697138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" height="307" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkP21lrCdTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/h56_PwdRWbw/s320/dcim+045.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;this few days, i hardly get into sleep coz cant stop thinking of him.. my mind full of his picture.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;on the 8th, i met him in kepong.. i called him out.. that time he was having dinner with his 3 male frens.. i had a bad mood tat day too.. so i din join their dinner together.. but now i felt regret, y dun i join them n get know to his frens... but tat day i really had a blue mood, i cant even feel like to smile to anyone... then i told him v juz meet after his dinner with his frens.. around 12.30am, he had jus finished his dinner, then v met up again.. then v went to a mamak stall in manjalara, v drinks at there for few minutes.. then v left.. firstly i tot of left there earlier so tat he can go home earlier, dun need to stay so late, coz he's staying in puchong, 45mins travels from kepong.. i had told i juz unhappy tat day, coz my life full of stress n tensions.. i feel like wanna cry juz to release.. finally, i cried in front of him.. then he accompanied me, n gave me lotz of advice..ends up tat day he went home at 2am.. i understand wat he's saying.. coz all this i remind myself all the time.. finally, i said i juz wanto cry only... actually i know wat shud i do.. my life still have to go on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i can c his tired eyes.. at last, i listened to his words i go home quickly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;when i reach home, i called him when he'll going to clubbing.. he said maybe nex sat.. ok.. then i will c him again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i really miss him so much.. do u know i feel.. everynite hardly get into sleep, bcoz of cant stop myself thinking of him.. he's really a different guy from most of the guys i know.. maybe this is bcoz he oso an elkenian.. can say tat elkenians r all special.. like y.s, wayne, pauline, n a lots more.. even male n female in Elken, u can feel their specialities n difference compares to others who not elkenian..bcoz elkenian has different mindset from others.. this is true.. coz i'm a Elkenian too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i miss u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;..i love u Chee Keen.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/18345261-7713490057451765061?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/7713490057451765061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=7713490057451765061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/7713490057451765061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/7713490057451765061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7713490057451765061' title='???insomnia???'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkP21lrCdTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/h56_PwdRWbw/s72-c/dcim+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18345261.post-8481420496327436881</id><published>2007-05-09T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:22:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall in luv sick ~.~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkAs9VrCdRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n8wQA970_w0/s1600-h/dcim+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062095413465740562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkAs9VrCdRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n8wQA970_w0/s320/dcim+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;this few days, i found myself having some prob.. fall in love sick again.. i have a secret tat my best frens dunno yet.. this keeps me feel uncomfortable... i dun wanto let them know, bcos i worry tat they will pour the cold water from my head.. maybe wat i'm thinking now n wat i do now r incorrect, but i still wanna continue to live this way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;now i'm very agresive in Elken, n i met 2 guys tat i like, one is Wayn, another one is Chee Keen.. i told my best fren included Y.S, Alexis, n Kat tat &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i luv wayne&lt;/span&gt;, n i told them i still in survive in Elken is all bcos of Wayne.. all this is true... is bcos of Wayne, now u'll only c changes from me.. but after i met Chee Keen, i found tat &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;luv him more than Wayn&lt;/span&gt;.. this probably maybe i know tat i can have Wayn in future, coz i know Wayn is tat kind of guy who has a high demand on his &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt;, n i know i will never can meet his requirement.. though, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chee Keen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not tat handsome s Wayn&lt;/span&gt;, but at least v'r fren, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still have a chance to get him..&lt;/span&gt; i believe a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;relationship should b start from frenship.. this is the difference n gap between Wayn n Chee Keen.. but s i know, i think he already has a gf either a gal who has trap in his heart.. but nvm, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still work hard for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;if i tell my best frens, i really dunno wat they will say on me.. this few days,all this make me feel unhappy.. my bd wish for this year, is &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i hope i can celebrate wit Chee Keen&lt;/span&gt;.. Maybe, he will reject for my invitation.. maybe he will run away far from me..&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i really miss him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18345261-8481420496327436881?l=precious-yvonne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/feeds/8481420496327436881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18345261&amp;postID=8481420496327436881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/8481420496327436881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18345261/posts/default/8481420496327436881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precious-yvonne.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8481420496327436881' title='fall in luv sick ~.~'/><author><name>yvonnen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190748850448721037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12743315328362229991'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ym_8_P-UDeY/RkAs9VrCdRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n8wQA970_w0/s72-c/dcim+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>