<?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-3079147328709640690</id><updated>2011-09-21T21:03:35.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S E R E N A</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2694999912011322684</id><published>2011-07-13T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T15:57:07.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Dilemma~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suddenly few options given and I am in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dilemma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know to which option should I take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am totally no idea which path will bring me to what ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option No1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advantages&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Stay and do not change anything.&lt;br /&gt;Remain the same with higher benefits&lt;br /&gt;Market Value will be higher&lt;br /&gt;Permanent job and flexi time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disadvantages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to packed with time line due to the project is in a mess&lt;br /&gt;Deal with a superior which is hard to please&lt;br /&gt;Agreement and benefits given is verbally and not in Black and White stated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option No2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advantages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher pay than the current job&lt;br /&gt;Location wise nearer&lt;br /&gt;Nice superior to work with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disadvantages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New environment to be adapt&lt;br /&gt;Need to sharpen up my programming language (which i not really like it)&lt;br /&gt;Still in probation period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option No3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advantages&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certification obtain is very high market value&lt;br /&gt;Future wise will be better due to the certificate provided &lt;br /&gt;Colleague + superior is nice to deal with&lt;br /&gt;Working environment is cozy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disadvantages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one year contract and do not have 100% guarantee of converting to permanent staff&lt;br /&gt;Certification given is still depends on the company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? Tell me how??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2694999912011322684?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2694999912011322684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2694999912011322684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2694999912011322684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2694999912011322684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2011/07/dilemma.html' title='~Dilemma~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4908268357759279698</id><published>2011-07-12T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:47:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4TH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ANNIVERSARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-22 JUNE 2011-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my SPECIAL HIM, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are only THREE words which I will never get tired of telling you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2570699912361571714?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2570699912361571714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2570699912361571714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2570699912361571714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2570699912361571714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2011/06/22th-june-2011.html' title='22th June 2011'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2223050271106552767</id><published>2011-06-08T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:41:02.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start counting down to the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;14 days to go.....&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/3079147328709640690-2223050271106552767?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2223050271106552767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2223050271106552767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2223050271106552767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2223050271106552767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2011/06/count-down.html' title='Count Down'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-307580501693430169</id><published>2011-04-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:50:18.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever been so BAD LUCK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011-04-14 I HATE YOU!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Have you ever been so bad luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;7.45am Wake up from bed and get ready because have to conduct a walk through with user at 9am at Menara Maxis (KLCC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;8.00am Have the feeling that will be late to the meeting that's why choose to drive to KL Sentral then switch train to KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.1 = Caught in unusual traffic jam as I never facing such jam condition which took me 1 hour to reach KL Sentral (usually less than half and hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;9.00am Reached KL Sentral and is confirm late for the meeting. Informed my PM I will be only reach in half and hour time and he told me the users has reached and all waiting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.2 = The Head of Department was there waiting for me as well as I am the presenter of the walk through. He is not an easy going person and I am in trouble now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;9.20am Reached Menara Maxis and apologize to the users. Start my presentation but...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.3 = My lappie gone 'crazy'&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;already and its not working when the time I need him!!! Change and using my co-worker laptop for the presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;11.30am Finish my presentation and walk through, went back to Plaza Sentral and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.4 = Found that my server is not working and I am unable to access it for production issue troubleshooting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;12.00pm Asked my senior colleague for opinion and she suggested me to reboot the server at mid9. @##$%&amp;amp;^%@#@&amp;amp;@? WTH~~ I restarted the server before but is not at mid9 however she insist.. so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.5 = Scheduled the server reboot at 02:00 am and&amp;nbsp; I have to make sure the services and server are all up. After the server reboot, I still have to rectify the few problems which reported on the day before. It drag me until 3.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;2.00pm - 5.00pm Had my peacefully hours but it is not long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;5.30pm My 'beloved' called me up to ask some necessary questions which required the answer Immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Went up to look for her and explained. Later on, she questioned on my job task (which we all hate the most because she has no faith to her staff). Stupid me, staying there as I wanted her to approve some of my UCRs.. and.. I felt into the trap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;6.00pm "Serena, do you familiar with the BPT master requirement?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Not really, was involved before but later on lost track already.."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Is it? later i will have a walk through section with XXX on this. Can you please join?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Ok, SURE! (sigh.. shit you.. why you have to call up a discussion when people are preparing to go home?)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.6 Caught in discussion with the project team mates. Thanks to her, I only can leave at 9pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;9.00pm Was worried about my car as i park in the car park where i have to give the car key to the PIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ran down from office and SHIT~ It was raining!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.7 Why lar when I wanted to go back home then only rain like hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Forgot to bring my umbrella... called up for rescue - FAILED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;This is the first time I walked in RAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;9.30pm Charm sei, don't know how to cross the road as the cars speed and it was raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.8 Just ran across the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; road and nearly knocked down by car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;9.45pm Finally got into my car and drive to find him. Waited for him until 10pm and I was asking to drive back first. And the tragedy started.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;SUPER BAD LUCK OF THE DAY..... BAD LUCK NO. 9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I drive and I am pretty sure I din see anyone on my opposite so I just...drive.. "BOMMMM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I KNOCKED DOWN A INDON LADY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I was so afraid at the moment I heard the sounds.. It was so loud and I thought I knocked the divider but when I see from side mirror.. There was a Indo Lady lying on the floor..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;OMFG... I really never thought of I would ever knock down a person with car..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Although is just my side mirror knocked her down but I still feeling so uneasy as it is a HUMAN which i knocked down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Got lectured by the lady..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Saya sakit hati tau" (Of course I know, because I also heart pain when I knew that I knocked you down.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"You orang kaya, saya orang miskin.. Saya masih ada anak tau.." ( I know aunty and I am truly sorry for knocking you down.. I seriously did not see you there and it was so dark..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"You mau langgar mati saya ke?" ( I never wanted to knock you, aunty.. seriously.. i feel so bad when i see you lying there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Jaga-jaga nanti bila you pandu.." ( aunty, please don't curse me as I seriously do not know you were walking passed by me..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Luckily there was a motorcyclist came by and helped me to convince the aunty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I paid her some money for the compensation and she yet to complain.. MANA CUKUP~ YOU INGAT I SIAPA AH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sigh.. Seriously thanks to the motorcyclist, she helped me to convinced the victim and finally she let me go..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;But before she left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Kalau balik, I ada apa apa lagi, I akan report polis, tau~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;(Aunty, seriously.. I am very very sorry!!! Deep in my heart, I really worry that anything happen to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;GOD~ Pray hard for her to be everything is fine...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;10.15pm Got lectured by him and was not allow to drive back as they all worried about my emotion after knock down someone. He fetch me home and I parked my car there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO. 10 Before entering the car, I knock my head on the door. SHIT DAMN IT~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;10.20pm While on the way back, noticed that I left my purse in my car. SIGH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;BAD LUCK NO.11 Drove back and take my purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;10.45pm Reached home and bath. After calm down, looking for my certificates and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;BAD LUCK NO.12 Noticed I left my certs at my hometown.. sigh.. called my parents to scan and email to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;11.00 - 2.00 am Everything as normal until my reboot activities..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;BAD LUCK NO.13 server reboot successfully but one of the ID is not working.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Seriously, it is the most bad luck day which I ever have..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;SO, I HATE YOU &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2011-04-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Note: To the lady which I knocked down, I am so so so so sorry. I know even no matter how many times i apologize to you is also useless.. BUT SERIOUSLY, i am truly very sorry for everything. Hopefully you are getting well soon and no serious injury happen on you&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I am sorry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-307580501693430169?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/307580501693430169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=307580501693430169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/307580501693430169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/307580501693430169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-ever-been-so-bad-luck.html' title='Have you ever been so BAD LUCK?'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-7718122321209086068</id><published>2011-01-13T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T15:56:37.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story with A LIE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;This is a sad love story about a young man and woman who once met at a    party. The girl was quite beautiful, as every man wanted her. The man  was   an average guy that no one really paid much attention too. After  the   party was over he got up the courage to invite her for a cup of  coffee.   She accepted his invitation and together they went and sat  down in a   small coffee shop. He was very nervous and did not say much,  which made   her feel a little uncomfortable when the young man finally  spoke and ask   the waiter to bring him some salt. He then took the  salt and poured some   into his coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Many people began to stare at what the young man had done. His face    began to turn red, but he continued to pour the salt into his cup of    coffee. The young woman then asked him why did you put salt in your    coffee. He then went on to tell her that when he was a young boy he    lived near the ocean and how he loved playing in the salty water. So    each time he has coffee he puts salt in it and it reminds him of his    childhood days of living near the ocean and how much he missed his home    town and his late parents too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; After listening to his story her eyes began to fill with tears. She was    so touched by his story that seemed to come deep from inside his   heart.  She though a man who can tell about his feelings of being home   sick and  his inner feelings about his late parents has the kind of   compassion  that she just admired very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; As time went on they began to date and she discovered just how   kind-hearted, warm, caring, and what a loving person he was. She loved  his sweet love words and love phrases that he always said to her. She  thought  how she  almost missed out on getting together with him if it  was not  for the  salty coffee. This story then became like so many  other  stories. They  would go on to marry and would live happily for  many  years to come.  Every time she made him a cup of coffee she would  put  salt into it as  she knew he would always want it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrgPSi6JcoE/THcxXcw6asI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jl8Rf8dwgRI/s1600/sad+love+story+%282%29.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrgPSi6JcoE/THcxXcw6asI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jl8Rf8dwgRI/s200/sad+love+story+%282%29.jpg" border="0" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thirty  years went on by and he passed away and he left her a letter  that  she  would read. It said, My dearest wife, I hope you will forgive  me as  I  once told you a lie. It was the only lie I ever told you. Do  you   recall the very first time we had met. I was quite nervous with you    sitting with me at the coffee shop. I wanted some sugar but instead I    said salt. It was a mistake and also it was hard for me to admit it, so   I  just went along with it and let you think I really wanted salt   instead  of sugar, I was too embarrassed to tell you that part. And now   that I am  dying I need to tell you about this sad romantic story. I   really did not like salt  in my coffee, but I had salt in my coffee ever   since we had met and I  always knew I would never have any regrets or   feel sorry for what I had  done. Having you as my wife gave me the   greatest happiness I had ever  experienced in my whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; If I was able to live even a little longer I would still use salt in my    coffee a second time and I would continue to love you as my wife even   if  I had to live a life again with the lie of drinking coffee with  salt   added to it. Tears filled up in her eyes as she thought some day    somewhere someone may ask her just what does coffee taste like with  salt   added into it. She knew just what she would say. She would simply    reply, it is so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-7718122321209086068?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7718122321209086068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=7718122321209086068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7718122321209086068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7718122321209086068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-story-with-lie.html' title='Love Story with A LIE..'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrgPSi6JcoE/THcxXcw6asI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jl8Rf8dwgRI/s72-c/sad+love+story+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3830738522186609987</id><published>2010-11-12T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T14:07:51.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Called him the day before yesterday. Knew that he is suffering for his condition but I could not help much. What I did was just encouragement which I believe could at least motivate him. He is always the one that I worried. He changed ever since “it” came to his life. Everything changed. He is no longer the person I know anymore. His self-confidence level is low and the “it” in him is getting serious and cause him a lot of trouble. He used to be independent and well-performed but everything changed and is because of her, he changed. I really do not know what can I do to help him out. What I can do now is pray hard for everything goes smooth for him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will always be with him no matter what happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3830738522186609987?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3830738522186609987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3830738522186609987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3830738522186609987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hours means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I got nothing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nope, I just don't feel like doing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Keep telling myself to focus on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STACKS of documentations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILED~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So ended up crapping at here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I have got my hair dyed yesterday and the result is OUT OF MY EXPECTATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour is too bright.. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed for him as well and hopefully he won't kena from his boss.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo will be upload later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ever since I started my work at 'here',&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always be "friend" with the stacks of documentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documents  reading = blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application testing = more blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress meeting = even more blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hope that I will be offer training as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;so that I could manage to catch up faster&lt;br /&gt;and be a part of the team too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3537203810031294290?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3537203810031294290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3537203810031294290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3537203810031294290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3537203810031294290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/maxis-center-of-technology-spotted.html' title='Spotted @.@ ( Changed my post title due to some reason.. =P)'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5128998598838200105</id><published>2010-08-16T14:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T14:13:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love The Way You Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Recently I am so addicted to this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I hate lies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why the person have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tell lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;While we all know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The ugly truth of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Is it the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;To convince yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You are on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Right Choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Actually causing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fooling yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Someone told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you dislike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whatever the person did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You will still hate it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No matter what the reason is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I do agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3079147328709640690-5128998598838200105?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5128998598838200105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=5128998598838200105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5128998598838200105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5128998598838200105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-way-you-lie.html' title='Love The Way You Lie'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3162114208366510042</id><published>2010-08-16T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:43:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to get bored with the life that driving to work without him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bored + Sleepiness in the car = TORTURING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We used to have fun while we on our way to work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was enjoyed and now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am alone and lonely and boring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently in the office..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for my supervisor for the next discussion..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Tiredness + sleepiness is killing me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zZZZzzZZZzzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just had the most wonderful weekend I ever had...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;club, bbq, karaoke sessions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder when can I have this COMBO with my friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arghh.. I miss them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3162114208366510042?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3162114208366510042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3162114208366510042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3162114208366510042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3162114208366510042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/08/bored.html' title='Bored!!'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-926635286085219852</id><published>2010-07-19T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:29:59.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~avogardo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh Gosh~ so tired and so lazy to go for work la~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I say this to him almost everyday before heading to work.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I have started my internship for around 2months and I am getting lazier.. =P&lt;br /&gt;Why am I tired? because of daily travel from setapak all the way to bukit jalil..&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gosh~ Save me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as what he told me, nightmare will be end because we are moving!!&lt;br /&gt;To where?&lt;br /&gt;Serdang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s :: I am not staying there but just temporary..&lt;br /&gt;Which mean I dun have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel daily in the early morning&lt;br /&gt;Dun have to wake up early daily&lt;br /&gt;Dun have to wait for him to fetch me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~ I am happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-926635286085219852?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/926635286085219852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=926635286085219852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/926635286085219852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/926635286085219852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/07/avogardo.html' title='~avogardo~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2194199089682548439</id><published>2010-07-07T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:57:48.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.M.G</title><content type='html'>While I was facebook'ng, I saw one video on a 14 years old girl got pregnant and their family dun even notice it. You might think this is the shocking news I am sharing? Nope, there is another one which really shock me. Due to curiosity, I click on youtube video and from there I found another video link which is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;year old girl got pregnant!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I watch the video, I was like O.M.G~ How could it happen? Then I google for whether is it possible that there might be more than one child facing this problem. Surprisingly, I found another one year old girl in Arab who also facing the same thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdan, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One year old child found Pregnant in Saudi Arabia. Doctors says it’s a unique case for this world!&lt;br /&gt;Medical Science Report says : “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When the mother of this child was pregnant, she had 2 foetuses inside her. But one of the foetus grew inside the other, this why this girl was born with the other foetus inside her womb.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/images/2008/04/1_year_old_child_is_pregnant_1.jpg" alt="1 Year Old Child is Pregnant 1" /&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;img src="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/images/2008/04/1_year_old_child_is_pregnant_2.jpg" alt="1 Year Old Child is Pregnant 2" /&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;img src="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/images/2008/04/1_year_old_child_is_pregnant_6.jpg" alt="1 Year Old Child is Pregnant 6" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/images/2008/04/1_year_old_child_is_pregnant_4.jpg" alt="1 Year Old Child is Pregnant 4" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I finish the articles, the first thought in my head was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" How is the child going to give birth to the fetus that keep growing inside her body?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Should abortion allow in this case?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Getting a twins is actually not a happy ending after all.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just hope that the two little child will still live healthy in future and may there are doctors and professionals that able to help them to solve this problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2194199089682548439?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2194199089682548439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2194199089682548439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2194199089682548439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2194199089682548439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg.html' title='O.M.G'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-656303198271587972</id><published>2010-05-26T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:53:39.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the office~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;writing this post in the office as I got nothing to do.. My supervisor was on official trip and I am building spider web here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 3 weeks of KL life is basically just traffic jam, work, lunch, work, traffic jam, dinner, sleep.. so boring.. I starting to miss my uni life.. Once, someone told me to appreciate my uni life but I told him I might be prefer working life.. NO~~~ I prove myself wrong ady... The life is so dull and boring.. Arghhh.. but compare with OT and tonnes of assessments? I prefer to be free and easy... I dowan any OT!!!!! lolx..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life in my office is like a gossip world.. The female colleagues sitting in front of me love gossip.. Gossip about anything that they would think of.. Maybe somehow one day.. I will turn into their position.. GOSSIPER.. lolx.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my bed so much.. and i am so looking forward for this coming thursday as I AM GOING BACK HOME!!!! my lovely bed and my aircond!! but actually the room in Kl are not hot at all la.. is just that I want to merajuk for an air-cond. lolx.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boring~ yawn~ counting down 7 minutes and it will be my lunch time.. yipee..  sign off now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-656303198271587972?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/656303198271587972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=656303198271587972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/656303198271587972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/656303198271587972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-office.html' title='In the office~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-8109435412792820266</id><published>2010-03-02T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:58:02.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Friend? Nope...</title><content type='html'>每个女生心里都有一个不是男朋友的男朋友&lt;br /&gt;你们可能相爱过，你们也可能喜欢着彼此，&lt;br /&gt;但是，为了什么原因你们没能在一起？&lt;br /&gt;也许他为了朋友之间的义气，不能追你。&lt;br /&gt;也许为了顾及家人的意见 ，你们没有在一起。&lt;br /&gt;也许为了自己的前程，她没有要你等她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你们相遇太早，&lt;br /&gt;还不懂得珍惜对方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你们相遇太晚，&lt;br /&gt;你们身边已经有了另一个人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你回头太迟，&lt;br /&gt;对方已不再等待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你们彼此在捉摸对方的心，&lt;br /&gt;而迟迟无法跨出界线。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过即使你们没在一起，&lt;br /&gt;你们还是保持了朋友的关系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是你们心底清楚，&lt;br /&gt;对这个人，你比朋友还多了一份关心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使不能跟他名正言顺的牵着手逛街，&lt;br /&gt;你们还是可以做无所不谈的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她有喜欢的人，你口头上会帮他追，&lt;br /&gt;心里却不是很清楚你是不是真的希望她追到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她遇到困难时，&lt;br /&gt;你会尽你所能的帮她，&lt;br /&gt;不会计较谁又欠了谁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男女朋友吃醋了，&lt;br /&gt;你会安抚他们说你和她只是朋友，&lt;br /&gt;但你心中会有那么一丝的不确定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人这辈子，&lt;br /&gt;心中都有过这幺一个特别的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;很矛盾的行为。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一开始你不甘心只做朋友的，&lt;br /&gt;但久了，突然发现这样最好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你宁愿这样关心她，&lt;br /&gt;总好过你们在一起而有天会分手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你宁愿做她的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;彼此不会吃醋，才可以真的无所不谈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;特别是这样，&lt;br /&gt;你还是知道，&lt;br /&gt;她永远会关心你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做不成男女朋友，&lt;br /&gt;当她那个特别的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;有什么不好呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你心中的这个特别的朋友...? 是谁呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多的感情，&lt;br /&gt;都因为一厢情愿，&lt;br /&gt;最后连朋友都当不成了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;常常觉得惋惜，&lt;br /&gt;可惜一些本来很好的友情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后却因为对方的一句喜欢你，&lt;br /&gt;如果你没有反应，这一段友情似乎也难以维持下去，&lt;br /&gt;这也难怪有些人会因此不肯踏出这一步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为这就像是一场赌注，&lt;br /&gt;表白了之后不是成了男女朋友，&lt;br /&gt;要不就连朋友都当不成了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事不是你能预料的，或许对方不在意，&lt;br /&gt;你们还可以是朋友，但却已经不如从前的......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;关于爱情：&lt;br /&gt;不要认为后面还有更好的，因为现在拥有就是最好的。&lt;br /&gt;不要认为我还年轻，可以晚些结婚，爱情是不等年龄的。&lt;br /&gt;不要因为距离太远而放弃，爱情是可以和你一起坐火车的。&lt;br /&gt;不要因为对方不富裕而放弃，只要不是无能的人，勤劳可以让你们致富。&lt;br /&gt;不要因为父母反对而放弃，你会发现这个原因而放弃的爱情，将是你一生的悔恨。&lt;br /&gt;其实，对于爱情，越单纯越幸福！一生只谈一次恋爱是最好的。经历的太多了，会麻木，分离多了，会习惯，换恋人多了，会比较，到最后你会不再相信爱情，你会自暴自弃，你会毫无生气，你会行尸走肉，你会与一个你不爱的人结婚，就这样过一辈子···&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以牵好的手就不要轻易放开，说过的话就不要轻易收回，承诺过的人就不要轻易忘记···&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人，有些事，既然发生了。&lt;br /&gt;就注定是你一生的回忆···&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-8109435412792820266?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8109435412792820266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=8109435412792820266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8109435412792820266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8109435412792820266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2010/03/boy-friend-nope.html' title='Boy Friend? Nope...'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4132244061075123348</id><published>2009-11-21T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:52:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the day..</title><content type='html'>~The Rose~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Some say love it is a river&lt;br /&gt;that drowns the tender reed&lt;br /&gt;Some say love it is a razer&lt;br /&gt;that leaves your soul to blead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say love it is a hunger&lt;br /&gt;an endless aching need&lt;br /&gt;I say love it is a flower&lt;br /&gt;and you it's only seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the heart afraid of breaking&lt;br /&gt;that never learns to dance&lt;br /&gt;It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance&lt;br /&gt;It's the one who won't be taken&lt;br /&gt;who cannot seem to give&lt;br /&gt;and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night has been too lonely&lt;br /&gt;and the road has been too long&lt;br /&gt;and you think that love is only&lt;br /&gt;for the lucky and the strong&lt;br /&gt;Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows&lt;br /&gt;lies the seed&lt;br /&gt;that with the sun's love&lt;br /&gt;in the spring&lt;br /&gt;becomes the rose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-4132244061075123348?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4132244061075123348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4132244061075123348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4132244061075123348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4132244061075123348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the day..'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3318083527792701125</id><published>2009-11-07T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:51:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 22nd Burthday to Myself~~</title><content type='html'>Finally, I pass by Parallel exam and so do my 22nd Birthday.. So sad because I'm finally turning to 22 already.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I wan to thanks to my bb hubby for the surprise he gave me straight on the 12am of my birthday.. It was really get me a shock because I did not know that he will give me surprise. He told me that he went for bath then I was suddenly dc which mean my video call stopped.. I still blame him for bath so slow and scared that will missed the 12am wish. However, I feel so touching because when I video call back with him, it was dark in his room and I saw CANDLES!!! I wonder did he really go n buy a cake? Then only I realise he put those candles on a CHIPSMORE.. So funny but it is so sweet.. I never thought he will give me that surprise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candles on the Chipsmore and Birthday Song that he sang to me.. Oh my, how I wish I am there with him at the moment.. I miss him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I would like to thanks to my housemates.. Thanks to them for giving me such a surprise birthday.. I always laugh when I think back Cheok Hoong reaction when he saw me and he could not do anything at the moment.. ESP he is wearing a mask.. Is so funny and memorable birthday experience I had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also thanks to my Parents and brother. Thanks daddy and mummy, although u guys are not around with me in this Birthday again but I can always feel the existence of u guys in my heart.. I love you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I gotta thanks to all my friends out there who wished me for my birthday. Thanks guys and I love you guys so much.. MUACKSSSS....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3318083527792701125?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3318083527792701125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3318083527792701125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3318083527792701125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3318083527792701125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-22nd-burthday-to-myself.html' title='Happy 22nd Burthday to Myself~~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2964378508315942262</id><published>2009-10-28T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:54:54.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP presentation eve~</title><content type='html'>I am so nervous and worry now.. How? Tomorrow gonna be my VIVA and I still do not know what should I do!! I am worry i will get shoot like using a machine gun as i saw his fire power today is so strong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck my friend~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2964378508315942262?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2964378508315942262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2964378508315942262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2964378508315942262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2964378508315942262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/10/fyp-presentation-eve.html' title='FYP presentation eve~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-7481850242711514729</id><published>2009-09-02T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:27:32.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow~</title><content type='html'>Is been long time I din update my blog due to the heavy load of assignments, midterm, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fyp&lt;/span&gt; and educational purpose's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week when I was hanging out with friends to buy my dinner and I saw this ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sp4qGBQjybI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1Mnat6ITaE8/s1600-h/27082009228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sp4qGBQjybI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1Mnat6ITaE8/s400/27082009228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376781288032422322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;, it was a rainbow. It was so beautiful and especially it was a completes one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, u might saying that it is normal or is ordinary to see a rainbow in sky especially after rain. But this is the complete rainbow which i never got the chance to see before. we even pass by under it which make us feel so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow is form by the sevenfold of colours which most of the people know about it; red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. Don't you feel that it is so beautiful with those colours mixing up together? It was just like describing people's feeling; sad, happy, anger and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had found my own rainbow. The rainbow which might not be complete, which might not as beautiful, which might not as colourful. But for me It is the Only Rainbow I wanna Own it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-7481850242711514729?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7481850242711514729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=7481850242711514729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7481850242711514729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7481850242711514729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sp4qGBQjybI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1Mnat6ITaE8/s72-c/27082009228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-6540070769163259324</id><published>2009-08-01T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:00:21.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to my "dear lovely" housemate~</title><content type='html'>I respect those people who dare to voice out and not just backstabbing people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you wanna backstab someone, please make the situation clear and ask FIRST then only do the blamming. Without any prove, please do not simple accuse or blame people. Use ur brain to think carefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U blame me for utube and make ur connection bad, then do you know that actually we suffered for bad connection for almost one sem because of your downloading and PPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, if you do not know the real situation? I will make it clear here, I DID NOT STREAM n WATCH THE UTUBE AT THE SAME TIME.. I STREAM WHEN YOU GUYS SLEEPING AND NOT AROUND!! So do you really see I stream and watch at the same time? If not, stop accusing people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the room is hot however can u see there is limited space in the room? How u suppose to put another fan in that room? Not only you are the one that suffer from the heat.. I think everyone did, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, for the bad connection.. U complain u cant do your fyp.. We do have our fyp also and yet the connection is bad, but do we complain for anything? Please think carefully... U suffer for bad connection only for few days but we have been suffer it for almost one semester.. Do we complain about anything??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-6540070769163259324?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6540070769163259324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=6540070769163259324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6540070769163259324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6540070769163259324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/08/dedicated-to-my-dear-lovely-housemate.html' title='Dedicated to my &quot;dear lovely&quot; housemate~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-7892631527509402283</id><published>2009-07-10T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:26:28.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>Recently i can feel the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stressfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in him. I see him stressing himself everyday. I know this job is too hard for him and is over pushing him already. However I could not help him anything because I am so far away from him. That day i cried in front of him because i am too stress of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fyp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but at the moment i did not know that he is stressing about his work even more and yet he is trying to console me.. I feel so ashamed of myself while he is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;understandable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and hiding all his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stressfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from me. I am sorry. Today, I finally know that he really very stress and tension for his job after he told me. I was so sad when i know that he trying so hard to get rid of his stress which haunted him so much recently. When he said when I am still in ti, i manage to help him to release some stress, i am starting to have tears. Because I know now i am in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he will be feeling lonely with all the stress with him now which make me so heart pain to see him so suffer. I wish i am there to cheer him up but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if u reading this blog, i would like to tell you. Go ahead with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u want to do, do not force yourself to do something which you do not like it. I will supporting you all the way and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i want you to do now is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIT THE JOB if it is stressing you so much. Although it's pay high but i buy away your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; which i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dowan&lt;/span&gt; it to be happen. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt;, go ahead to quit the job!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-7892631527509402283?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7892631527509402283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=7892631527509402283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7892631527509402283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7892631527509402283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-414140091537061325</id><published>2009-07-07T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:14:15.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying hard...</title><content type='html'>I was trying hard not to miss him that much but it failed. Because every single second i am still missing him. I am not used to this life anymore.. Once, i get used with it when i am in sabah. However this time, i dunno why i just dun feel like going back there and i want to be here, be with his side. I am missing him all the time.. 2ml i am going to fly back to sabah, a place which i hate to be there so much. I am so stupid, i actually waited him for the whole day. Waited for some miracle to be happen. Waited he was just lying to me that he is working 2day and give me a surprise that he appear suddenly in front of my door. However, whatever i waited for is just a dream. Heart was painful coz i din wanted to leave him without seeing him the day before. But i understand that he actually did his best ady. He ady took 2 days leave just to accompany me. I understand in my mind but not in my heart because it always feeling so pain deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be missing you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-414140091537061325?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/414140091537061325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=414140091537061325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/414140091537061325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/414140091537061325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-hard.html' title='Trying hard...'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-6806673758654531536</id><published>2009-06-24T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:24:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring days</title><content type='html'>I wasted my time and yet i do not feel like start doing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fyp&lt;/span&gt;. Why? I keep forcing myself but i cant fight the laziness in me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.. Just got his message saying that he not coming back today because the next day he has to reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; by 10am. Although telling him I am okay with it but actually there is disappointment for me. Since the day he start his working life, he have lesser time to spend with me. However I know is not under his control and i do not blame him but just felt a little bit lonely since after that. Actually I wish for better anniversary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why i brought the dress there but I did not get anyone in the end. SAD? Nope, i know he did not mean it and i believe as long as we can be together, everyday is just a valentine and anniversary for me. I do not need anything else but just his accompanied. That is why i rather he spend the whole day on the anniversary day with me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.. Still feeling boring now... What to do? I already get used with him in my life, once he work he won't have time to even message with me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; why I am so free to blogging at here. Boring days for me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-6806673758654531536?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6806673758654531536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=6806673758654531536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6806673758654531536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6806673758654531536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring-days.html' title='boring days'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3139179288355985242</id><published>2009-06-23T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:46:06.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day after anniversary~</title><content type='html'>Yday was our 2nd anniversay. Although is just a simple supper we have but i feel so happy yday. Thanks to you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3139179288355985242?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3139179288355985242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3139179288355985242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3139179288355985242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3139179288355985242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-after-anniversary.html' title='the day after anniversary~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-7556451336251345545</id><published>2009-06-22T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:03:08.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary ^_^</title><content type='html'>Anniversary is a celebration that we have on the same day of the year annually no matter what event it is. 22th June is a memorable day for me because it is our anniversary day. Today is our second anniversary and it seems like time passes really fast. I didn't know that i already knew him for years and also unexpectedly we both got together in the 22th June 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sj5mRYTBgUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1vNIiB89wus/s1600-h/DSC02268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349825856128778562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sj5mRYTBgUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1vNIiB89wus/s400/DSC02268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sj5lcOyrPcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VHqDgvNZ32U/s1600-h/DSC02268.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks GOD for getting me a chance to know this guy which loves and pampers me so much. How fortunate I am to have this guy, someone I love so much, who's love is so true. He is a such a wonderful gift i ever have in my life. People says, it takes two special people to make a loving pairs. However i think i am just an ordinary person who lucky to met you the special one that complete my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our arguments sometimes and some of them brought me to tears but more important are the good times we've shared. The things you've done to show me you care about me. Yes, we have some conflicts but our love endures through them all. Most of them I can't even recall but all the loving memories are buried deep in my heart. Memories from which I will never part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brighten up my life with memories and dreams. You are someone I can count on when i need a helping hand. You've shown me in so many ways that your love is mine until the end of my days. I wish we can keep getting better each years and as what you said, lets cherish our love and make it ever lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when people read this will feel like i am over romantic but actually i was just want to telling the truth. Sorry!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bleksssss&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/3079147328709640690-7556451336251345545?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7556451336251345545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=7556451336251345545' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7556451336251345545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7556451336251345545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary ^_^'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/Sj5mRYTBgUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1vNIiB89wus/s72-c/DSC02268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4511400732302104642</id><published>2009-06-21T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:12:00.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my true words...</title><content type='html'>I feel so touched after I read my fren’s blog. I found the true pure mother’s love in there. She protect her both son so with loves. She is a role model for all the mums in this world. She scarifies herself so much for her both sons. When I read his post, it reminds me my own mum. I don’t know why in this world, I will have her as my mum. I know is rude or disrespect for me to say bad about my own mum but recently I really can’t stand her attitude anymore. When I was kids, everything of mine is control by her. Almost every day I feel so scared of her, scare of being beaten up by her. Whenever I got back my result paper which has bad result, I will end up by beaten seriously. I still remember once, I got beaten up by you just because I tear my book’s paper sheet. Is just one or two sheet and u without listen to my reason, u beat me up so hard till I dun even can sit and lay with back. Why on this earth got a mum will beat her own daughter till so serious just because of tearing a paper sheet from book? That time, I wonder why u are acting like that. I was so sad and crying, my dad, you came. You consult me, you have a look at me but you never side me and say she was wrong to do this on me. You are just trying to explain to me that she was hurt too when she beat me so hard. That time I was just in primary school, I know nothing, I just taught to be must respect my parents all the time so I just follow whatever u both teach me. As time goes, as when I grow up, I started to think on my own, I learned that sometimes I am not the one that making faults all the times. So why should I admit the entire mistake which some is not my faults? Is it about the children should respect parent’s relationship again? Then is it means in this kind of relationship, parents always the winner, always the right one no matter what? I really totally disagree with this anymore because I was the victim, always the stupid one which accepts all the blame when I was small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forgot how you treat me when I was young, besides caning u even lock me outside the house, feed me with chilli whenever I did something wrong. Why? Why can’t you just taught me nicely or even explain to me nicely at that time? Why you always need to use the harsh ways to teach me? You know you already built the fear of me towards you since I was small? I always scare I make any mistake when I was young. Even till secondary school, I still afraid of you so much. You always stop me from hanging out with friends. All my friends knew you are very strict to me. Remember once, without your admission I went to my senior house to have prefect board discussion. Ended up you scolded me like hell and you even force me to cut off my hair just because of that. Mum, that time I already in form3 and yet you acting like that to me. I ain't going anywhere playing around, I was just went to have prefect discussion with friends. Why are u treating me like that, I also asking myself many times. Do you know the stressfulness I get from you since young? You said you are not forcing us to get good result but actually u did. Whenever me n bro got bad result, your face turn black and you will show your emotion to us. So it is so stressful whenever is exam period. Still remember the form4 incident? I tell you, is you the one that making me to do that. You are the one that making me to choose to use that way. But I truly regret for what I did during that time. My bro, my only sibling which got some sickness during his form4 and form5 period is also because of you, my mum. Don’t you notice how stressful we are in order just to fulfil your high expectation on us? We are so stress. My bro got bad result for his SPM, yet u blame him for din study hard again but please don’t forget you are the one that making him like that during the 2years. He suffers lots and I can see it. However you will always argue with him and did not listen to what he really need.  You always say we both blame you so much and not dad but do you think of it why we will do that? Because dad will always use the right way to teach us although I really disagree with him sometimes which always ask us to “jao” you all the time. This is because sometimes mum, you really did something wrong then why should we always the one that take the blame and let you win? You are getting serious with this attitude already, can’t you feel it? That day, you were arguing with me with my tune of talking with you and I admit I was wrong but what’s wrong with brother? He did nothing wrong and just trying to make you smile back again but you scolded him without any reasons again. That is the first time I feel that my brother is growing up already, I was so amaze with what he did to you. He straight shouts at you but with reasonable excuses until I believe you feel you are wrong at the moment also. However, you said “Let your mum win can or not?” From this, I can see how strong desire you are to win among us. You will never admit your mistake and even when u are the one that wrong you will still insist to win. I was so happy when my said, “You so love to win, I let you will all the time la~~~” Waa, bravo for him and I told him I will support him if dad scold him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had follow what you want me to do till even my future career I also follow your choice. Sometimes I wonder why I am always so good baby girl for you. After form6, I applied for UTAR to study the PR course which I am interested on it. However when the local university confirmation out, you force me to study at local university. I explain so hard to you that I don’t want to go is because is too far away and I want to stay in west Malaysia and not SABAH!!! BUT I FAILED as I always did that when I argue something with you. I had to follow what you arrange for me, had to fly over there to start a totally new life for me. Is okay because I believe everything I did will bring something good in return for me. U promise that you will never interrupt my love’s life once I enter university and I am so stupid and believe on what you said. I met him and be with him for months then when is the right time, I told you that we both been 2gthr for months already. However what I got it from you is just REJECT and REJECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You never want to hear my reason of choosing him. I told you he had the entire characteristic that you want in my future boy friend yet you gave me a silly excuse as YOU do not have FAITH with HIM!!!!! What the heck is this? How come my boy friend needs to have FAITH with you? HE will be my future spouse and not YOU!!! Why is u saying all those reason which is not reasonable at all? I remember I told you do not force me till my exam end but u insists to always call me till the stage to want me to just give up on him. WHY? Why you have to be like that? IS so silly you know? You even not agree us to be normal friends as you said you scare I will never give up HIM. Is just be a normal friend you also reject then do you know how was my feeling at the moment? I feel so useless of even my own future life decision; I also cannot make it my own. How stupid is it? We argue over this issue many times and ended up I really give up because I dun like you to mess up the family with all the annoying arguing noise around me. It is so stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I suddenly argue the same issue again. I asked you whether is it in future whenever I meet a boy which ask me to be his girl friend, does I need your approval? So silly that you said a YES to me. And before that you said I can even be with anyone I want as long as is not HE. But now u tells me that I have to have your agreement on every single guy that I want to be with? So stupid man. Mum, I want to ask you; is me the one that want to get marry in future or you? Why you have to choose the guy that marries me? Is not the 70’s or 80’s already. I have my own choice but u told me, those girls who are obedient always bring their partner to get her parents approval before they can start date each other. Do you want me to really be like that? It sounds like I am just a pet or a doll which control by you, do you know that? I know you worry I will choose the wrong guy, but mum, I need to learn from mistake too. Why can’t you let me overcome it myself and let me choose myself? I am so tired of arguing the same issue with you all the time, so I choose to bluff you which I do not want to do it at all. I feel like sometimes you are so pitiful when your beloved son makes you angry much. So I consults you all the times but you do not know how suffer how stress I am in my life. I have to pretending all the time in front of you. I was so hope that you can just accept HIM so that you can avoid from worry or stress of me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chat with you about my brother. I saw some stupid action of you which makes me feel so blank with you. I wonder why are you doing all sorts of things which actually will only be a bad impression to your children? You always wanted to be in the higher rank, always wanted to be in above moderate family. I tell you, I really rather I am in a moderate family with bunch of happy family members. I remember that mostly is when you hurting my pride. That day, you saw we both 2ghtr and you starting to argue with me. But mum, sometimes please mind your language. You even say some bad and harsh words which make me feel so disappointed with you. You even can do not want to recognize me just because of this silly things. However, since the argument between you n bro that day, I knew you will never give up and agree ME n HIM. Because it does not matter about FAITH actually, is about the pride you care about, about the strong desire that you want to win. So how? I do not know at this moment. I just hope that; please do not make me make the choice that I do not want to make in next year. I do not want to leave you but if times come, you forcing me too much, I scare I will... However, mum; please know that, I do respect and love you but you are the one that making all this getting faded.&lt;br /&gt;As for dad, happy father’s day to you. However, I still feel that you are too bias over mum already till she thought that everything in the house must get her approval or she must be the winner, or we all must listen to her. Dad, I know respect to mum is a must but sometimes logical is also a must. IF mum is acting over on something and you are still on her side, she will never know when she is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that, everything will be fine before I make any decision during next year which I do not want to make at all. Please and please change it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-4511400732302104642?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4511400732302104642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4511400732302104642' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4511400732302104642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4511400732302104642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-true-words.html' title='my true words...'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4467346700989697765</id><published>2009-05-06T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:24:58.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally is over~</title><content type='html'>Finally the exam was over yesterday, went for movie and pool rite after the exam to relax and hv fun~&lt;br /&gt;However the next day, OMG I'm so boring. I got nothing to do but just sitting at home online, watching prison break and bla'ng at here.. I wish i have a place to go, a place to have fun, a place but not just sitting here emo'ng!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-4467346700989697765?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4467346700989697765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4467346700989697765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4467346700989697765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4467346700989697765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-is-over.html' title='Finally is over~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-789909181023428148</id><published>2009-04-19T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:45:02.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aww... some short touching story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There Was A Blind Boy Who Used To Hate Everyone Except His Girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;He Always Used To Say That I’ll Marry You If I Could See!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Suddenly One Day Someone Donated Him Eyes And Then When He Saw His Girlfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;He Was Astonished To See That His Girlfriend Was Also Blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;His Girlfriend Asked “WILL YOU MARRY ME NOW?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;He Simply Refused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;His Girlfriend Went Away Saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;……“JUST TAKE CARE OF MY EYES”…....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;One Nite A Girl And Boy Were Going In The Car&lt;br /&gt;There Was Complete Silence&lt;br /&gt;Both Of Them Stayed Quiet For Long&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Then Gave Him A Chit.Boy B4 Reading It Told The Girl&lt;br /&gt;(Wid Embarassing Expressions)&lt;br /&gt;Dat He Wants 2 Leave Her As He Is Losing His Interest In Her&lt;br /&gt;Then Suddenly An Over Speeded Car Collided&lt;br /&gt;With Their Car&lt;br /&gt;Girl Died N The Boy Survived&lt;br /&gt;When The Boy Opened The Chit&lt;br /&gt;He Droppd A Tear Coz&lt;br /&gt;It Was Written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;IF U WILL LEAVE ME I Wll DIE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-789909181023428148?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/789909181023428148/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5605913821950940807</id><published>2009-04-19T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:32:54.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touching love story!!</title><content type='html'>10th Grade:-      &lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her.She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade:-&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, So I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home. She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek..I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year:-&lt;br /&gt;One fine day she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, "hes not gonna go" well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as 'best friends'. So we did. That night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation:-&lt;br /&gt;A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- 'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage:-&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came !'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death:-&lt;br /&gt;Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:'I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him,        I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me !       &lt;br /&gt;.........'I wish I did too...'&lt;br /&gt;I thought to my self, and I cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-5605913821950940807?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5605913821950940807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=5605913821950940807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5605913821950940807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5605913821950940807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/04/touching-love-story.html' title='A Touching love story!!'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-6586251472287358147</id><published>2009-04-04T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:27:19.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Warning on Bangkok - 16 March 2009‏</title><content type='html'>A news to share wit u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dept secretary informed on this. Her cousin was detained in Bangkok for stealing a box of cigarettes in a duty-free shop in Bangkok International Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had paid for chocolates and a carton of cigarettes.. The cashier put a packet of smokes into his bag and he thought it was a free pack. He was arrested for shop-lifting and the Thai Police extortion price was RM30,000 for his release. He spent two nights in jail and paid RM50 for an air-cond cell, 200-300 baht for each visitor, and RM11,000 for his final release.. The Police shared the money in front of his eyes. On top of that, he was charged in court and fined RM2,000 by the magistrate and handcuffed and escorted to his plane. His passport was stamped "Thief". While there, his relatives requested help from the Malaysian Embassy and was told that they are helpless, as M'sians are victimised similarly daily and letters and phone-calls to the Thai Authorities are ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shared a cell with a Singaporean the 1st night who paid RM60,000 for his release. The  2nd night was an Indian national who paid USD70,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you this is not in a shag downtown Bangkok but in a duty free shop in Bangkok's Int'l Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE WARNED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-6586251472287358147?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6586251472287358147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=6586251472287358147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6586251472287358147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6586251472287358147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/04/travel-warning-on-bangkok-16-march-2009.html' title='Travel Warning on Bangkok - 16 March 2009‏'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4275801478405764959</id><published>2009-04-03T15:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:44:19.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret recipe day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Typing this post in secret recipe and fed up with the project which i cant solve it after few hours struggle... &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Listening to the song by avril lavigne and goo goo dolls in my TTPlayer... Nice song compare to the song played in the secret recipe.. stupid sentimental songs which cant motivate me at all.. Feel fed up with the project.. Below is the project topic which make me headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Each group must develop a three-tier client server project. The project should be done in Enterprise Java Bean (EJB). If you can’t get EJB to work, I will accept CORBA or dotNet for less credit. For the best grade, combine two of those technologies or all three. The project must use and illustrate the technology. What does illustrate mean here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do illustrate here mean? I mean why u wanna suffer us so much la.. Haiz.. Because of u, 7 of us headache n pening at here. Even the secret recipe worker will recognize us coz we came here last week oso and doing the same STUPID PROJECT oso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh..... I need helpppppppp~~~~~~~~~&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/3079147328709640690-4275801478405764959?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4275801478405764959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4275801478405764959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4275801478405764959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4275801478405764959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/04/secret-recipe-day.html' title='secret recipe day~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4890003877478294299</id><published>2009-04-02T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:08:20.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>蔡依林 - 妥協</title><content type='html'>你總愛編織謊言&lt;br /&gt;我負責配合表演&lt;br /&gt;所有改變 只為了進入你的世界&lt;br /&gt;這情節 重復了一百遍才發現 是你的心太野&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你劃定楚河漢界&lt;br /&gt;我不能輕易犯規&lt;br /&gt;所有時間 都是先給了你優先權&lt;br /&gt;不自覺 愛到不敢冒險&lt;br /&gt;成了你的傀儡一年兩年才看見我有多狼狽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛到妥協 到頭來還是無解綁著你 不讓你飛&lt;br /&gt;歷史不斷重演 我好累&lt;br /&gt;愛到妥協 也無法將故事再重寫&lt;br /&gt;你已下最后通牒 我躲在我的世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你劃定楚河漢界&lt;br /&gt;我不能輕易犯規&lt;br /&gt;所有時間 都是先給了你優先權&lt;br /&gt;不自覺 愛到不敢冒險&lt;br /&gt;成了你的傀儡一年兩年才看見我有多狼狽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛到妥協 到頭來還是無解綁著你 不讓你飛&lt;br /&gt;歷史不斷重演 我好累&lt;br /&gt;愛到妥協 也無法將故事再重寫&lt;br /&gt;你已下最后通牒 我躲在我的世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你只是害怕一個人睡&lt;br /&gt;我不想在為你掉淚&lt;br /&gt;我了解 不會變 不再徘徊&lt;br /&gt;開始自己的明天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛到妥協 到頭來還是無解綁著你 不讓你飛&lt;br /&gt;歷史不斷重演 我好累&lt;br /&gt;愛到妥協 也無法將故事再重寫&lt;br /&gt;你已下最后通牒 我躲在我的世界&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-4890003877478294299?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4890003877478294299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4890003877478294299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4890003877478294299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4890003877478294299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='蔡依林 - 妥協'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-9106933193483594946</id><published>2009-04-01T18:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:38:58.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy April Fool to everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i tried to avoid being fool from frens n everyone. However i got a news which i really hope tat was a april fool joke. He told me he might be got the job but then is not located at our hometown. Is AT KAMPAR!!! Everything is confirm rite after his medical check up. Although is near, although is better than KL but i still nit to be far apart from him. Before that, everytime during my uni holiday he will back from kl jz to spend time for me. I appreciate it very much but its gonna change right after this sem break. He is going to kampar which oso means although i am having my sem break, i will just meet him once a week. Once a week in a 1month holiday = meet him 4times only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Feeling so sad when thinking of that. But wat to do? i cant stop him for working... I know i have to go thru all this sooner or later. I know now is the time ady... So i have to let him go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bei, wish u all the best during ur work..&lt;br /&gt;Bei, wish u stay healthy there...&lt;br /&gt;Bei, wish u stay happy there...&lt;br /&gt;Bei, wish u still will miss me more there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing....... all this is just a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-9106933193483594946?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9106933193483594946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=9106933193483594946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/9106933193483594946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/9106933193483594946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fool.html' title='April Fool~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3697995317541517011</id><published>2009-04-01T15:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:41:35.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.I.F.E~~~~~</title><content type='html'>There were four guys and a woman are  stuck in an  elevator.&lt;br /&gt;While they are stuck, they  strike up a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy says, 'I'm a  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Y.U.P.P.I.E.&lt;/span&gt;, you know...''Young, Urban,  Professional, Peaceful, Intelligent, Ecologist.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The second guy says, 'I'm a &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;D.I.N.K.Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you know... Double Income, No Kids  Yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The third guy says, 'I'm a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;R.U.B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you know... ''Rich, Urban,  Biker.  '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth guy says, I am a  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;D.I.L.D.O&lt;/span&gt;, you know... 'Double Income, Little Dog  Owner.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They turn to the woman and ask her.  ''What are you?''    She replies: 'I'm a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;W.I.F.E&lt;/span&gt;,  you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;W.I.F.E&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ashing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;roning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;F&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tc.&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/3079147328709640690-3697995317541517011?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3697995317541517011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3697995317541517011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3697995317541517011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3697995317541517011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/04/wife.html' title='W.I.F.E~~~~~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2133166352866743404</id><published>2009-03-25T16:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:45:19.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day</title><content type='html'>Wonder wat is the first day for? 2day is the first day my bei go to kl for few days and 2day is his interview day, his big day. Yday we had a conflict which i dowan it to happen, because i knw it will affect his mood. But den we still settle it happily in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly , he woke up in the early morning today which is alwys impossible for him. I knw he very concern about this interview bcoz he wanted to get this job very much. I just can wish him luck and all the best during his interview from far away. **Praying and supporting him during his interview** Actually i wish to be with him at tat time bcoz i wan to be the last one that he see b4 go into the interview room and the 1st one to look at his impression and knw hw was his progress after that. But sadly to tell that i am at sabah and i couldn't do it. Thou he did call me right after his interview but it wasn't enough for me who alwys ask for more. I feel very depressed when i alwys thk tat right after his interview, the one that accompany him is his fren but not me. Is it that suffer for a long distance relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that now he should be having fun with his frens, i miss him alot. I wish i am there now to share his feeling after the interview. How can i dun mind that there is just him and his friend spending few days at kl with just both of them? How can i just ignore it while i am a scorpio that with high jealousy. Ishhh... please thk on my side la stupid.. Nvm, if i angry now oso cant change anything because i knw he is a playful type.. Just let him enjoy enough for this few days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2133166352866743404?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2133166352866743404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2133166352866743404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2133166352866743404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2133166352866743404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-day.html' title='The first day'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2227896462946768641</id><published>2009-03-23T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:19:06.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth~</title><content type='html'>001. Real Name:&lt;br /&gt;Ong Jui Yuin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s):&lt;br /&gt;Serena, Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Age:&lt;br /&gt;21years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope :&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o005. Male or Female:&lt;br /&gt;Definately female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary:&lt;br /&gt;San Min Tadika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School:&lt;br /&gt;SMJK San Min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. High School:&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Sam Min // SM Horley Methodist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. College School:&lt;br /&gt;University Malaysia Sabah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour:&lt;br /&gt;Black with red brown ( a failed experiment did by him~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or Short:&lt;br /&gt;Long and  i thk i wouldn't go n cut it short ever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet:&lt;br /&gt;Depends to the situation, sometimes when i am emo i will be super quite. for sure that the time for me to stay quite is simply more than loud except when i be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans :&lt;br /&gt;Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera:&lt;br /&gt;Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak:&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke:&lt;br /&gt;Less drink and never smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone:&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink:&lt;br /&gt;Eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;Have one on both my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos:&lt;br /&gt;Awys wish to but afraid of the painfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti- Social:&lt;br /&gt;Depends~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing:&lt;br /&gt;When i was 5years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship :&lt;br /&gt;17?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend:&lt;br /&gt;My Barbie Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award:&lt;br /&gt;Probably when i am in primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss :&lt;br /&gt;With someone i currently deeply crazy with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet:&lt;br /&gt;"Feng Shui Fish" which i heard from my dad and i dun really know their real name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation:&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.. But wish to have more vacation in this coming years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight :&lt;br /&gt;I always believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;While i was 1 years old.. Thz to my beloved parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery:&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined:&lt;br /&gt;Badminton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice:&lt;br /&gt;Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap:&lt;br /&gt;Rap thou sometimes i hardly to catch up wat they say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo:&lt;br /&gt;eto... kekodesu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys:&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera:&lt;br /&gt;Christina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day:&lt;br /&gt;Night, to sleep and no worries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon:&lt;br /&gt;Sun when it comes to sun rise n sun set, Moon when it is super duper romantic with stars surrounding~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet:&lt;br /&gt;Internet.. The tv in my sabah house here is jz manage to watch NTV7( u feel good channel~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox:&lt;br /&gt;PSP, PS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug:&lt;br /&gt;Kiss with hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle:&lt;br /&gt;Turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee:&lt;br /&gt;spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring:&lt;br /&gt;spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes:&lt;br /&gt;Never use it, i have my own supplier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball:&lt;br /&gt;soccer..coz of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating:&lt;br /&gt;No.. Waiting for frens to buy back for me~~ (I miss laksa!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking:&lt;br /&gt;Nope, but wish to drink his ribena longan now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level :&lt;br /&gt;10% wat to exciting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. I’m about to:&lt;br /&gt;msg him rite after i finish tis tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;My typing sounds coz the house is way to quite, every1 out for class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for:&lt;br /&gt;my breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level:&lt;br /&gt;Critically low coz jz wk up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone:&lt;br /&gt;Some1 who are still in his sweet dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?:&lt;br /&gt;yea... but not so soon please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. When?:&lt;br /&gt;After 5 to 6 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want:&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind:&lt;br /&gt;The name let their father to decide, or else those name that i come out will be the lame one.. He knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little:&lt;br /&gt;I was jz a small gal had lots of love from everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind:&lt;br /&gt;System analyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild:&lt;br /&gt;wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try:&lt;br /&gt;Alots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die:&lt;br /&gt;after i settle down all my things and had enjoy enough of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like (in the future)&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes :&lt;br /&gt;lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?:&lt;br /&gt;He has the both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?:&lt;br /&gt;taller enough for me to put my head on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?:&lt;br /&gt;Caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?:&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?:&lt;br /&gt;Nice stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?:&lt;br /&gt;Erm... dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?:&lt;br /&gt;relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?:&lt;br /&gt;Hesitant. hate trouble maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or normal:&lt;br /&gt;normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger:&lt;br /&gt;Nope... Never dare to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone:&lt;br /&gt;Nope and dont want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts:&lt;br /&gt;Never lost my glasses..just broke it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;Currently is a yes but would not do that coz it will hurt them alots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence:&lt;br /&gt;Nope, but it reminds me him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody:&lt;br /&gt;In dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken some one’s heart:&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I am sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken:&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I had forgive you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested:&lt;br /&gt;Arrested by police which is my dad? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died:&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. My grandma when i am still a little kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend:&lt;br /&gt;Yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, hope money can drop from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight:&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, alwys do~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven:&lt;br /&gt;Yeap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus:&lt;br /&gt;eiiiii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy:&lt;br /&gt;Nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date :&lt;br /&gt;nope... but it would be sweet n romantic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when i nit helps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yea...I hope i'm in my hometown now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you’re in life now?&lt;br /&gt;Nop..I need a confirmation from her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to YOU, who actually read from 1 - 100. you're my biggest fan. I love You. mwah.(but i wont tagging anyone because it is tiring when i doin tis and i dowan any1 to feel it too....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2227896462946768641?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2227896462946768641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2227896462946768641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2227896462946768641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2227896462946768641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth.html' title='Truth~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3103561460797443750</id><published>2009-03-20T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:42:02.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The personality test???</title><content type='html'>Basically i got this from my ji mui, Ang Ang Ang.... Found it interesting, so i took the test also.. Here is the link &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;, and below is my result~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(I am straightforward? ahemmm..... I wish i could then i wont be getting scold by my bf all the time for being to kindhearted to "some1".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Erm... Quite true... :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(yea yea... totally agree!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(ishh... i am seductively? Am i? I am not sure about it too!! nyek nyek nyek....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Yea i knw education is important, but i wont thk that i am the kind of person that will stdy HARD??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Ei..... Dunno yet...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(But i have been stopped once..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(yea... I thk so, sometimes i just feel that i am too rely on him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Erm... basically all correct but for mature? do i really mature enough? ei.. dun think so..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3103561460797443750?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3103561460797443750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3103561460797443750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3103561460797443750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3103561460797443750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/03/personality-test.html' title='The personality test???'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-8448414880319435342</id><published>2009-03-18T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:20:49.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.15am</title><content type='html'>Its ady 12.15 morning, what am i doing now till haven get on bed yet? Is all thanks to my beloved lecturers which assign me tonnes of homeworks.. Pening when thinking about it.. Each subject have its own midterm, quiz, test, assignment and yet project. When only i manage to finish all the stuff? Dunno, just do as many as i can. Feel bored of writing my business analysis so have to express my feeling at here for awhile. I am a computer science student but i taking stupid technoprenuership in this semester. Ish, does it really helps on my career? I hope it does have or else i bom the uni. Aha~ i knw.. Impossible.. Just let me express my feeling k? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to bla.. Is time to get back work and GASTRIC now!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-8448414880319435342?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8448414880319435342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=8448414880319435342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8448414880319435342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8448414880319435342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/03/1215am.html' title='12.15am'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-8345639354774729206</id><published>2009-03-01T18:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:32:18.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of march 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2day is one week after he went back. He leave me on the 24th feb, 3.45pm flight. I miss him every single day since he leave. There is lots of sweet memories in this house, we played, smiled, and even cried. I miss him~ Still remember he reach here on the 11th. He told me he come on the 12th but he reach here one day earlier. It was surprised me cox i never thought tat he come 1day earlier. This surprise is not the ordinary one, it filled with happiness, excited n yet deadness which also means i gonna fail for the midterm's paper on the next day. However, i din blame on him cox i knw he didn't mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In this 2weeks, coz of the wrong timing (my midterm weeks) we jz manage to visit few places onli. However 1borneo is always our 1st choice to go because is nearest to my house. It came out this :: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no where else but 1b!!!&lt;/span&gt; Talking about 1B, we both had an unforgettable valentine day at there. We went to elusion lounge for our valentine dinner, I was having a great time there. After the dinner, we both plan for movie but somehow we cant find a suitable one coz it was crowded and some movie was full ady. We gv up and jz standing there planning for the next activity. While i am whining and emo'ng, he asked me to look at the guy stand next 2me. He said he look suspicious but I din notice anything wrong with him. In order to confirm, he bring me go around jz to make sure whether he following us onot. We went down and look back to make sure, yet we found out he did follow us. I was scared at tat moment n asking my bf not to go down anymore and go back to the cinema to see whether he is following again onot. Tis time he is not following ady but my bf told me another red colour shirt guy who look suspicious oso. We purposely stand beside the escalator and stare at him just to warn him, he looked scared and this proved that something really going wrong there. I really feel so worried so i suggested to my bf that we jz simply watch a movie coz after the movie mayb those guys ady leave. B4 enter the cinema, we saw the 1st guy tat following us nearby. This time we very sure that we have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;followed!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;time for sleeping ady~ zZzzZZZ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;more to go.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-8345639354774729206?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8345639354774729206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=8345639354774729206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8345639354774729206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8345639354774729206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-day-of-march-2009.html' title='1st day of march 2009'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-8172520021427953071</id><published>2009-02-28T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:03:14.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay, i admit i am lazy but not the main reason i din update my blog.. The main n real reason is i bz with studies, so sorry yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who do really understand what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; means? Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;oyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;bservant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;aliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;njoyment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;bligation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-8172520021427953071?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8172520021427953071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=8172520021427953071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8172520021427953071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8172520021427953071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-1819580398807894879</id><published>2009-02-02T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:51:21.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>British English VS Malaysian English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Surprisingly, this is an article that i get from my little 8 years old young cousin. Yet, he insists want me to read it on the spot. Is quite an interesting article to share with u guys. Enjoy reading it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who says our English is teruk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just read below - Ours is simple, short, concise, straight-to-the-point, effective etc. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Britons: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: No stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RETURNING A CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone call for me a few moments ago?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Hello, who call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, I would like to get by. Would you please make way?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: S-kew me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN SOMEONE OFFERS TO PAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Hey! Put your wallet away, this drink is on me.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: No need lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: (pointing at the door) Can ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN ENTERTAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Please make yourself right at home.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: No need shy shy one lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: I don't recall you giving me the money.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Where got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: I would prefer not to do that, if you don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Don't want lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN DISAGREEING ON A TOPIC OF DISCUSSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Err...Tom, I have to stop you there. I understand where you're coming from, but I really have to disagree with what you said about the issue.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: You mad ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR VOICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but could you please lower your voice? I'm trying to concentrate over here.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Shut up lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN ASKING SOMEONE IF HE/SHE KNOWS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at me for sometime. Do I know you?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: See what, see what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Die lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Will someone tell me what has just happened?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: What happened ah? Why like that one lah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN SOMEONE DID SOMETHING WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: This isn't the way to do it. Here, let me show you.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Like that also don't know how to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN ONE IS ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Celaka you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHA~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-1819580398807894879?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1819580398807894879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=1819580398807894879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1819580398807894879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1819580398807894879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/02/british-english-vs-malaysian-english.html' title='British English VS Malaysian English'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4996831070707739018</id><published>2009-01-20T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:58:13.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2days more ~~</title><content type='html'>2 days more and is time to back to my sweet hometown, TI~ somehow i dun feel lk going back is coz of those incident tat happened pass few weeks. 2days more, wat should i do at ti? shopping? but alone so dowan.. frens gathering? i dun think they back yet. Bf? He at kl haven back yet. i thk suppose that time i should jz stay at home, emo for the whole day, on9? dota? haiz.. overall, i thk should be sien till my bro back from ns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him, he went for ns for few weeks ady. wonder will he get used with the life at there onot? somehow i thk he can do it, i trust him. Will bring him to hv lotsa fun after he back from ns. My bf n i feel the same after our both brother went for ns, which is lonely. No one argue wit us anymore, no one let us tease or tease ur back, every9 dun hv some1 sleep nearby u. This time, we missed our bro so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jz drop by to write smth, or else my dear bei sure will keep remind me to update my blog while i am so lazy to do so.. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laziness never change~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-4996831070707739018?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4996831070707739018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4996831070707739018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4996831070707739018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4996831070707739018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/01/2days-more.html' title='2days more ~~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3051912563683622846</id><published>2009-01-06T14:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:01:35.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last day @.@</title><content type='html'>2day is the last day for my semester holiday and I gonna back to sabah 2ml noon. Ak5108, 2.15pm flight, AIR ASIA can u please delay the flight for few more days? I knw is impossible~ &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.13pm, i reached home after fetch my bei back home. I spend a memorable moment with him, i really appreciate wat HE gave me. At least 2day i din gotcha for the whole day and i manage to see my bei b4 i back Sabah, thz to YOU. We enjoyed, We laughed, but i cried.. Cried alot, Cried till the tears none stop, cries till i dunno when should i stop~ Luckily he was beside me, console me, wipe my tears, joke wit me. This is wat i like him, he do knw hw 2make me laugh, he bring laughter to my life, bring hapiness to my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dun feel like going back to sabah because TI is such a memorable place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think alot for the whole nite, whether wat should i do for the next step? I dont want any one hurt in this case, mayb should i be the one that sacrifies? At least, she wont sad, he wont suffer, they wont worry. Rite? But i dun think is the time to make that decision, so let it be~ Let HIM to decide, let the time to prove, let everything be alright for this very moment. I BELIEVE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3051912563683622846?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3051912563683622846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3051912563683622846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3051912563683622846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3051912563683622846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-day-i-believe.html' title='the last day @.@'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-7068426138215771280</id><published>2009-01-05T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:36:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's finally come~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2day was a bad day for me, i am so bad luck trough out the whole day.. feel so depressed feel so helpless.. morning, i split something on my bed sheet so i have it 2wash the bed sheet n bed n comforter. i was so fed up at tat moment, wonder y am i so bad luck. but the bad luck haven end, it bring forward 2the evening. Saf, my bf came 2find me at noon. He want me 2acc him to cut his hair, the salon din open so i decided 2went for drive tru Mcd for my lunch. Who knws rain starting 2pour and mum called n find me while i am at town, so i hv 2ask my bf 2rush back. while Saf was rushing back, the coke suddenly pour over his car. No matter how, i ask him not2 worry and i wil settle for him after reach my home. act i ady starting 2feel weird wit all the incident tat happen on 2day. all the bad things came in the same time making me so stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The main problem finally comes. which is when Saf in front my house while v cleaning, my mum back 2fetch my neighbour aunty 2settle some problem. She saw us, she act nothing which makes me even more worried. I dunno how, dunno wat 2do. i was blank, i needed help so much at tat moment but no one can help me. not even him. but i knw it wasn't his problem, he cant do much thing coz i dowan us 2hurt mum. She back, i tried 2chat wit her. yet, she act differently this time, she scold me. This time it really hurt me alot, is alot.. wat ever she said make me feel so disappointed. She ask me 2choose between her n Saf, if i choose him she will not acknowledge me as her daughter. Yet, if want she 2accept him except she die. I wonder y she can say till like this? izit a big problem  just to be with him? he is not a bad guy so y u jz cant accept him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i love my mum but i wonder y she can treat me like this. izit really to be faith tat i hv 2 break up wit him? but he treat me very good and i love him. act i very hope that he can do something, i feel so unprotected but i un i un.. is not his fault, so nvm.. i will settle it my own since Mrs kok oso say is my family problem. i think wateva decision i make, i need 2 bare it myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i believe HE knw hw much i suffer, please do leave some sympathy for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-7068426138215771280?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7068426138215771280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=7068426138215771280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7068426138215771280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7068426138215771280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-finally-come.html' title='it&apos;s finally come~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-3007579441820117808</id><published>2008-11-26T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:09:26.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back~ ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Guys, is been a long time i din update my blog. sorry yea, coz i am bz with my exam for the last month. Nvm, now i am back. So boring at home..My bf jz went back to kl this afternoon, he will be start to busy with his thesis and his final year. So i promised him that i will try to behave myself and won't kacau him until he finish his work. ( I am really a good gf, not that i praise myself but is fact.. ahem.. okok, sorry.. stop coughing or laughing at me k? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This holiday is really very boring. Nothing to do, no where to go. I really need someone to organize a trip and ask me to go with, or else i really die of bored. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I miss nice food in either kl or kk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-3007579441820117808?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3007579441820117808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=3007579441820117808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3007579441820117808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/3007579441820117808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-back.html' title='I am back~ ^^'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4689518299682578699</id><published>2008-11-05T17:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:45:57.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>share some cute babies photo~</title><content type='html'>nah nah nah.. i know i will got wat comment~ but it wasn't as wat u all think i just personally think they are all so cute and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFoWhzVx0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZizAtUM9UjE/s1600-h/takephotowiffatherec8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFoWhzVx0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZizAtUM9UjE/s400/takephotowiffatherec8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265104175612938050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LIKE FATHER LIKE SON~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFqXeVOYNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PyS2uMa9PmM/s1600-h/hearingjy9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFqXeVOYNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PyS2uMa9PmM/s400/hearingjy9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265106390884442322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFqp9gxABI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ojZK47t8ARw/s1600-h/bathrg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFqp9gxABI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ojZK47t8ARw/s400/bathrg5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265106708491993106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFrFnL83WI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5wcK3l5k7UE/s1600-h/goingoutgm7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFrFnL83WI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5wcK3l5k7UE/s400/goingoutgm7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265107183535447394" border="0" /&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/3079147328709640690-4689518299682578699?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4689518299682578699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4689518299682578699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4689518299682578699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4689518299682578699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/11/share-some-cute-babies-photo.html' title='share some cute babies photo~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SRFoWhzVx0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZizAtUM9UjE/s72-c/takephotowiffatherec8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-1852531807741049231</id><published>2008-11-05T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:22:49.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad sad sad~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;So whenever i sad, is time for me to bla all of my sadness in my blog. Basically this is the main purpose for me to blogging, crapzz and blazzz.. sorriez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Just finish 2papers yday, 4th nov. The 1st paper, database for me is hard but is ok because i know my standard and yet my "respectful" lecturer not even teach well in this sub. There are more lecturer that i will mention which is the same as my "respectful" lecturer. But she is the "best" among them. She expect us to learn the php and mysql all in our own. She dun even teach it~ Then ask us to do tonnes of assignment. The most geram is even ask us to create our own system by our "own learned knowledge".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ok, database end ==&gt; suak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NEXT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;The next paper, statistic which i damn wish that i can score well to get a higher cgpa score. Who knows my stupid brain dunno y stuck at there, all the formula that i memorize i had forgotten and even the easiest ques i also can do it wrongly because i have no time to double check it. At that moment, i wish that i have a knife and cut myself to death. My cgpa is going to drop like  those red line in the share market. God save me, please~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;So sad, so moody~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;My statistic paper is now rest in peace ady!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;current mood == sad, damn sad~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-1852531807741049231?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1852531807741049231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=1852531807741049231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1852531807741049231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1852531807741049231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/11/sad-sad-sad.html' title='sad sad sad~~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-803195469045887598</id><published>2008-10-30T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:11:34.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoucement for this month~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry guys, i might be busy for few weeks. So i mayb will less posting or even not posting since 2day till 20th of nov~ The reason is just simply because my final is coming!! Help~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Muacks~ will be back soon.. Miss u all~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-803195469045887598?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/803195469045887598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=803195469045887598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/803195469045887598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/803195469045887598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/annoucement-for-this-month.html' title='Annoucement for this month~~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5282933031618891274</id><published>2008-10-28T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:38:44.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playboy latest magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQa5tc5t97I/AAAAAAAAAEw/OgQpfBzUuMg/s1600-h/VixenArt-Photo-Effects.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQa5tc5t97I/AAAAAAAAAEw/OgQpfBzUuMg/s400/VixenArt-Photo-Effects.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262097405132535730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-5282933031618891274?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5282933031618891274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=5282933031618891274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5282933031618891274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5282933031618891274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/playboy-latest-magazine.html' title='Playboy latest magazine'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQa5tc5t97I/AAAAAAAAAEw/OgQpfBzUuMg/s72-c/VixenArt-Photo-Effects.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5185814164528754372</id><published>2008-10-28T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:37:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice song from Yuna Ito~ Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kono utawa totemo iidesu. Watashiwa totemo sukidesu. Jya, isyoni kikimasu.&lt;br /&gt;(This is a nice song, i love it so much. Lets us enjoy the song~~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro ga mie nakute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fuan na hi mo atta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dareka wo aisuru imi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jibun nari ni kimeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Subete wo shinji nuku koto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I promise you mou mayowa nai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tsuyoku naru...anata ni akasu yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nige nai de muki atte iku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sugata wo misete kureta to heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*Shinji you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Futari dakara aishiaeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ano sora he negai ga todoku you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mitsume ai inoru two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Futatsu kasaneta omoi ga ima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hitotsu no katachi ni kawaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Your precious love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kizutsuki kurushimu nara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wake atte dakishime aou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mou hitori ja nai kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Subete wo uketomeru yo true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Shinji you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Futari dakara aishiaeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Eien ni tsunaida kono te wo mou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hanasa nai chikau two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Futatsu kasaneta omoi ga ima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hitotsu no katachi ni kawaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Osanakatta hitori yogari no ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ima wa tsuyoku shinji aeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There can be truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Atarashii hajimari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I want to be one with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Shinji you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Futari wa ima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Aishiai koko ni iru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hikari ga michiru you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Dakishimeru anata wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3079147328709640690-5185814164528754372?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-6047636960644495102</id><published>2008-10-27T16:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:14:05.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It scared me when i open the email that my friend sent to me which it's topic is "The top five cancer-causing foods". At first i thght it should be the food like instant noodles++. But my guess was wrong. Now let me shares it with u guys :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The top five cancer-causing foods are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SERENA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV92vJZCQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mwQI2o6F7F8/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV92vJZCQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mwQI2o6F7F8/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261750118974556418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(Because they are high in nitrates, the Cancer Prevention Coalition advises that children eat no more than 12 hot dogs a month. If you cant live without hot dogs, buy those made without sodium nitrate.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HOT DOGS!!!! Oh no, i love it so much and eat it quite frequent......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV-YG_ARDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W9ZfUdh4jmI/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV-YG_ARDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W9ZfUdh4jmI/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261750692309124146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Processed meats and bacon also high in the same sodium nitrates found in hot dogs, bacon, and other processed meats raised the risk of heart disease. The saturated fat in bacon also contributes to cancer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Luckily i am not too often consume this type of food.. Risk -1....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV_9km2p4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A8VP_52vpDs/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV_9km2p4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A8VP_52vpDs/s400/image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261752435427682178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(Doughnuts are cancer-causing double troube. First, they are made with flour, sugar and hydrogenerated oils, then fried at high temperatures. Doughnuts, says Adams, may be the worst food you can possibly eat to raise the risk of cancer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Too bad for those who are JCo and big apple fans~~ bleks.. Luckily i am not that interested in doughnuts. Risk -1 again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQWDO1Yca1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/-9yXf8JrCys/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQWDO1Yca1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/-9yXf8JrCys/s400/image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261756030523304786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(French fries are made with hydrogenated oils and then fried at high temperatures. They also contain cancer-causing acryl amides which occurs during the frying process. They should be called cancer fries not French fries, said Adams.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Oh no~~ my favorite French fries is in the list but somehow i expected it la.. Risk +++ coz i eat quite often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQWEyW29zvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cIclvVggwaU/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQWEyW29zvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cIclvVggwaU/s400/image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261757740316741362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(Chips, crackers and cookies are usually made with white flour and sugar. Even the ones whose lables claim to be free of trans-fats generally contain small amounts of trans-fats.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ok~ Tis is still ok for me because i do like these food but not that often i eat it. So okok for me la~ Risk no + no -.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So guys, do take care of our health. Prevention is better than cure, do avoid large consume of those foods which listed up there k? HEALTH IS IMPORTANT~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-6047636960644495102?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6047636960644495102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=6047636960644495102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6047636960644495102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/6047636960644495102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-no.html' title='Oh no~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQV92vJZCQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mwQI2o6F7F8/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-1899119529013563496</id><published>2008-10-26T16:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:29:53.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day without his accompanied~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;While i was still in my dream land, his msg in and told me that he going out to have breakfast with friends then will depart to Genting.  Due to my laziness i sleep back and ignoring his msg.. zZZzZZ Wk up at 11smth which i din notice it was that late ady, because of the nice rainy weather. zZZzZZ Should be becoz i miss him too much ady, even dreaming i also dream that i go to Genting to give him a surprise which is impossible to be happen in reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Everyday is a boring day if without his accompany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Yday, when i wanna back from school -&gt; sit in my car, start the car's engine -&gt; i cant change my gear, FAILED~!!!! it makes me so worry about it -&gt; called to dad, try and try, successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;However my dad ask me to send the car to change the gear oil for better. So this morning, right after i wk up i send my baby kancil to the Shell service center. MCD as breakfast again, i think i will have mcdbia (mcd + phobia) soon. It cost me rm30 to repair my baby car and 20 for my MCD breakfast, I ady spent 50 in a morning.. I am damn poor girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Back home, feeling so boring. So i surf the net and found out that the Japanese singer, Yuna ito is really a good singer. I love her voice so much, it makes ppl feel touching. Next is Boa, korean singer which impressed me with her dance. Her dance is so powerful, i wish i can dance like her becoz i do like dancing so much. Quite a long time din dance ady, miss my skol life which i can dance with my buddies. And someone owe me a dance performance, "ahem, i am still waiting for it o~~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Missing him while typing this post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;(to be cont.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;(con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;t.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Is still missing him. Just back from the High School Musical movie, it was actually not as nice as the 1st one. Ch is very uncomfortable with the way they act because they not even talk like 10min ady starting to sing and sing, bored~ However i like their dresses in that movie, their costume is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQSTBGdgM8I/AAAAAAAAADg/yniLpbCeq6M/s1600-h/highschoolmusical5_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQSTBGdgM8I/AAAAAAAAADg/yniLpbCeq6M/s400/highschoolmusical5_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261491911799092162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;11.57pm, Cinderella is time to sleep b4 12am.. Tata~ Wishing my dear who at Genting casino now win more, good luck ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-1899119529013563496?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1899119529013563496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=1899119529013563496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1899119529013563496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1899119529013563496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-without-his-accompanied.html' title='Day without his accompanied~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQSTBGdgM8I/AAAAAAAAADg/yniLpbCeq6M/s72-c/highschoolmusical5_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-1757952094369628819</id><published>2008-10-25T23:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:44:24.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UMS SEJATI's explore race    (=.=" )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Early morning, i have to wake up at 7smth just to attend the stupid co curriculum's activity. Somehow I feel glad that it wasn't a over night camp anymore, or else i have to find excuses again to skip the camp. However, it was really heavy rain since early morning. The nice weather + my super comfortable bed make me  so lazy to wake up. Rolling here and there on the bed, finally it takes me like half and hour for me to take my final decision to wake up. (luckily my alarm was set at 7am, or else i will be late) Reach there at 8am, had my breakfast ( mee hoon on a teacup plates, so pity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The explore race started with the 1st round is to solve the sudoku. Every group was given 2 same paper to write down the answer. Yea, forgot about to intro my group name.....which is...... Turbo tortoise group.. Eto, i also dunno why my leader wanna choose that name. So lame~ Back to sudoku part, my team member took the 2paper and tried to solve themselves. I was just standing behind and look but  found out that it take times for them to solve it. Therefore, due to  i had played and challenged with my father b4 so i take it a try and copy the question and do it my own. Dunno whether is lucky or i am really that terror, i manage to answer it by using 1min ++. So proud of myself. Ahem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQM_mje7Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/280ajVVeNo8/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQM_mje7Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/280ajVVeNo8/s320/DSC00456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261118721291412322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then, we proceed to the next round which is calculate the trees along our school's main entrance -&gt; calculate the chair in lecture hall -&gt; answer the history of our university -&gt; calculate the animal statue around a particular area -&gt; go to the peak of UMS -&gt; gather at the last check point, UMS ODEC. This stupid explore race is just seems like a half day trip in UMS. I walk till my leg was so pain and even walk in the rain. IF i sick right on the next day, i surely will sue the stupid UMS SEJATI~~ (joking joking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNAX8_vynI/AAAAAAAAADA/6KyfvdQMJAo/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNAX8_vynI/AAAAAAAAADA/6KyfvdQMJAo/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261119569953540722" border="0" /&gt;                               &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNAkcNeX0I/AAAAAAAAADI/ZT9ZF0UQywg/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNAkcNeX0I/AAAAAAAAADI/ZT9ZF0UQywg/s320/DSC00468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261119784491048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNA4GxnppI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_lZEgxhbRqA/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNA4GxnppI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_lZEgxhbRqA/s320/DSC00465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261120122334455442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Orang utan with a NIKE construction helmet~ cool yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNBZLFsvXI/AAAAAAAAADY/NU8gkd1VvDg/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQNBZLFsvXI/AAAAAAAAADY/NU8gkd1VvDg/s320/DSC00462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261120690428099954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Suyee and Serena + Small cutie elephant *.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Currently mood :: Tiring + Boring + Lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-1757952094369628819?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1757952094369628819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=1757952094369628819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1757952094369628819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1757952094369628819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/ums-sejatis-explore-race.html' title='UMS SEJATI&apos;s explore race    (=.=&quot; )'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQM_mje7Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/280ajVVeNo8/s72-c/DSC00456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5489957487931901924</id><published>2008-10-25T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:01:21.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is coming to Sabah!!! Finally~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He should be very enjoying for his shopping now. Yday, he like a small kid msg me and keep telling me that 2day he gonna go out for shopping and go for gym at night. I know that he very excited about it because this few days he already very stress for his thesis. Is time for him to release the stress, so i wont blame him if he din find me for this few days till the day he back from genting trip. Do enjoy ba, dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Few days ago, i got the news that he is coming to Sabah next year from him. It was really a surprise for me because i always wanted him to come here. At the moment he show me the flight ticket, i was so happy and touching till almost tears drop. I knew that he sayang me so much and i was also regret at the same time because before that i said something that hurt him alot. Dear, i wasn't mean it. So sorry, forgive my stupidness k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It is a 2weeks Sabah trip. 2weeks!! i didn't really expect that long, i thought it will be like at most is 1week but when he told me 2weeks. I really cant believe about it. Excited, happy~ Nothing much to describe my feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Mount kinabalu here i come!! 4 thousands meter above sea level. Hope i can breathe..lol.." copied from his blog. I knew that he very excited about the mount climbing, however my friend told me that if wanna go for the mount climbing, we have to book half an a year earlier. This make me headache, because my stupid cute dear don't want to let me know the actual date he coming and i dunno whether i manage to book for the mount climbing on time or not. Baka him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait the days come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S :: dear, some of those Air Asia stewardesses really is pretty da but then it have to depends on your luck o~&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/3079147328709640690-5489957487931901924?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5489957487931901924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=5489957487931901924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5489957487931901924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5489957487931901924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-is-coming-to-sabah-finally.html' title='He is coming to Sabah!!! Finally~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5884718796253193868</id><published>2008-10-25T17:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:59:33.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>During drama ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;During drama~ excited + challenging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After drama~ tiring + relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;During drama, it was really excited and challenging. Our dear script writer aka acting leader was damn busy during the whole drama. He even sweating till like water pipe. Pity for him. He even did a one man show when he asking me to help him carry the bed in but i din notice and was helping the narrator to hold the mic. So sorry for him. Pai seh yea, guan sing. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;These are the photos during the drama ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLrxJKaH-I/AAAAAAAAACA/OO5GrVmAOGs/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLrxJKaH-I/AAAAAAAAACA/OO5GrVmAOGs/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261026544227852258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLr0my3-XI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lHkVMZ0BGk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLr0my3-XI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lHkVMZ0BGk/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261026603721816434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLr3cYXSFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aAmoTB3N4uw/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLr3cYXSFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aAmoTB3N4uw/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261026652465875026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thought it was really tired, however we were very happy because our lecturer, Ms Kavita was very satisfy about our drama compare to another group's drama. Our director told us that, she will announce our mark during the class. Tada~~ we got full marks for our drama, 40marks are in our hand. So happy~~ ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-5884718796253193868?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5884718796253193868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=5884718796253193868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5884718796253193868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5884718796253193868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/during-drama_25.html' title='During drama ~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLrxJKaH-I/AAAAAAAAACA/OO5GrVmAOGs/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-2314614363957804992</id><published>2008-10-25T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:48:17.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>during drama practice~ @.@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;This semester is sucks for me.. Almost every week also have assignment to bz with and tonnes of test, quiz, midterm to study. I suppose those lecturer will be very happy if we all kill ourselves together.. Some stupid lecturer din even teach us the coding n ask us to write a program or system out by ourselves. DR K : "The coding i wont teach u all, u all go n search from web and learn yourself and also PHP!! " Argh... chicken cake !@#$%^()...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Yet, we manage to pass up all the assignment and now still left the last assignment that i suffered alot.. sad sad sad~ Especially when i know that my carry marks for all the subject is not tat good, I am so depressed and disappointed to myself. But i still have to carry on my hard work in order to prove to my parents. BUT I AM SO STRESS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Thou is a hard semester for me, yet i did enjoy in one of my assessment which is Gender class's drama. This stupid n tiring drama carry 40marks of Gender subject. Below are the picture during the drama practice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNUfpKO1I/AAAAAAAAABY/hpM7s9xxBlc/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNUfpKO1I/AAAAAAAAABY/hpM7s9xxBlc/s320/a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260993066697374546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheok Hoong was trying to do something~ can u guess what is he trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNe52WdfI/AAAAAAAAABg/kAxRtDpioBM/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;    &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 373px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNe52WdfI/AAAAAAAAABg/kAxRtDpioBM/s320/b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260993245530715634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNm60R1PI/AAAAAAAAABo/IDKGiMIores/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 377px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNm60R1PI/AAAAAAAAABo/IDKGiMIores/s320/c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260993383229412594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Guan Sing's super posing. Shh.. Cant let him know about it, or else I........ charm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Now let me introduce the main actor and actress. Tada~~ Frankie as Alan and Stephanie as Mandy. Both of them act as husband wife in this drama. Frankie is an International student in our university, he is a China guy. Althought he is from China but somehow we manage to understand the way he speak Chinese than other China student. He is also a nice going handsome guy.. Ahem~ bleks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLRnQMvoNI/AAAAAAAAABw/Bsrj3uQKDrc/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLRnQMvoNI/AAAAAAAAABw/Bsrj3uQKDrc/s320/e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260997787015684306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLR4Nzun3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/xYDtlYlBr1k/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLR4Nzun3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/xYDtlYlBr1k/s320/d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260998078431666034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-2314614363957804992?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2314614363957804992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=2314614363957804992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2314614363957804992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/2314614363957804992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/during-drama.html' title='during drama practice~ @.@'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLNUfpKO1I/AAAAAAAAABY/hpM7s9xxBlc/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-1923387966985712697</id><published>2008-10-25T16:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:22:18.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi sushi~ Yum yum!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sushi + phobia = sushibia~~ (bleks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna know I will have sushi phobia, do read all the post then u will know why~~ @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sushi bonanza which organized by the Sushi King had just ended for the last few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Actually i got this news from my bf who ady went for this bonanza one week ago before me at KL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He help me to search all the information about the bonanza which is held at here because he know that i love sushi alotz, thanks dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My bf told me that have to go there earlier because there sure will be crowded and long queue. Due to the sikap pf "mm chap shu", we went there right on the 1st day of the bonanza and it was very lucky that on the 1st day, there weren't alot of people. I ate 7plates, Guan sing ate 8plates and Hui Foong ate 7plates too. At that particular moment, my stomach was really full with sushi. If u think thats the end of my sushi spree, then u are wrong. On the next day, me and hui foong went again but this time is with Tye aka gorilla and Lance aka zombie. Both of them are also gila sushi gang therefore we really enjoy alot. Maybe because the day before i ate quite alot, so the 2nd day i was just manage to eat 5plates onli... Too bad if compare to Tye who ate 10plates. Sugoidesune... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLxpzwOBzI/AAAAAAAAACY/MvuFdNku-Vs/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLxpzwOBzI/AAAAAAAAACY/MvuFdNku-Vs/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261033015291545394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLxy7AuInI/AAAAAAAAACg/14NJJacKg0g/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLxy7AuInI/AAAAAAAAACg/14NJJacKg0g/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261033171858629234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No no no, still not the end yet. On the last day of sushi bonanza, we went again. Haiz~~ I think because that was the last day of the bonanza,  OMG it was so crowded and long queue. We met Tye them at there also, because it was really a long queue so we ask them to join us. It was damn lucky that we got the strategic place, we got the chance to grab all the fresh sushi from the chef. I was so pai seh because I was the one that got all the sushi for my frens. I wonder the other customers will blacklisted me onot.. bleks.. sorry ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLx-HsuT2I/AAAAAAAAACw/IodyxqcP9d0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLx-HsuT2I/AAAAAAAAACw/IodyxqcP9d0/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261033364242976610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLx6y0Dw1I/AAAAAAAAACo/89G7VfhLDvs/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLx6y0Dw1I/AAAAAAAAACo/89G7VfhLDvs/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261033307096990546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-1923387966985712697?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1923387966985712697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=1923387966985712697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1923387966985712697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/1923387966985712697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/sushi-sushi-yum-yum.html' title='Sushi sushi~ Yum yum!!'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SQLxpzwOBzI/AAAAAAAAACY/MvuFdNku-Vs/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-7667068923467421995</id><published>2008-10-23T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:00:57.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sadness is a feeling — it's one of the many normal human emotions, or moods, we all have. Sadness is the emotion people feel when they've lost something important, or when they have been disappointed about something, or when something sad has happened to them or to someone else. When they're lonely, people often feel sad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When you're sad, the world may seem dark and unfriendly. You might feel like you have nothing to look forward to. The hurt deep inside may crush your usually good mood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sadness makes you feel like crying, and sometimes the tears are hard to stop. Crying often makes you feel better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes when your mood is sad, you just feel like being alone for a little while. Or you might want someone to comfort you or just keep you company while you go through the sad feeling. Talking about what has made you sad usually helps the sad feeling melt away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When sadness starts to go away, it can feel like a heavy blanket is being lifted from your shoulders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-7667068923467421995?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7667068923467421995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=7667068923467421995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7667068923467421995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/7667068923467421995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad.html' title='sad~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4095953203664185782</id><published>2008-10-23T17:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:03:32.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Do i really change alot? I dunno.. Somehow, when someone telling me that i am getting harder to handle that time, i realize that I maybe have changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Weeks before, i keep arguing with him. Whenever he hanging out with friends, i will feel like uncomfortable. I oso wonder why, sometimes i even think whether izit i dun trust on him anymore but it is impossible because I am very sure that i trust him more than anyone. OR maybe i think is because i scared to lost him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;He meant so much to me. He is the one that i love, i care, i miss the most everyday. Because of him, i scarify a lot. Does he know that? I am not sure. I think in his mind now, i should be a very jealousy gal, a very easy emotional gal, a very hard to handle type of gal. But i dowan to be those types of girl, i want u to know that everything i did is because i care, i love u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-4095953203664185782?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4095953203664185782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=4095953203664185782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4095953203664185782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/4095953203664185782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/myself.html' title='Myself~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-8886588393247897989</id><published>2008-10-23T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:01:34.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring dayz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wake up, go for class, have breakfast wit frens then back to class again... What a boring day for me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;After class, i went back home n start doing my assign.. however, i found that it is damn hard for me to change the calculation. because once i change one, i have to retype all the coding again and this make me so pening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Later, my stupid black pig online and find me to chat with. I wonder why guys can sacrifices their sleeping time jz to watch a football match. Sadnya.. He complained to me about his thesis, he was stress about it.. Actually i do hope that i manage to help him. It is very disappointed for me when i know that he rather want to be alone when he is stress coz it seems like i am also a burden for him instead of helping him release the stress.. or am I over sensitive about it? dunno (try not to thk too much about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;eto... that's all for this post.. coz i have things to bz with~~ now! tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-8886588393247897989?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8886588393247897989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=8886588393247897989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8886588393247897989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/8886588393247897989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-boring-dayz.html' title='Another boring dayz...'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-5055049560103398847</id><published>2008-10-22T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:28:17.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eagle eye~</title><content type='html'>Since last week, we were planning to watch Max Payne on tis Wednesday. As u knw, Wednesday is movie day for us.. But den after the feedback from Tye san, my fren who ady watched it, he said it was a quite "sien" movie so we decided to change our target to EAGLE EYE. It was really a nice movie i had 2day, n yet is one of the best movie i ever watched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the movie is about a computer system who trying to protect the country from a group of people who "she" think is harmful to the country.&lt;br /&gt;However, the description that i get from the gsc website is ::         A young slacker and a single mom get tangled up in a terrorist cell plotting a political assassination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP9QxMR2VdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Flr-g8TDt0U/s1600-h/eagle-eye-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP9QxMR2VdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Flr-g8TDt0U/s320/eagle-eye-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260011695831930322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That smart computer system name as ARIA. After movie, my fren CH keep learning like how "she" talk :: u are been activated~ ; u have to reach the destination by 11am~ ; and bla bla.... we did even change the dialog to BM.. Damn funny, anda sudah diaktifkan !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie did impressed me alot with those action.  The action is great, nonstop, and full of emotionless characters. Overall, i did enjoy the movie very much~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3079147328709640690-5055049560103398847?l=s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5055049560103398847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079147328709640690&amp;postID=5055049560103398847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5055049560103398847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079147328709640690/posts/default/5055049560103398847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3rena-crapping-world.blogspot.com/2008/10/eagle-eye.html' title='eagle eye~'/><author><name>baby_serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04018059641267935135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP77S1vqUYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XcgwVTagZD4/S220/DSC01135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmW9FG4b8XM/SP9QxMR2VdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Flr-g8TDt0U/s72-c/eagle-eye-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079147328709640690.post-4298301515723478934</id><published>2008-10-22T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:02:16.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newBorn bloGGer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;etoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Minasan hajimemasite.. Watashiwa serena desu..  Watashiwa blogging  o sukoshi sitesimasu kara, jya yoroshiku onegaishimasu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blur? act i also not sure whether i typed it correctly onot.. however if there are mistakes, please let me knw k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ok, nw let me translate it over again in English. It is act means nice to meet u all.. Serena here.. I am jz a beginner in blogging, so i still need y'all help k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1st post success.. wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it actually take me quite a long time to get used with blogging. Especially some "problem" that i facing, "u" should know wat rite? Heh, but i wont give up tat easily de.... Wahaha~(laughing crazily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;p/s : sorry guys, due to my poor english standard if i make any mistake in grammar or others, please forgive.. i am still a begginer for this interesting blogging... 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