<?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-8454779</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:50:20.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mosquito's Tale</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-114665942253369958</id><published>2006-05-03T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T20:30:22.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring day.</title><content type='html'>A tiring day. No big deal y tired, mayb coz of d transportation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, woke up at 6am, went to collect d stuff from friend in d bus station, reach home do some exercise.. n.. prepare to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, physic class, ha. complicated.. d classroom v used to use have ppl in.. n d department don't know do what la.. make til everything so troublesome, d worst part is I came early, n when to d department of a level, n they actually said no class.. za dou..&lt;br /&gt;Dolly was late.. went to hospital.. really hope for the best for everything.. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class kinda ok.. but I think i almost felt asleep.. shh. then it's time for law.. a new lecturer.. i don't like his style.. but still ok.. jz hate it when he say baby step for A47. b4 class talk with Adeline.. it felt hm.. when she said she love me very much.. lolz.. she is lovely. but ppl staring at me is nothing cool. Then Econ.. ok la.. then time to go home.. ha! when down n met Dolly's aunty. so v 3 chased d bus to bangsar LRT.. and then i chaoz to Asia Jaya, they to Taman Jaya. Dolly is going again to Klang to d specialist, visit grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in d bus.. really tired.. and have a really not that cool sleep. but sumhow, a kids keep on crying but I still can ignore n sleep.. man.. that tired meh? normally i very yim jim when coming bout sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush home to fetch brother to tuition, mummy went bring sticky cut hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-114665942253369958?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114665942253369958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114665942253369958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2006/05/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring day.'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-114658907876751564</id><published>2006-05-03T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:00:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>Today? nothing big.. jz I hate that feeling.. it will over soon, really soon.. I hope it will..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe? who know.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. it's jz suckz when u know how u feel but u can't express it out.. or maybe shout out.. AHHHH .. duh..&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-114658907876751564?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114658907876751564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114658907876751564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2006/05/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-114622543178504424</id><published>2006-04-28T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T19:57:11.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out going with Ez.</title><content type='html'>Woke up late. Didn't made to study. will study later. I wanna understand my physicz.. holidays gonna end soon, but I seems so lazy.. aikz. must work more harder.. atleast I wanna be better than u.. I MUST be better than u.. BeAt u down!!! nah.. jz work hard along.  i don't wanna let myself down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when to Masjlid Jamek meet Ez.. n v did sumthing that not normal ppl can do. that's what he said.. ha. v when to Titiwangsa, to pekeliling, coz he needa buy tickets for SL to go back to Kuantan.. what a lovely bf.. their story is just so farnee la.. ha. n then.. too bad.. tickets sold out.. n v needa go to puduraya to get her tickets coz SL must back by 2pm.. n yea.. that freaking puduraya was really hot and stuffy.. v go one station and another to find kuantan's bus.. atlast get that plusliner tickets for her. aikz.. hot la.. coz Ez no more cash in hand.. so I needa pui him to pay for his gf.. be a good friend yea? yeapz.. n.. pooor that fellow onli have RM10 in hand.. than v walk from plaza rakyat to masjid jamek wanted to go to Help. coz cheryl n Elaine said wanna go to simshen with me.. but they can't make it til d end.. so v decided to go Pudu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in pudu, v 1st go to pudu plaza.. a place where i nearly few years didn't go.. really missed that place.. n v when to eat steamboat.. yumm yumm. I paid ofcoz.. then. v crap alot la.. ofcoz.. what also can talk.. laugh like hell like that.. then v chaoz to Sunshine ocean to have a drink.. sitted there till 5pm.. until Yuan Fang come join us.. ha.. this Ez.. really nice friend ba.. maybe ba.. jz laugh really like hell.. when he said.."she don't love me.. I m very realistic geh.. " and I fliped till that page.. which he wrote SL's name on the bill.. n.. yea man.. laugh till I sizo.. farnee.. know how to crap nia.. crappo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.. I left a note at sunshine ocean.. pasted on that board.. express me feeling ba? really feel better hua.. lolz.. I can't jz assume that my once so close friend turned to bcome a stranger is a normal case. this really not that cool for me.. maybe it's onli towards me.. I don't think my friend will feel d way I feel. lolz.. it will be fine really soon. This is what I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna study my physic.. I wanna study mu physic.. TODAY!!!! I wanna understand it.. okay.. so I m going for dinner, bath.. maybe type a little score.. onli study? or study 1st? next monday is labour day. holiday again. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowaday boo very cold.. don't know what wrong with her. hope everything is fine. maybe coz exam? Add oil friend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-114622543178504424?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114622543178504424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114622543178504424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2006/04/out-going-with-ez.html' title='Out going with Ez.'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-114605259318661720</id><published>2006-04-26T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T19:56:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting.</title><content type='html'>Today, went meeting with Mr.Freddie. He is a very big post guy, never thought we (Little Noise) will get to meet this type of big people. n, he said he will help us out. Probably give us technical support, sponsorship, help us with plubicity, he said he is gonna help out to call d press, n maybe getting Actor studio to help us sell tickets. Next Tuesday, 7pm meeting again with Ms. Jai, at PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand sometimes, there is words u can't speak. Too many feelings..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-114605259318661720?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114605259318661720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114605259318661720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2006/04/meeting.html' title='Meeting.'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-114600480159967843</id><published>2006-04-26T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T06:40:01.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreword for this new start</title><content type='html'>Look back, I m already 18.&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 in the morning, I m sitting here enjoying music instead of get myself ready to college. Lazy is the word. Feel like going later. Anything will do. I jz wanna start studying.&lt;br /&gt;Sumthing happened, n I made up my mind, I needa be ehem smart to raise d one who loved me so much. Maybe it takes a very long time, but I jz want things to go right. I hate it this way when it's hanging in d middle of air.&lt;br /&gt;Human change. Yes human change. Maybe this is what v call, Life? 2006, I experience alot of heartbreaking moment. n from there I learn n grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-114600480159967843?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114600480159967843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/114600480159967843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2006/04/foreword-for-this-new-start.html' title='Foreword for this new start'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110562478530853611</id><published>2005-01-13T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:59:45.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.micodice.tk"&gt;www.micodice.tk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110562478530853611?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110562478530853611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110562478530853611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2005/01/www.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110466283957108278</id><published>2005-01-02T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T18:47:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spend wholeday wondering bout the flamez code. Cow said code is very easy to understand, but I think not to a morron who don't even know what is html code. No matter how many time I try to put that code inside that html place,, it show no diffrent and Cow din't online.. GRr.. Have to wait for him or Belinda or even other sifu to lighten me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110466283957108278?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110466283957108278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110466283957108278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2005/01/spend-wholeday-wondering-bout-flamez.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110423156532616743</id><published>2004-12-28T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T18:59:25.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spend almost a week with mom, jeez.. it was really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week time.. spend my christmas on the mountain, It is kinda funny to see a Santa up on the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA!! 1 week time.. manythings change.. thaught, emotion, everything... Can't wait to say good bye to 2oo4. few more days to go. I won't miss it neway.. NOthing to miss? nope.. there are too many of them, too many bad and good stuff.. Memory.. but It would not be the best one neither worst one.. so let's put it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some serious discussion with mom, thought of leaving Malaysia as soon as I can.. but the point is? Do I have enough $$$?? Eh.. good one.. scholarship? Eheh... that easy? Once, my friend asked me.. why do I compete with those poor guyz? My family really can effort? 100 thousand per year. Turn all the way round.. $$$ problem.. hHeAHA!!  SO.. as the conclusion.. If I get scholarship.. I will be leaving Malaysia, America or Singapore... if not.. I will stay here.. in this small small worLd of Malaysia.. everyday looking forward to make $$.. Fun right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. wait till I reach the age of 18, I will have atleast RM1500 permonth, thankz my mommy for all those arrangement.. But do I really have that much of time to do that kind of work? AHA.. Francis also save me a place in his company.. Buiness.. yeA??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110423156532616743?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110423156532616743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110423156532616743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-spend-almost-week-with-mom-jeez.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110413875013155006</id><published>2004-12-27T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T17:12:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAppy New YEar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110413875013155006?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110413875013155006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110413875013155006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110371354385576368</id><published>2004-12-22T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T19:05:43.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas in 3 days time, remember to hang up ya shockz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something unexpected and unbelievable happend&lt;br /&gt;Exited? nope..&lt;br /&gt;Fun? Crash ur head&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy? let me jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try, NO WAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;jeeZ.. nightmare before Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family: This is a tuff year, but it had come to an end.. Let's have a new start&lt;br /&gt;My School mate: Happy next YeaR&lt;br /&gt;My Friend: Eh.. All of you.. GOOD LUCK&lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend: I am glad we met.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: No matter what, you made my life special, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Doremon: Special gift for me? I wanna try out that special cake :)&lt;br /&gt;Neighbour: Thankz for d bookz.. But I am still waiting for the "Da Vinci Code"&lt;br /&gt;My self: Another new begining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaPpy White oOpz, in Malaysia = Blue Christmas to ALL OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110371354385576368?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110371354385576368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110371354385576368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-in-3-days-time-remember-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110292981063647559</id><published>2004-12-13T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T17:23:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ai Ping, Welcome back to Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing research bout oversea university...&lt;br /&gt;Wanna close my eyes, what i wanna be?&lt;br /&gt;100% MONEY MAKER...&lt;br /&gt;What ya dreamz?&lt;br /&gt;100% MONEY MONEY MONEY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110292981063647559?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110292981063647559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110292981063647559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/ai-ping-welcome-back-to-malaysia-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110260382423176922</id><published>2004-12-09T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T22:50:24.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He called he called he called. YeePpie yaAYa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Polar Express, Shark Tale, White chick later.. :)&lt;br /&gt;nice movie during holiday..&lt;br /&gt;Tomolo have "I miss call" and sum new movie.. Thankz Shi Jin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss u ~ zhang zheng yue, very nice.. easy and nice..  thankz JC&lt;br /&gt;Forever ~ Hillsong, lagi nice.. meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Replaced ~ munG + JY, what should i say? love d lyricz...&lt;br /&gt;Piccolo ~ Li Xin, sweet sweet song, suitable 4 christmas mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family are going to Cameron tomolo, even d mate.. me =  home alone...  sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Wanna go.. have tomato ar.. jeez.. long time din't eat Cameron'z tomato.. yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我会想念你    歌词- 张震岳 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你    我不会忘记    永远想念你直到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再相遇说再见好难   忍住泪水好难&lt;br /&gt;离别这一刻   我不甘心放手&lt;br /&gt;我会好好过   勇敢又坚强&lt;br /&gt;那就向前跑   丢掉所有烦恼&lt;br /&gt;不要再回头   走你该走的路&lt;br /&gt;总会有一天   我们会再相聚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你   我不会忘记  &lt;br /&gt;永远想念你   直到再相遇&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你   你不必担心  &lt;br /&gt;永远想念你   直到再相遇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为你善良   因为你的天真  &lt;br /&gt;让我感觉到   拥有你好幸福&lt;br /&gt;你应该知道   好舍不得你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流下的泪水   一颗颗都是爱&lt;br /&gt;最后的言语   举止 都是感伤&lt;br /&gt;大声说再见  我永远爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你  我不会忘记  &lt;br /&gt;永远想念你  直到再相遇&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你   你不必担心  &lt;br /&gt;永远想念你   直到再相遇&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你   我不会忘记  &lt;br /&gt;永远想念你   直到再相遇&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你   你不必担心 &lt;br /&gt;永远想念你   直到再相遇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need your love, how far you will come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110260382423176922?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110260382423176922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110260382423176922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/he-called-he-called-he-called.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110243589368175358</id><published>2004-12-07T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T00:11:33.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doremon, Welcome back to Malaysia ~ must put on weight ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 4 a lousy dinner, so many Dato dato, and politics.. Jeez.. sit there like orang gila jeh.. Smokes everywhere, no fresh air at all, can't stop sneezing.. GAH!! look at ppl who drunk, arha.. teruknya.. Karaoke summore man.. Listen to those "lovely" song they brought to us.. I almost fell off.. Wondering was it shouting or singing? Gonna have nightmare later..   my uncle, paidRM 2888+ for 1 budha hand which cost less then RM 200, teruknya.. 1 of d pantung, dibeli dengan RM12 888, it normal price, less then RM 380.. Jeez..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human being memang teruk, (er.. I mean sum of them), forcing other to pay for those unimportance thingy... CAnnoT even say NO summore.. wuah.. Man + man.. = korek money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I won't go for this kind of dinner again..  ears in healing process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing good bout this dinner is.. can enjoy d nice tea.. and no alcohol.. I think this is d 1st dinner I am totally alcohol free.. Good.. (d beauty of u dunno people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snooz off.. gotta think bout roti canai with Bell and Zcui d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy snoopy ~ d night is still young, dun love yourself? Trust me, you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110243589368175358?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110243589368175358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110243589368175358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/doremon-welcome-back-to-malaysia-must.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110231717968261672</id><published>2004-12-06T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T15:12:59.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy bruffday to Qin Yao ~ Hong Kong nice ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HulaLa, teacher called whole country to look for me.. Dai seI Dai seI, Lucky I am not at home.. Pity Yanru, she called her 4 times.. uhuh.. how lucky am I.&lt;br /&gt;Jeez. need to work on school stuff again. GaH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded 66 Christmas song in 1 hour.. Kazaa Lite rockz&lt;br /&gt;ENjoying music.. Silent night, holy night.. zzZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110231717968261672?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110231717968261672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110231717968261672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-bruffday-to-qin-yao-hong-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110216891359980134</id><published>2004-12-04T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T22:01:53.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ho Ho Ho, I forgot to post that lettle AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;Pity it.. sleep in my bag for 1 whole week..&lt;br /&gt;GaH.. Tomorrow.. I think I will remember.. eh tomolo sunday RigHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeeYaHya..&lt;br /&gt;I am Happy, I wanna swim I wanna Swim..&lt;br /&gt;AP is coming baclk from New Zealand next week, Doremon also, coming back from Australia..&lt;br /&gt;AH too.. coming back from Hong Kong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HurRaY, Can't wait can't WaIt...&lt;br /&gt;Hey man.. I love December, peace and nice and whatever it is.. 2004 is gonna END.. GreaT.. I hate 2004, HATE it I mean...&lt;br /&gt;Too Many things happen, finnally come to an end.. 2005 will be a nice year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a new frenz.. he is so so so so so gentle.. jeez.. Gotta learn from him... &lt;br /&gt;So gentle until I dunno what to say.. *punch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next plan = make money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110216891359980134?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110216891359980134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110216891359980134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/ho-ho-ho-i-forgot-to-post-that-lettle.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110213410645470767</id><published>2004-12-04T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T12:21:46.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>除了天空的铅灰，这个世界只剩这漫无边际的绿，从这丘地到那丘地，从这个斜坡到那个斜坡，从我看得到的地方到我看不到的地方……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉默，寂寂的茶园，源自亘古的沉默，茶丛里的蜜蜂悄无声息，连风声也为之沉默。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉默是一种力量，一种拒人于千里之外的力量。有那么几秒钟的时间，我有一种即将被吞噬的感觉，尽管我清楚地知道，身边都是无害的植物，可是那种绝望的感觉却那么真实那么强烈地压迫着我—那些紧密有序地靠在一起的茶树，它们彼此相似，彼此信赖，彼此安慰，它们甚至以彼此为一体的姿态，讥讽人类的孤单。&lt;br /&gt;(真的，人类是孤单的，当人类为自己有独特的思想骄傲的时候，人类就开始孤单了。)&lt;br /&gt;正是这样的紧密为一体的态度，给了我严重的挫败感，让我生而为人的骄傲在植物们的集体攻势下脆弱无比地片片粉碎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是什么？心中无数遍的自问又翻上心头，依然没有答案，在一片厚重的暗绿之中，我什么也不是，如一片轻羽般在这个世界里飘荡，不知道哪里是可以停留的地方，或者，这世上根本就没有我停留的地方？这样想的时候，思绪就飘得很远，远到又是小孩子的时候，那首歌，是怎么唱的：“……家乡的茶园开满花，妈妈的心肝在天涯……”如果可以，做妈妈怀里永远不长大的孩子该多好？可是，成长毕竟是不可避免的事，我们终究得走自己的路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;碎石子路面应和着脚步的起落发出好听的沙沙声，提醒一种存在：路，就在脚下，不管它平不平坦，就那么真实地在脚下延伸着，以令人安心的固定的姿态，伸向不知名的所在……，也许这并不是真正的安心，因为并不知道终点究竟是什么，但路总是这样走下来的吧，用一个个片时的安心推动前进的脚步，坚定地行走。也许别去问行走的结果是什么是最聪明的，哪怕终点一无所有，只要在行走的过程中能收获些风景……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那就够了。 ~ 无语斜栏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110213410645470767?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110213410645470767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110213410645470767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110209315907847527</id><published>2004-12-04T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T01:01:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah.. Li En came to have lunch with us.. but I couldn't make it..Grr..&lt;br /&gt;Went to Masjlid Jamek to be an early santa, giving out flyers around d street.&lt;br /&gt;Thankz ducky and lobak who willing to come along...&lt;br /&gt;3 off us bcome yellow santa.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;Met many friendz there.. school gelah.. and also primary geh.. jeez..&lt;br /&gt;600 pieces flyers = we met 600 ppl&lt;br /&gt;Not bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing alone.. in a lonely night&lt;br /&gt;Tired of everything&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to stop so badly&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;But hate this c2pid sentence&lt;br /&gt;she say: If I dun care, who care?&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz of that&lt;br /&gt;I will walk&lt;br /&gt;Walk till I reach d paradise&lt;br /&gt;Walk till everyone would love to walk along&lt;br /&gt;Walk till everyone would start to care&lt;br /&gt;Walk till everyone cut off d critise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the best you can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice dreamz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110209315907847527?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110209315907847527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110209315907847527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110199429600092413</id><published>2004-12-02T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T21:31:36.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Artificial Intelligence, nice movie ~ his love is real, but he is not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised myself to watch Polar Ekspress geh, plan failed ! GaH&lt;br /&gt;Went to state, looked for printing shop, but then end up kissing d rain bud..&lt;br /&gt;Rain and rough wind, umbrella does not, well i mean it can't done his work probally.. I saw the rough wind grab a young lady's umbrella.. poor her.. chasing 4 her umbrella.. wuaHAhAHa.. can't stop laughing.. evil yeah? But it is really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 dayz time ~ miss u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110199429600092413?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110199429600092413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110199429600092413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/watched-artificial-intelligence-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110191087943767168</id><published>2004-12-01T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T22:21:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jingle Bell Jingle Bell&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Jingle jingle..&lt;br /&gt;Now is already DECEMBER...&lt;br /&gt;Christmas month..&lt;br /&gt;Cheer 4 it..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend my Christmas nicely..&lt;br /&gt;but probally got camp ar.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days to go..&lt;br /&gt;I will finish up my tuition lesson&lt;br /&gt;GrEaT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, THE PoLAR EXPRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispering:&lt;br /&gt; Santa, what is my presant this year?&lt;br /&gt; Santa, Every Christmas morning, I used to get presants from u geh.&lt;br /&gt; Santa, since when, I stop hangging up my socks?&lt;br /&gt; Santa, I will hang up my papa's sock this year.. I promise&lt;br /&gt; Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110191087943767168?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110191087943767168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110191087943767168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/12/jingle-bell-jingle-bell-jingle-all-way.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110182126774515922</id><published>2004-11-30T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:27:47.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of November ~ say hi 2  December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110182126774515922?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110182126774515922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110182126774515922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/last-day-of-november-say-hi-2-december.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110170393987515249</id><published>2004-11-29T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T12:52:19.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love Tuition ~ it end b4 1pm.. have much time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired, get sore troat, sigh..  easy get sick. GAH!!&lt;br /&gt;Started to love add math, but hate segi tiga.. dunno how to do at ALL... yeap.. I don't even know it is included in our form 4 text.. Blek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely November ~ come to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110170393987515249?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110170393987515249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110170393987515249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-tuition-it-end-b4-1pm.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110147522754300269</id><published>2004-11-26T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T21:20:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HaPpy Turkey day ~  thankz giving day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London's morning around 7-9 degrees... when will it snow? London selfdom snow geh.. Maybe Scotland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to unknown album.. frenz said it is animie soundtrack, it is awesome, d timpanny, cello.. super nice.. string's music kinda lovely.. and sumtimes.. scary..&lt;br /&gt;Planing to watch Phantom of d Opera, frenz from oversea said it is incredible.. must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REalLy fast.. almost a month gone.. Christmas is coming... December plan.. GreaT.. I am gotTa spend atleast a week in mom's house, 1 day 4 skating, probally with Hang Ko, 3 dayz in Cameron, 11 days 4 tuition, ok.. 22dayz gone.. another 9 dayz... might be working on plubicity? For LitTle Noise.. whoo, one month just gone like that.. then, letz say hi to 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005, might b d last year for me in Malaysia.. Maybe? so, no matter what it is.. I will lost contact with a big amount of frenz.. future who have time to contact woo... sure.. I will get many new geh... Frenz.. they are acually just stranger who willing to stop by, add sum colour into your dumby lifestyle.. teach u d meaning of happiness, sadness, madness..  Thankz alot to enemy, to best frenz, to whom who love me like a dead ratz.. (thankz giving day ar.. so must appreciate abit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your enemies = hate your frenz? ~ booz off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110147522754300269?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110147522754300269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110147522754300269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-turkey-day-thankz-giving-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110139698824469187</id><published>2004-11-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T23:36:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weLcome BaCk LiXin ~ rocky + chinese slang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add math is really fun, yeah.. when u can't get d answer.. that is really cool. Smack up ur brain..&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rao damn yeng.. still in his craping mood.. he can't stop telling us how much we spend up our parents $$, can't stop talking bout how to make money.. ehlah.. listen to him, really feel guity.. look back.. wasted much time.. arg.. that'z y, I can't do my chemis now.. Blame me..&lt;br /&gt;Now, he make us spend 10 hours per day in study.  great idea.. Poor Shi Jin, father make him to stay in tuition center 6 hour perday.. Jeez.. Nvm.. Kwi, Hwa, Ken Shoon, and Lorenz or probally me? will stay with him.. ehe.. we are going to form a study group.. cooL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England is going to snow .. Bernard said it is super cold.. he probally enjoy fatty life. *blink&lt;br /&gt;AP is coming back from NZ, NZ too cold? But I like her house.. like a cotton in d moutain, farm? super nice, natural mah.&lt;br /&gt;Bell is coming back from Australia, great... gotta plan up with zcui, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will b a brand new day, learn from d past ~ 雯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110139698824469187?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110139698824469187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110139698824469187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/welcome-back-lixin-rocky-chinese-slang.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110129222907541440</id><published>2004-11-24T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T18:30:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Bruffday to Melia ~ May god Bless u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110129222907541440?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110129222907541440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110129222907541440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-bruffday-to-melia-may-god-bless.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110121246225257090</id><published>2004-11-23T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T20:21:02.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Luck to Jia Ying ~ Japan is a nice place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very very very tired.. lack of sleep for almost 1 week.. I even don't have d energy to talk to d entire world... tuition like dreaming, dun really know what he is talking bout, probally craps.. and.. bloody cold... freezing man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoopy dreams ~ 雯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110121246225257090?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110121246225257090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110121246225257090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-luck-to-jia-ying-japan-is-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110105340402723658</id><published>2004-11-21T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T00:10:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Bruffday to Jia Rong ~ dai go lui loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErLiZO, what a wonderful day, grandma came to my house.. so happy so happy.. we have dinner 2gether.. at Kepong.. yummy yummy geh steamboat.. great.. *blink blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great day.. I can talk more today.. but mostly crabz.. sumtimes.. when u don't talk, ppl say u acting cool, but when u talk too much.. you will  feel like a lil' kidz who are pretending all along d way... not like me at all..  Right... munG's wordz.. If you don't talk.. nothing to laugh d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sumtimes.. in this world.. we are not made to make others happy.. or upset.. just b me.. Yeah.. keep on acting cool? Did you act?? or it is just nature? Talk so much 4 what.. ulser pain ar.. take off d cover of fakeness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I meet sumone that r cute. maybe? He don't really know what happen.. but when his frenz talk bout it.. is just add in sum salt, suger, oil... hm, don't ever crap in when you don't really know d situation...... it is just like pulling down ur own image, DON'T jugde a book by it's cover.. As frenz.. better keep my mouth shut? (this is wat frenz 4, eh.. reality life leh.. u thought movie ar?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste d Original ~ Pui Mun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110105340402723658?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110105340402723658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110105340402723658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-bruffday-to-jia-rong-dai-go-lui.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110086656855425081</id><published>2004-11-19T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T20:16:08.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Bruffday to Cow.. Mooz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today very happy.. 4get bout d blur morning.. after tuition, Kwi and Hwa helped me to do a house 4 my doggie.. sweet and high class house.. thankz them a million.. Hehe.. my doggie very cute.. specialy 4 cute ppl geh.. can't stop huging and kiss it.. hehe.. hehe.. i squeez him till half die d.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. hate tuition.. eat up all my time.. but then Mr. Rao very geng teach me 2 day onli.. i get to understand add math.. bcom 2 love them d.. cooL. Tomolo also got tuition.. EVERYDAY.. but I am skipping it.. Thankz Little Noise.. saved my life.. but then.. 1 day didn't go.. gotta catch up again wo.. sigh.. tuition.. y put on saturday leh?? Aiyoyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo... I can talk now.. today i mean.. yesterday was terrible.. really great man.. but then.. no 1 at home now.. and my stomach are druming.. Grr.. hate mama... go 4 goft again.. GRR... and brother went 4 swimming without me.. HOW couLd u!!! Sigh.. hungry ar.. 8pm d.. my lunch was just Exprit onli...Wruff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently huging my doggie... so cute.. i think it will turn black log... white turn 2 black... hey.. it look like snoopy lah.. but surely cuter then snoopy.. hehe.. better not hug too much.. later bcome blacky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I　think these day too happy d.. until i 4 get everything.. laugh too much.. Aiyaya.. where is my original JaY choU cD?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy ENding ~ 雯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110086656855425081?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110086656855425081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110086656855425081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-bruffday-to-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110078238646066318</id><published>2004-11-18T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T20:53:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very 1st tuition.. Met Kwi and Cow in KFC.. wonderful afternoon....&lt;br /&gt;Went to MidValLey with Kwi, kwi bro and Hwa.. cool.. awesome, we get each other early Christmas and Kwi get Cow his bday gift.. so sweet man... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I get a very very nice rapping paper.. nice nice nice and it suit d doggie.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;Day was special..&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. I wrote up a few sentence of song, kinda cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun pagi ku berasa&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni sungguh special&lt;br /&gt;Burung nyanyi outside window&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh merdu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuteleh.. haeha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more tears ~ 雯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110078238646066318?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110078238646066318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110078238646066318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/very-1st-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110061802212732339</id><published>2004-11-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:13:42.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomolo onward.. it is a must to tuition.. equalz to.. everyday must wake up early, cannot sleep longer... then life will b a dumb... my best frenz tuition 3 hour per week.. me everyday.. including sunday.. really great.. cheer pui mun cheer, tuition is 4 ur own good... just 2/4/6/ hour perday.. nothing big what... result more important.. YAYA.. cool.. i feel better now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110061802212732339?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110061802212732339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110061802212732339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/tomolo-onward.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110027813464953011</id><published>2004-11-13T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T00:48:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;40 VALUABLE LESSONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Relationships don't end; they change.&lt;br /&gt;2) You CAN make a living doing what you love.&lt;br /&gt;3) Never spend all the money you have. Save money and it saves you.&lt;br /&gt;4) In bad times everyone can't help you and in good times everyone isn't as happy for you. Learn how to discern and develop true friends.&lt;br /&gt;5) Don't make promises to your children you can't keep.&lt;br /&gt;6) God is always listening, be careful with your inner self-talk.&lt;br /&gt;7) People and &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit" target="_blank"&gt;credit&lt;/a&gt;ors have long memories.&lt;br /&gt;8) The past has passed, let go of the pain, nostalgia, woulda, coulda, shoulda&lt;br /&gt;9) Practice everyday saying and/or doing something that is loving, helpful &amp; purposeful.&lt;br /&gt;10) Being too dependent on others doesn't allow you to know your own power to create what you need.&lt;br /&gt;11) I am too blessed to be stressed, don't sweat the small stuff&lt;br /&gt;12) Most people are not bad or mad, they are just sad and don't know how to get the love and attention they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;13) Everything you say and think has power to create its likeness.&lt;br /&gt;14) Fear and procrastination are major enemies to success&lt;br /&gt;15) God loves me&lt;br /&gt;16) Don't ignore or mistreat people, everyone is important&lt;br /&gt;17) Don't give up 5 minutes before your miracle&lt;br /&gt;18) Good &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Health" target="_blank"&gt;health&lt;/a&gt; is so valuable, fragile and a blessing. Drink a lot of water.&lt;br /&gt;19) Don't take everything so serious, have a sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;20) People like to help or do &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt; with people they already know, networking is critical. Meet and serve as many people as you can.&lt;br /&gt;21) You didn't die from your mistakes, but you may have to repeat them, if you didn't learn the lesson&lt;br /&gt;22) We train other people how to treat us, self-esteem is NOT selfish, and it's necessary.&lt;br /&gt;23) Stay away from negative, critical, judgmental, gossipy people.&lt;br /&gt;24) Spend as much time as possible around nature and beautiful environments.&lt;br /&gt;25) Some things you can't learn from a book a parent, teacher or pastor, you have to experience it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;26) Acknowledge your shortcomings and work to improve them. Acknowledge your strengths, be humble but don't diminish or deny them.&lt;br /&gt;27) Stay focused to get a job done. Do it, delegate it or dump it.&lt;br /&gt;28) I didn't die from the painful times in my life, they made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;29) Don't let a fool kiss you. Don't let a kiss fool you. Kisses aren't promises.&lt;br /&gt;30) Have a life, don't depend on others to make you happy and fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;31) God is too big to fit into one religion; God is everywhere and in everything.&lt;br /&gt;32) Marriage and parenting are serious commitments, don't be in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;33) Find ways to show appreciation to those you love and care about, not&lt;br /&gt;just on holidays or birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;34) Pay attention to details and keep good records.&lt;br /&gt;35) Prayer changes things. Trust God's divine plan.&lt;br /&gt;36) If you take it, return it. If you break it, fix it. If you know it, live it. If you want it, ask for it. If you use it, clean it. If you wear it, hang it up. If made a mistake, take responsibility for it. If you have some share it. If you own it, protect it. If you love someone, show it. If you believe it, you can achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;37) Time is precious, live everyday to it's fullest; everyday is a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;38) Learn to enjoy your own solitude.&lt;br /&gt;39) People come into your life for a reason or a season. They bring joy and lessons.&lt;br /&gt;40) Always stay in the light in spite of any bad news or changes. This positive attitude will help you stay in peace rather than fall to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110027813464953011?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110027813464953011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110027813464953011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/40-valuable-lessons-1-relationships.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110019385692277356</id><published>2004-11-12T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T01:24:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at d time,  another 11 hour i will b having mua piano exam.. (eh.. grand piano oh) &lt;-- information came from Mr. Chee.  Well, what am I doing here? hm, just finish banging d piano.. lucky neighbour din't say anything bout it.. neway.. there r still sum kidzo playing fire cracker out there.. Deepavali mah.. BBQ.. wo.. so happy.. hope my banging din't scare them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda freak with flash these day.. and.. found out that it workz much more better then photoshop... well, i mean if both combine 2gether to use.. it will b really cool... flash can make alot 3D effect... I have this program few years ago.. i wonder why am I din't get intress in it? Front page is kinda easy to use.. but then i dunno how.. muaHAHA .. Boo said it was just like wordz cut and paste.. but then i come out with alot of jokes on it.. Blur mosquito.. learning mah.. i suppost dreamweaver or fireworks effect will b easier to use? But then i dunno any.. so kena learn up d most easy geh.. front page yea?? what link?? i dunno what to link and how to link.. i even insert d button as picture.. instead of copy down d code.. so "smart".. nvm nvm.. slow learner.. just cheer.. lolz.. but flash is really fun..  u guyz should try.. last time i can make an airplane fly.. but now dunno how d.. gotta learn it again.. hehez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. great thankz to Mr. Chee, he is a great helper, atleast he appear when i really need sumone.. sumone like him... muaHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem.. ladyz and gentlemen... Look at d time.. it almost 2am.. 2am. yeah.. crapz shoo off time.. Oh yeah.. It is a great things if.. Li Xin can finish her half way song.. Can't stop blabling bout her these day.. gotta bug her up.. ykakez..  she love to show me half way song.. then make me gik gik.. arham.. neway.. i learn d same way.. to treat her back.. showing her halfwayz lyricz.. ukakaka.. buy lyricz if much more harder then music mah.. so ..(well reason again i know i know)&lt;br /&gt;HEy.. just let me crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. YT.. a new frenz.. i dun really know her that much... but she seems like knowing everything bout me? that is imposible.. and.. using mosquito wayz..i think i scared her off.. muaKakaka.. too much question d.. and. she wanna "jenguk" me in Little Noise? whoo..  Fine fine fine.. I will stop craping .. ok. fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wish.. Piano exam gonna b really fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo ~ 雯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110019385692277356?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110019385692277356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110019385692277356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/look-at-d-time-another-11-hour-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110015118175673590</id><published>2004-11-11T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T13:33:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HeaPpy DeEpaVaLi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110015118175673590?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110015118175673590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110015118175673590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/heappy-deepavali.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-110000865370097888</id><published>2004-11-09T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T22:10:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrate YMM bday... D cakes n popia are really nice... yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We din't really have a great day.. and it wasn't that fun.. and it is super damn quiet.. just me alone craping much.. I think I miss those little junior, mayb YMM is too ... (u know i know) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, busying with d SS tinggy, and thankz Brenda.. she is going to suffer abit.. muaHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to laugh my head off.. yeah.. imaginationg.. Taking to friends are really great things, they will have alot of jokes (4 them, it might b serious case), and.. it will lighten up ur day.. cherrish is what I feel..  Oh yeah.. Don't take bath when there is no eletricity, sumthing might appear in d water.. or.. d mirror.. maybe u can try swiming under d rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-110000865370097888?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110000865370097888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/110000865370097888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/celebrate-ymm-bday.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109962917585115010</id><published>2004-11-05T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T12:32:55.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>也许，明天会更好？&lt;br /&gt;轻声低语，自言自语，&lt;br /&gt;仍然感觉无奈，&lt;br /&gt;琴声断断续续的在空中徘徊，&lt;br /&gt;十指不停的在键盘上赛跑，&lt;br /&gt;脑中却响起你的声音，&lt;br /&gt;失若的你，&lt;br /&gt;仿佛很需要温暖的拥抱，&lt;br /&gt;无奈，&lt;br /&gt;吾却连耳朵也借不了你，&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;相信我，&lt;br /&gt;你依然是你，&lt;br /&gt;明天会更好。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 献给我的同伴&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109962917585115010?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109962917585115010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109962917585115010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109957148208395680</id><published>2004-11-04T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T20:31:22.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good news good news, piano teacher said my exam date change d.. it is on 12th, not 11th, so i no need to hate deepavali leh.. Well, atleast i have 1 more day to practise.. I seriously scare and care bout this exam.. 1st time piano exam so hardworking.. but probally will fail too.. !! sigh.. should take it ealier.. can u imagine.. i just use up 1 month 2 prepare 4 this exam.. really sot geh... and now.. need to suffer weather i can pass or not... 1st time aim for pass onli.. is that me?? Trinity.. 1st time take exam in this board.. i dun really like it.. coz dunno have what viva voceh.. untill now.. next friday is d exam.. but i know nothing bout viva voceh.. (dun even know how to spell it)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my day.. what did i did? Nothing, besides putting my bud on d piano chair? and.. my c2pid piano skill are still so shit.. seriously need more time on my piano.. need to pak to more with it.. what d hell am i talking.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i pull sumone into troble.. d astro guy call few times when i was praticing mua piano.. aha.. till d last time.. i never noticed it was his boss... and.. i let my brother answer it.. and my honest little brother.. jsut tell whatever d boss ask.. pity that dishonest worker.. i think he is in troble now.. nah.. dun call me when i dun feel like answering d phone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DK said she wanna come to my house for vacation, GREAT! hm, think she wil boring just in 1 day.. aha.. neway.. it.s kinda shock.. if she come.. she will bcome my  very 1st KL frenz who step into my house.. whoo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time brab so mushi, y?? bcoz i am really glad that my keyboard can function well, i stil have my spacebar.. i still have my Ctr, Atl.. muaHAHAHAHA, so must celebrate.. HurRAy., hurRaY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, whole day piano, think i need to go 4 piano again.. d u see b4?? next week is d date of exam, but i still can.t get d melody up?? wuaHahAHA.. not funny at all.. ciaoz.. dun call me.. i probally will yell at u.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not that nice.. dun love me ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109957148208395680?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109957148208395680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109957148208395680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-news-good-news-piano-teacher-said.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109945381167437103</id><published>2004-11-03T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T13:49:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remy Zero - Save Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOvember d... Hate it..&lt;br /&gt;I HaTe dEePavaLi. KilL me.. Piano exam that day.. Ouch..&lt;br /&gt;Grosh...&lt;br /&gt;Dun feel like going to school anymore..  &lt;br /&gt;Lazy and dun like..&lt;br /&gt;So.. What in my mind??&lt;br /&gt;ehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;You guyz gao dim that party YeaHAhAHAHa&lt;br /&gt;come.on, it.s on 10th Nov u know.. next day i will die d.. &lt;br /&gt;so must prepare my coffin... &lt;br /&gt;Queen size geh.. hard to find..&lt;br /&gt;So.. DeaL yA.. I won't go that day.. u guys gao dim..&lt;br /&gt;HuRrAY..&lt;br /&gt;Then i might have 2 week off.. &lt;br /&gt;stay at home 2 weeks.. enjoy d beauty of my house..&lt;br /&gt;Can skip those c2pid traffic jam...&lt;br /&gt;Can save up my money...&lt;br /&gt;YAhOO.. &lt;br /&gt;N enjoy my finger excersice.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 10 fat finger  ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109945381167437103?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109945381167437103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109945381167437103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/11/remy-zero-save-me-november-d.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109906139014531577</id><published>2004-10-29T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T22:49:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school hurray.. Our school was having Displine master farewell party.. I dun really like d ceromony... So i Hide in PRS room 4 whole day..  &lt;br /&gt;Aha.. Bunch of us.. Watched Princess diary inside d room.. it was great fun man..  Funny and crazy..and happy of corse.. &lt;br /&gt;Guess what?? UBK room.s computer full with Jay Chou. song.. and...it have over 50 song now.. thankz me.. this is d benifit of knowing d password.. uHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home kinda early.. watched Napoleon, hey.. this is my 1st afternoon which i manage to watch movie.. geng leh.. d story kinda sad.. it's part 4.. d last part.. arg... sob sob.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate school, PK hem want me attend school during d holiday.. which i refuse to.. Ymm lagi teruk.. dun wanna see her at all.. and.. Let.s escape.. i dun wanna go 2 school d... And.. plz... Ymm and Pk Hem ... Don.t call don.t call don.t call me.. Yanru kena once.. and..it.s really terible..eheh...*blink Blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday begin begin... HuRrAy.. nightMare Begin... Piano, piano, and piano.. ph yeah, what now?? Piano again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GElup Gelup ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109906139014531577?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109906139014531577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109906139014531577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/last-day-of-school-hurray.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109880484004131752</id><published>2004-10-26T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T19:28:34.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scare or respect?&lt;br /&gt;People listen to you, obey you...&lt;br /&gt;But does it really mean that they respect you??&lt;br /&gt;Or just in d other way?&lt;br /&gt;Scare you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes a leader doesn.t mean everything,&lt;br /&gt;after all, people who stand in ur side... are those who decide..&lt;br /&gt;d meaning of leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for all that I do ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109880484004131752?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109880484004131752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109880484004131752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/scare-or-respect-people-listen-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109871084842323349</id><published>2004-10-25T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:30:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if u r PK Hem? No Big Deal!&lt;br /&gt;Aha.. just a sentence to make u call up ur parentz.. &lt;br /&gt;WHat so big if i din't sign my report card??&lt;br /&gt;It.s my fault yea.. Right!&lt;br /&gt;What did my mom did in school??&lt;br /&gt;Spend whole day.. &lt;br /&gt;Knowing every single of my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Well not every.. but almost.. &lt;br /&gt;10:30 to 1pm.. &lt;br /&gt;After this, Pn. Kauthur grab me for more then an hour talk.. &lt;br /&gt;Return to UBK room with all mess in my workz.. Thankz my mother.. spend an hour in that room with YMM, until all PRS must leave that wonderful room, and.. d com..&lt;br /&gt;Aha.. I didn.t get to save my file yet.. YMM off it.. COOL!!! Gotta redo everything.&lt;br /&gt;THat wonderful PK HEM, fal inlove with me, nope.. but my Panduan Keselamatan Murid?? &lt;br /&gt;Awkward man.. 4 design,created by school topest designer... SHE, REJECTED eVERY 1 OF thEm.. &lt;br /&gt;Guess what?? Cannot tahan her d.. I, Just simply draw a house.. with school badge... AND, she approve it.?? WHat the?? Thanks Jac Kee for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha.. Called to China and NZ, with my dead voice, i think i really scared them off.. GREAT!! Sorry man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano? suck!. hurt my wisrt... and.. exam in 15 dayz.. dun mention bout wat teacher said.. Grosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd whAt now?? Rushing 4 what selamat thingy.. Safety?? NAH@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEad rats ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109871084842323349?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109871084842323349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109871084842323349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-if-u-r-pk-hem-no-big-deal-aha.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109854714079027523</id><published>2004-10-23T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T23:59:00.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many frist time,1st time have such a great meeting.. &lt;br /&gt;Today is d very 1st meeting after Little Noise new board is born.&lt;br /&gt;Really great man.. Every1 talk alot.. and we fight 4 it man.. &lt;br /&gt;Not like last time.. every1 was quiet and sum of them will fall as sleep, &lt;br /&gt;GREAT!! &lt;br /&gt;I can see that every1 took part in everything n they love it,&lt;br /&gt;many suggestion, many ideas, many quarrel.. aha.. right.. meeting mah.. &lt;br /&gt;Whoo.. cool man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very 1st time to play ,zhong nuan. (chinese instrument), 1st time, dun even know how 2 read d score.. chinese ..jian pu.. is kinda diffrent wif western score.. have what ..D diao.. G diao.. kinda kelam kabut.. 1st time.. but it.s a nice feeling to learn sumthing new. This zhong nuan tingy kinda like guitar, but gotta read d score carefully, hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like .. Love and freedom ~Danny, might b performing that song next week.. YAYA!!! 1st time rapping, hope Kah Hoe can manage d music tingy, or mayb Kee Tat?? *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamz ~ munG &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109854714079027523?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109854714079027523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109854714079027523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/many-frist-time1st-time-have-such.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109843115801494910</id><published>2004-10-22T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T15:51:35.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah yeah, I know how to play international chess d.. YAYA.. but Russian chess still blur blur geh.. YAYA, Liz know how to play chinese chess loh.. Bernard is cute.. he keep on wondering.. why chinese chess have ..elephant.. and ..horse.. aha!! He is d 1st guy i met, who son't know how to play cards.. eh.. Bird know how to play ar? (oh yea..Bird din.t go to school 2day, really ar?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school 4 what?? Poker and Chess and running around?? Right. This is school life eh?? *roll eyes*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda lucky? Met Aunty May just now.. whoo, more lenglui d... and.. yes.. she is going to china.. Look around me.. so many ppl going to china.. Kam,CD,Piggy, MK... China having sales yea??  Hehe.. next month have activity d.. go mom house and.. ICE SKAtiNg.. (aunty may said she fretch me home leh.. whoo) COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is d 2nd day, my house.s water paip, don't even have a drop of water.. but outside d window.. it is raining.. wanna swim in d rain.. Boo teach geh.. Tuff man.. shit also no water to wash my butt. ARG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need H2O ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109843115801494910?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109843115801494910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109843115801494910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeah-yeah-yeah-i-know-how-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109819557634530609</id><published>2004-10-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T22:19:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was really boring if u stay in class... but mine are quite diffrent.. ehe. spend half day in PRS room, type letter as an excuse but acually ..tan Aircond.. N have sum fun with photoshop. Then running up and down in d school with a very good reason, raptai konon.. kinda tired.. rather stay in class.. Kwi said she will teach me origari (i think) hope can b in class tomolo.. more then a week din.t stay in class d.. Hey.. i really love bulan puasa, off school at 12:30pm.. now can reach home by 2pm.. so .siok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied to Miss Leela just now.. paisei paisei.. eh.. told her i went 4 piano exam yesterday.. (acually i am sleeping at home). Skiped school yesterday, din't go 4 that audition.. everyone was looking 4 puimun// funzdo? Today everyone was like.. Puimun.. "go tell teacher lah.. I helped u to reserve a place.. u can atend 4 autidion again".. Agh.. so sweet.. thankz my frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 23 dayz time.. it's my piano exam. Practise practise and practise.. what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey mood ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109819557634530609?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109819557634530609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109819557634530609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/school-was-really-boring-if-u-stay-in.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109800173768225910</id><published>2004-10-17T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T16:28:57.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, hey man. Life is really great, aha, y? too many activity yea? I went 4 mua buddy bday party last night, it was awesome, got to met so many primary frenz.. aha, kinda fun to chat wif them, all lengzai and leng lui d.. uhuh.. so nice.. Yeah.. sleep at 3am i think.. really funny.. and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day b4 that.. Aunty Kam, came to malaysia to visit us.. she live in Hong Kong.. goodie.. dinner again.. aikz.. tiring day.. and happy.. Hey.. if I go to Hong Kong.. aha.. everything is free.. just call Aunty Kam.. This is what she said.. *blink*.  Grandma is planing to go back to china.. i think? Just 2 visit her parentz and travel gua.. (I never knew that mua grandma is from China.. and.. I have so many relative in china and hong kong and Taiwan and..) complicated yea? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired.. few day not enough sleep.. Went for Choir practise in a really blur mood.. don't really know what i am talking about also.. gotta get a nap.. a love 1.. atleast i hope so.. it's 4:30 d.. and.. later have lesson sumore.. AHGAGA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109800173768225910?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109800173768225910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109800173768225910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/yo-hey-man.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109767417499602166</id><published>2004-10-13T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T21:31:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo... this was really great!! Can't get an A for Chinese essay just bcoz : .It is too negative, our government want every pupil to be positive….. AHA!!   What is d title of d essay? &lt;Middle-school student aspiration&gt; Funny!! I just wrote d fact.. teacher said *no matter what, u can use ur ~IMAGINATION~ but not negative points* AHAHAHAHA!!! Wordless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clicked tongue ~ munG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109767417499602166?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109767417499602166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109767417499602166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109750378645471736</id><published>2004-10-11T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T19:37:55.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listining to Rockapella ~ You Are So beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the world is round, so no matter how far you go, no matter how hard you try, you r still living in a place call earth.&lt;br /&gt;"Life is helpless, but I still want to live" ~ FAZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single thread in a tapestry&lt;br /&gt;though its color brightly shines&lt;br /&gt;can never see its purpose&lt;br /&gt;in the pattern of the grand design&lt;br /&gt;and the stone that sits up on the very top&lt;br /&gt;of the mountain's mighty face&lt;br /&gt;does it think that it's more important&lt;br /&gt;than the stones that forms the base&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can you see what your life is worth&lt;br /&gt;or where your value lies&lt;br /&gt;you can never see through the eyes of man&lt;br /&gt;you must look at your life&lt;br /&gt;look at your life through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;A lake of gold in the desert sand&lt;br /&gt;is less than a cool fresh spring&lt;br /&gt;and to one lost sheep, a shepard boy&lt;br /&gt;is greater than the richest king&lt;br /&gt;should a man lose everything he owns&lt;br /&gt;has he truly lost his worth&lt;br /&gt;or is it the beginning&lt;br /&gt;of a new and brighter birth&lt;br /&gt;So how do you measure the worth of a man&lt;br /&gt;in wealth or strength or size&lt;br /&gt;in how much he gained or how much he gave&lt;br /&gt;the answer will come to ya&lt;br /&gt;to look at his life through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;lai-la-lai...through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;and that's why we share all we have with you&lt;br /&gt;though there's little to be found&lt;br /&gt;when all you've got is nothing&lt;br /&gt;there's lots to go around&lt;br /&gt;No life can escape being blown about&lt;br /&gt;by the winds of change and chance&lt;br /&gt;and though you never know all the steps&lt;br /&gt;you must learn to join the dance&lt;br /&gt;through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just that easy ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109750378645471736?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109750378645471736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109750378645471736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/listining-to-rockapella-you-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109733720534963666</id><published>2004-10-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T23:53:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to Persis, like that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very tiring day. I could rarely remember what I did today, din't fool, but also not serious, still that sot sot Pui Mun. Went to MPO 4 a master class. It's about choral thingy, no doubt, Little Noise is still d noisiest group in there. AHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Little Noise (choir) election d, GAH!! JeeezzZ, I am now d new (under probation) &lt;-- [ignore it.] Publicity Director. Aha.. Publicity? Sort of promoting d group yea?? Poster design oh.. Designing.. not bad not bad.. Pui Mun can design geleh..!! Kinda shock, actually I knew I will bcom 1, Aiyer.. Perasan again. AHA.. Lame style of mine. Well, still dizzy with blur. I know nothing bout promotes. I HATE promotion walaupun ada discount, aha.. what now? Need to do promotion yea? YAYA!! Can do business d. Promotion leh.. not bad.. like lelong lelong thingy. Lelong my group. Nice name yea? Little noise, OKOK.. start now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pui Mun’s announcement:&lt;br /&gt;Helli everyone, Little Noise is a choir group, concert will be held in coming 5th of Marth! Come Come Come..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that kind of promoting? Gila ke? AikZ.. better learn up sum skill. Who knows? Maybe next year onward, Little Noise will be super choir group of Malaysia? Thankz to this director.. Aha.. chun leh.!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. dream a lot. Dare to dream konon. Kekek. Feel much better now. Persis is a really nice song. Recommend it to you guys. I love that song for few years d.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreaming of a bright road ~ munG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109733720534963666?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109733720534963666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109733720534963666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/listening-to-persis-like-that-song.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109724425200157989</id><published>2004-10-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T22:07:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo's day</title><content type='html'>Finish chapter one of .The Small Bachelor. by P.G. Wodehouse. It is super damn funny; chapter 1 can just make u laugh till upside down. Aha! Can.t wait to finish d whole book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. went to Boo.s house today.. Mess up her house, fooling around, took a lot of crazy pic.. and. Gossip, er.. did I just say gossip?? Oh.. can.t remember.. nothing happen yeah.. right.!! AnD I DIN.T mash up her Camera (clicked tongue) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at 5pm, 1st thingz, let my bud on d piano sit.. then let.s have sum practise. Hey, my exam next month 11st, I am going to die.. really scary, need to work more harder and harder and harder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysion Idol!!! WATCH!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booing around! ~ munG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109724425200157989?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109724425200157989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109724425200157989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/boos-day.html' title='Boo&apos;s day'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109714372043553464</id><published>2004-10-07T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T18:08:40.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alwayz that 1 person</title><content type='html'>Watched The Passion of the christ ~ Mel Gibson, dun really know what shall I feel, tears just slide down like that.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;No school today, kinda relaz at home, practise my piano 4 almost whole day, exam next month, gotta work more harder.. Imaging teacher staring n said that u lack of practise then dun let u go 4 d exam.. then rugi 4 d examination fee.. Argh.. scary.. no doubt that i really lack of practise, thatnks 4 d school examination. I just got my exam's book last last week, and next month is d exam.. aikz. practise, practise and practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burn a cd 4 mama, Rockapella + Instrumental geh, she likes it alot, sure lah. i burn gemah.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is International ~ munG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109714372043553464?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109714372043553464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109714372043553464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/alwayz-that-1-person.html' title='Alwayz that 1 person'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109690617833727597</id><published>2004-10-05T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T00:10:40.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hippie, hippie... &lt;br /&gt;I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;Far far away in that little Island&lt;br /&gt;You seem so good&lt;br /&gt;Having a nicelife there&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a big hug&lt;br /&gt;Love you squeez&lt;br /&gt;It let me feel safe, comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;You told me not to give up&lt;br /&gt;Not to miss you,&lt;br /&gt;I din.t meant to let my tearz out,&lt;br /&gt;But it just slide down without i noticed bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn.t forget bout you,&lt;br /&gt;d way you talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;so kind and lovely,&lt;br /&gt;d way you cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;no matter in what matter,&lt;br /&gt;d way you scolded me,&lt;br /&gt;just 4 my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are here to share everything happenz in my life..&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;You look at me with a warm smile,&lt;br /&gt;"I will be with you" you said &lt;br /&gt;After all you gave me a kiss and another warm hug&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with my pillow wet.&lt;br /&gt;Staring at d ring you gave me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109690617833727597?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109690617833727597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109690617833727597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/hippie-hippie.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109690525435152901</id><published>2004-10-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T23:56:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>正在尝试用华语，可笑，想了很久， 终于在无聊的夜晚，用无聊的心情，为这画下了优美的废话。。。 无聊对吧。。 也不能这么说，好起嘛！看不到中文的你们。。 呵呵呵！可以写你们的坏话罗！哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend whole day with grandma, we talked bout her life, her story, her other half, and more and more... Kinda fun, get to know her more, old people.s world is part that you couldn.t really reach in. Don't really know why would they think like that, and don.t really understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny is a green fingger, my garden.. kinda cool, have more then 5 types of veg. need not go to markets for veg, cool yea? *nodded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src="http://www.iownjoo.com/freeimghost/munG/hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man life is always diff. from us.. their thought, aHA. COuldn.t think what kind of life it is, alone in a big house, silence, lonely, or what? AIkz... Can.t stop thinking... Wondering, how could sum of their child, bear to left their parentz alone,  dun care bout them at all?? Arlkz,, think too much d.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookz like Boo is suffering with her exam, Ahaha, Goodie.. she looks pretty harfworking at this exam, not like me.. HEY!! Good luck 4 her Chemis.. which i think i pass d.. Ahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry when it is dark in d midnight, bcoz dawn is there waiting 4 us. ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109690525435152901?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109690525435152901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109690525435152901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/spend-whole-day-with-grandma-we-talked.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109688787193134555</id><published>2004-10-04T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T19:04:31.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished "Just A Boy ~ Maeve Henry"... Kinda nice. Can't stop thinking... too many to think.. Life really short.. Still remember d feeling hugging by mummy, then primary, then secondary... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend whole day with my grandma, she talk about her life, her past, her other half... She is beautiful, no only apperiance, but also inside, from her heart.. what she did 4 our family.. it's more then everything you could imaging... Can't imaging how she is going to spend her life alone in me home town, could bear to think bout it.. Lonely, oldish.... Asked her to stay with us 4ever, but she miss her home.. has her way, her language, her frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look up d sky,d cloud are still so nice, I can feel d wind, it just gave me a peak om my cheek. It's a wonderful feeling. Sometimes, we need not think too much, just let it be, everything will go right just in it's own way... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun be blur ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109688787193134555?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109688787193134555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109688787193134555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-finished-just-boy-maeve-henry.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109673298599668067</id><published>2004-10-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T00:03:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquito's brain</title><content type='html'>Get Boo's cd finally, enjoying it... thankz ducky... &lt;br /&gt;Rushed to d hospital after my choir practise, reach there straight at 10pm, took 2 hour for that, late yea/? and i am hungry... and sweaty.. Papa kinda pain.. aha.. but still can b "gong gu lou" not bad yeah... He keep on repeating d same story whole day... so many sliver yea!! *nod head, hope he get well soon.. and hurray, they got d robbery, pity him, kena box until like pig d.. &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If time can erase our memory, &lt;br /&gt;I hope I can die now, &lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't want to let go, &lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't want to live new. &lt;br /&gt;Just that it meanzfull, &lt;br /&gt;Friendz is alwayz better than lover, &lt;br /&gt;I heard this from everyone, &lt;br /&gt;I knew it deadly, &lt;br /&gt;But still care, &lt;br /&gt;Care bout every inches happen in you, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe d way just changez, &lt;br /&gt;No longer that idiot donging your heart, &lt;br /&gt;No longer that one who act like I know everything, &lt;br /&gt;No longer that one who care you that much, &lt;br /&gt;But still you, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe... just deeply inside, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe... just 4 memory, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all for once, &lt;br /&gt;Crazy, Foolish, Idiot, &lt;br /&gt;But not now, &lt;br /&gt;Timez means everything, &lt;br /&gt;I still remember how much I crazy bout u, &lt;br /&gt;But when i heard it again, &lt;br /&gt;I feel happy, &lt;br /&gt;Happy because I finally found my way, &lt;br /&gt;Happy because I finally woke up from a wonderful dream, &lt;br /&gt;Try hard once, &lt;br /&gt;Now it's time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendz is always better then lover, &lt;br /&gt;*nod hardly* &lt;br /&gt;I will always put u in my heart, &lt;br /&gt;I will still love you, &lt;br /&gt;But just not in that way, &lt;br /&gt;In a way call friendz. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109673298599668067?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109673298599668067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109673298599668067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/mosquitos-brain.html' title='Mosquito&apos;s brain'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109662474830793590</id><published>2004-10-01T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T17:59:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just recieved mummy called said that papa is safe now, so glad, joy.. Couldn't defy that happiness jumping around in me. &lt;br /&gt;I don't really know wat happen, I was in d office this afternoon, then sumone called n said that papa injured n on his way to SJMC, ... Heard that Puchong company get rob, papa wanna protect his company and dunno what.. then injured.. Mommy dun allowed me follow 2 d hospital, need to take care brother and grandma... GAH!! Neway, i can do nothing there too..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still see you,&lt;br /&gt;I could still smell you,&lt;br /&gt;I could still feel you, &lt;br /&gt;but you are no longer alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short and time pass fast,&lt;br /&gt;We used to walk fast and seldom look back,&lt;br /&gt;How offen you slow down ya footstep?&lt;br /&gt;How offen you tell ur parents that you love them?&lt;br /&gt;How offen you admit at things you did wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomolo, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe next second,&lt;br /&gt;People beside you will just disappear, &lt;br /&gt;without ya notice.&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel? (nothing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D sky are still blue,&lt;br /&gt;D moutain are stil green,&lt;br /&gt;Kinda appreciate to have such a good life,&lt;br /&gt;and such a good buddy like u,&lt;br /&gt;2 appear in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle kidzo ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109662474830793590?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109662474830793590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109662474830793590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-recieved-mummy-called-said-that.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109653142357153197</id><published>2004-09-30T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T16:25:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Pui Mun, happy bruffday"&lt;br /&gt;"uhuh??"&lt;br /&gt;"Pui Mun, your bday right?"&lt;br /&gt;"uhuh?"&lt;br /&gt;There are a few peeps came up non stop saying happy bruffday... Wuah!! this ear brufday 3 times d still have ar?? Dunno which Pui Mun in CHS bruffday.. but not this mosquito here... lolz!! Thanks neway, kinda happy.. ahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, holidayz gonna end.. examz end = holiday endz.. whuat a sad day.. sniff!! Dun care dun care... They are going to Taman Pertanian this Saturday, hope i can make it.. ublek, mission imposible.. &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EI! Pui Mun, your hand are so cold!! HEY, ya fore head are so hot.. YOU SICK YOU SICK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, i know, i know"&lt;br /&gt;I am so tristy, 4 d entire day... hot and sweating, and fever, and i am cold.. yes, cold... during English, i hoping 4 a blanket... but i am hot too.. sickness... huh!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, i can still online here.. uhahaha.. Don't worry, my body.s bakteria needs sum food also mah.. then they attach me for it.. yaya!! can't go swim d.. sigh.. dun care.. going to play golf later.. maybe can sneak to swim too.. yaya.. better dun let my mom know i fall sick.. so let's Shh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booing around ~ munG &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109653142357153197?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109653142357153197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109653142357153197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/09/pui-mun-happy-bruffday-uhuh-pui-mun.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109646260009600755</id><published>2004-09-29T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:56:40.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo!&lt;br /&gt;What Special today??? BIG BIG BIG!!! Liz came back from Japan... whoo.. welcome back Liz.. couldn.t wait till 2molo, wanna listen to her 3 weeks long story...YaYAYA, Aikz, exam r really irritating, cannot chit chat alomg, GRH!! Neway, it's cool too, can have sum rest.. relaz.. after this week, you might seeing me flying around in d school castle... Let's see, what shall i do next? Project after PMR, School safe tingy, School magazine, er... sei fo sei fo.. better dun think so much...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah Mun, I dun wanna attend 4 d meeting yea"&lt;br /&gt;"no pro, wanna take over my place?"&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyer Ah Mun ar, so shui 1, PMR still need to do work, i wanna go 1U ar."&lt;br /&gt;"blek!"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bcom shui yan d.. so sad.. I also wanna take rest, I also wanna go hang kai, I also wanna sleep at home..(sounds like kidz, aiyer, so unlike me, shh..) who wanna work at holiday?? Phew, dun care.. after October, I wanna fly, fly, fly and fly... Let's have holiday together... uYAYAYA!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, B happy. ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109646260009600755?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109646260009600755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109646260009600755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/09/boo-what-special-today-big-big-big-liz.html' title=''/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109638803912386647</id><published>2004-09-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T00:13:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake Festival</title><content type='html'>Today is mooncake festival, really happy. House is hosting a party, I didn't help my family in a thing... dun wanna do, good reason yeah? just wait 4 food onli.. Steamboat, what can i do? Chop d Crab yeah?? Mama say.. shoo off.. shoo off.. lalala.. night all d gurst come.. mom came too.. so good.. i never know she will come.. so damn happy.. Jin they all came too.. we have a little fun .. like kids, playing landen, fooling around, then burn my leg.. what else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No moon.. but d weather r great... really enjoy b wif them in d garden.. 5 of us... just b happy and play candles.. Making jokes around.. YAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not here.. yes, all of you who reading this blog.. r not here.. can't feel d fun, can't teman me with d joy.. but nvm, perhaps, u guys have ya fun too? YeaH.. Boo can't even online.. papa using com whole day... Aikz.. Nvm, laugh is no good 4 tomolo's exam, so Good luck to her in her exam loh... Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't go your way, look up d skies and say "hey, it's ok" ~ munG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109638803912386647?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109638803912386647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109638803912386647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/09/mooncake-festival.html' title='Mooncake Festival'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109616006608114600</id><published>2004-09-26T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T20:11:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination</title><content type='html'>Saturday, this is not like what I used to go, skiped my entire evening plan, coz cousin having his wedding... Didn.t attend for neither last night dinner nor this morning ceremony, just went for dinner, hm, add math on Monday, what to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great; saw some school buddies, why? Coz  one of my cousin get one table for his friends, it.s cool to see friends who didn.t contact for one years, all of them kinda leng zai and leng lui. Mommy kena trap, she got to sang at the stage, thank her daughter, nyek nyek!! Neway, d service at .Tai Tong. restaurant is terrible, they don.t even know how to smile, hey, this is wedding, not funeral man. Papa almost wanted to see their manager. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner end at 11:30 pm .thought this is d of my day but went to Uncle Albert.s house...moon cake festival mah.... wow, imaging his house, 4 generations under a shutter, more then 26 people stay in that house, well, it.s almost like my school field (include their garden).. So many people, won.t get bored de.. hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined my friends, crazy whole night... I counted, 6 of us, drank 32 can of Tiger and Casberg, (shh)... reach home at 2:30 am, on my computer... wanted to do add math...end up bloging here Uhuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explore the hidden hapiness in yer heart. ~ Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109616006608114600?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109616006608114600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109616006608114600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/09/destination_109616006608114600.html' title='Destination'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454779.post-109602283760325903</id><published>2004-09-25T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T19:05:33.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mosquito's buzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;BOO!&lt;br /&gt;YeS YES YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can see Jay Chou? leng zai leh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks a million to Jia Ying who help me in EVERYTHING, (even register).. even she doesn't like Jay CHou... she is so kind, nice and wow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;All for now and now for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a nice day and the day is nice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454779-109602283760325903?l=ubecaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/feeds/109602283760325903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454779&amp;postID=109602283760325903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109602283760325903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454779/posts/default/109602283760325903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubecaz.blogspot.com/2004/09/mosquitos-buzz.html' title='mosquito&apos;s buzz'/><author><name>PuiMun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16917889994952594431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
