<?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-2798339845940386881</id><updated>2012-02-01T04:42:24.888-08:00</updated><category term='dad&apos;s birthday'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='eccentricities'/><category term='sigh'/><category term='Real life in Jesus Christ'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>:: iVAN'S USUAL SP0T ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-8617870955866235125</id><published>2009-10-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:49:10.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real life in Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Reopening x)</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened since i last wrote here x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, God is so much more real in my life now O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't have much time to blog, choir practice before service tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the MSG(methodist small group) election for the MSG commitee 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a nominee o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were 18 people there who could vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were ten names on the whiteboard, each with a number next to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there are five posts on the commitee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were asked to take pieces of paper and pencils, and write down the numbers of seven people which we think would do good on the commitee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 18 votes O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of any reason why they would ALL vote for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it was the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was telling me "son, if I'm behind you, there's nothing you can't do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i had my own opinions about which post i want and which i don't want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that's to be decided when all five of us are together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i realized that if i choose a job that's easy for me, i'd be avoiding an encounter with God O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, God's will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will accept any position He chooses for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me to keep my promise, because only You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can do EVERYTHING through HIM who gives me strength." Phillipians 4:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8617870955866235125?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8617870955866235125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=8617870955866235125&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8617870955866235125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8617870955866235125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2009/10/reopening-x.html' title='Reopening x)'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4303325095410863977</id><published>2009-05-30T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T04:09:58.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update o.O</title><content type='html'>been so long xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busybusybusybusy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a facebook account now! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, Tammi has gone to Grace Chapel's church retreat, and i forgot my phone's PIN and now i gotta find its PUK =.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever-present jealousy issues =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insecurity? or stupidity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backupsinging in church tmr, yay! and choir o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my housemate Jiun is sick o.O get well soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...finals are near....and....sem break is getting nearer =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i won't be going back to KK this sem break =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expensive =.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm gonna take a winter elective(if i can) so my third year will be lighter on me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually first years arent allowed to take electives(gotta wait till 2nd or 3rd year) so this is a great opportunity =D we hafta take four electives in our course(architecture) so if i get one done this year, i can do one less in third year =D i'm planning to take another one in winter of next year, then i wont have any electives in the oh-so-stressful third year o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmmmm.....yeah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths." 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bought a printer xD 'cause if i left my mess on my floor, i'd HAVE no floor =.x&lt;br /&gt;♫Does your room have a lot of trash in it?&lt;br /&gt;no trash except in my waste paper bin, a lot of junk though o.O and i haven't been living here that long =.x&lt;br /&gt;♫Do you enjoy going through the car wash?&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i wasn't in a car xD&lt;br /&gt;♫If you bought an apartment, would you rather be on the bottom floor or top?&lt;br /&gt;Top!&lt;br /&gt;♫Can you usually figure out what time it is, without looking at the clock?&lt;br /&gt;I was more accurate in KK xDxD here in Tasmania, nope xD&lt;br /&gt;♫Are you allowed to have boys sleep over?&lt;br /&gt;Gahah Tammi corrected you xD yes i am if i tell my landlord first xD&lt;br /&gt;♫Were you ever an honor roll student?&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of pastry =.x&lt;br /&gt;♫Are you running out of your favorite perfume?&lt;br /&gt;no perfume =.x&lt;br /&gt;♫Who's your bestfriends love interest?&lt;br /&gt;Me ;D&lt;br /&gt;♫What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;my laptop fan =.x&lt;br /&gt;♫What were you/the driver doing wrong the last time you got pulled over?&lt;br /&gt;My mom jumped the traffic queue 'cause i was sick o.O&lt;br /&gt;♫What movie do you wish you had starred in?&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman!&lt;br /&gt;♫Do you love your mom?&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;♫Do you ever hear random noises, or see things out of the corner of your eye?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, i think i'm oversensitive to stuff like that o.O&lt;br /&gt;♫Have you ever thrown up on someone?&lt;br /&gt;eh..no o.O&lt;br /&gt;♫Do you obsess over little things?&lt;br /&gt;I think so o.O&lt;br /&gt;♫Have you madeout with your girl bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Yes =p&lt;br /&gt;♫Have you ever just sat outside by yourself on a nice warm day, soaking in the sun?&lt;br /&gt;People don't do that in Malaysia, and the Tasmanian sun can really roast =.x&lt;br /&gt;♫If you could teleport, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;i would go to Singapore every moment i don't have class o.O or maybe go home to KK for visits, and i would NEVER be late for ANYTHING anymore xD&lt;br /&gt;♫Have you ever had to take a pregnancy test?&lt;br /&gt;o.O =.= no&lt;br /&gt;♫What is the oldest picture you have up in your room?&lt;br /&gt;oldest...i don't have many pictures in my room o.O probably the one of me and Tammi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: surveys_____x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1731959987669751240?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1731959987669751240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1731959987669751240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i waiting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have they all flown?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3747414026052351140?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3747414026052351140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3747414026052351140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3747414026052351140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3747414026052351140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2009/03/feels-like-im-fading-am-i-gone-why-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7025024504814899117</id><published>2009-02-18T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:30:33.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TASMANIAAAAAAaaaaa</title><content type='html'>hi guys! more or less settled down, but don't have internet where i'm staying so can't post pictures yet =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in UTAS' Learning Hub now, using one of the computers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made TONS of new friends, so many i can't remember the names of some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great housemates, and only a little homesick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates when i have time to come to the Learning Hub again =.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or when my housemates and i get our own line =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7025024504814899117?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7025024504814899117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7025024504814899117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7025024504814899117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;=D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two faces in one 'cause i don't know whether to be happy or sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss so many things, so many places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all...so many &lt;em&gt;people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family, my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, about my life nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tammi's been busy lately, seems to me her school's management suddenly went crazy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she doesn't have much time for me right now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much less time for my little stories and complaints =.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm trying to store them up for when she has time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in the absence of smses or skype calls sometimes, i've been doing alot of quiet thinking o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting myself in the shoes of others...and trying not to feel like my shoes are bad xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course...world of warcraft xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just last night we had a raid on the Alliance city of Stormwind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we OWNED!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is preparation week for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check-ups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haircut(later) o.O no more tail xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...wonder if i'll feel like updating again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-468191625368777418?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/468191625368777418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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photography blog! and she's &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go support her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/photographix"&gt;www.xanga.com/photographix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's all still life now, but she might post some fashion stuff, since she IS gonna be a famous fashion designer someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey tammi, don't forget to put up guys' fashion oso ah xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1061013764768387436?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1061013764768387436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1061013764768387436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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things..</title><content type='html'>First off, in Pasir Panjang Brethren Church's youth fellowship in Singapore, i was praying with tammi, and i prayed for her headache, and when i touched her head, it went away o.O&lt;br /&gt;it came back later, but she was more energized xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started my tin-pin chain..no photos yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent tinkered with vishal's printer yet, but i found another old printer under the bed in the maid's room, and my dad was like "so old..open it la" xD when i asked if i could..so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that i've become a stay-&lt;strong&gt;out&lt;/strong&gt;-late kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a stay-&lt;strong&gt;up&lt;/strong&gt;-late kind of person for a while before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm a stay-&lt;strong&gt;OUT&lt;/strong&gt;-late person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think it's because of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've become too numerous to post, even to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they all hurt =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;brightly colored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are the &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8569487945875034825?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8569487945875034825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1394951612463939279</id><published>2008-10-10T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:19:49.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back...</title><content type='html'>i'm home, guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bought Gundam Exia 1/60 model...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm making a tin pin chain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe later i'm gonna tinker with the printer vishal gave me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my uni plans have been confirmed...(UTAS, going on february 13th next year..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad wants to take me to sandakan on monday to help him with his presentation(nervous, but can't wait..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going youth tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tammi and i got couple rings =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the HECK am i unhappy??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='back...'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4967030034040726720</id><published>2008-10-06T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:27:09.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More dreams...</title><content type='html'>why nowadays so many dreams...almost every night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe 'cause i eat before i sleep o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting super tired of waking up in the middle of the night feeling angry or sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i forgot the cute dream =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, on the train, i had a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, hovering..in 3rd person view o.O like in counter-strike after you die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looking at myself, being friends with joe jonas(i was likt wth??? every night got him???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then met tammi, and uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad stuff happened which i don't want to discuss, and the me i was looking at shouted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was a weird earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, shaking, but only left to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4967030034040726720?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4967030034040726720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1033333527880270501</id><published>2008-10-04T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:35:04.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okay....</title><content type='html'>jeremy and i missed the train back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today jeremy took an aerobus back to kl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to stay with justin for while, see more of singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i took a nap xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im staying illegally in justin's room o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun oh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later going youth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight then i type out my cute dream xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1033333527880270501?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1033333527880270501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1033333527880270501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1033333527880270501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1033333527880270501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay.html' title='okay....'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5293262839360703377</id><published>2008-10-02T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:03:15.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>i had a freakin' nightmare.</title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently tammi's been obsessed with the jonas brothers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and has a crush on joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that has left me...shaken, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the night of the 2nd(well actually, it was the morning of the 3rd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a freakin' nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place jeremy n i stayed at was near a skate park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the dream, i was at the skate park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw tammi linked arms with mr. joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stupid, i know. but it hurt, okay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was going through what he is and what i'm not and what i might lack that he has..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tammi was like "what? he's famous! and he sure sings a hell lot better that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she turned away and mr. joe smirked at me and they left, and i froze for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i was suddenly looking at myself from third person view, and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collapsed sideways and hit my head whack on the concrete o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freakin' &lt;em&gt;died&lt;/em&gt; in my freakin' dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i woke up in darkness and quiet, in the room jeremy n i rented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i suffocated myself back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about an emo night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tammi please don't get mad, i'm just trying to solve my insecurity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys(girls included), i need opinions on celebrity crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tammi is obsessed with joe jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i be worried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, to me, if i crushed, i consider myself cheating already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think girls consider it to be no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel automatically compared to the celebrities she crushes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i sing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joe jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;em&gt;singer&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not too good looking, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what chance do i have against a celebrity??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like..one out of six million, if any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, would you get mad if your guy was crushing on a girl celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe girls don't roll that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm overly paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm too territorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm being selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i consider myself a very low maintenance guy..(as in as a boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i told tammi, all i need is&lt;br /&gt;-to be the only one&lt;br /&gt;-if we are with other people and she can't talk to me too much or anything, at least give me a small sign that she still notices me(she does this pretty well)&lt;br /&gt;-love me the way i am(which would become unsteady if she crushes, because i would feel..inferior, not good enough, replaced..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh..i think those are all..might be some i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-depend on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't need to be all the time, but i think all guys would agree that we like to feel useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-be honest =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really glad that tammi and i solve problems pretty well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is dragging quite long..but i think we'll be past it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should pull my point of view to match hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, see crushes as no big deal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you guys think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5293262839360703377?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5293262839360703377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5293262839360703377&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5293262839360703377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5293262839360703377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-freakin-nightmare.html' title='i had a freakin&apos; nightmare.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-89761797447524213</id><published>2008-10-02T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:51:15.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>october 2nd</title><content type='html'>today was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then not fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then fun again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the day hasn't ended, but i hope it funs up before i sleep =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, nick, if you're reading this, i am in singapore with no credit to reply you, and happy birthday xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-89761797447524213?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1847105734207023125</id><published>2008-10-01T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:50:27.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAMMI!!!</title><content type='html'>me n jeremy koh surprised her today xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i severely dislike the brothers jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because hate is murder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1847105734207023125?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1847105734207023125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4900420027813272905</id><published>2008-09-24T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:46:05.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eccentricities'/><title type='text'>Completed whale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-jOT38I/AAAAAAAAAMU/ni3vF4lwSSQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+whale7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249611644842270658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-jOT38I/AAAAAAAAAMU/ni3vF4lwSSQ/s400/Copy+of+whale7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-uCcVaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oWlPKVp36MY/s1600-h/whale6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249611647745283490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-uCcVaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oWlPKVp36MY/s400/whale6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-KYiG0I/AAAAAAAAAME/nnLGZqcmuHM/s1600-h/whale5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249611638174260034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-KYiG0I/AAAAAAAAAME/nnLGZqcmuHM/s400/whale5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's finished! but those pics were before i made the stand, so i don't have pictures of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad was like "eh..why give me things like this? *pause* but it's beautiful la..*later* wasting ink oh! *later still* waste paper oso oh!*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know he likes it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4900420027813272905?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4900420027813272905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4900420027813272905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4900420027813272905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4900420027813272905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/completed-whale.html' title='Completed whale'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNpd-jOT38I/AAAAAAAAAMU/ni3vF4lwSSQ/s72-c/Copy+of+whale7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2865174684563222466</id><published>2008-09-23T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:35:25.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eccentricities'/><title type='text'>Whale model</title><content type='html'>I'm working on a whale model for my dad for his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;which is tomo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, it's one thirty-two now, so it's today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better sleep and continue in the morning =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;progress so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNkoDYJtPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/52Yzs6bxWHw/s1600-h/Copy+of+whale3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249270879164906738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNkoDYJtPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/52Yzs6bxWHw/s400/Copy+of+whale3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNkny1mDpYI/AAAAAAAAALc/8fSWBbDKaa8/s1600-h/whale1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249270595010667906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNkny1mDpYI/AAAAAAAAALc/8fSWBbDKaa8/s400/whale1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNknywIyOoI/AAAAAAAAALk/RlQTscwiYp4/s1600-h/whale2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249270593545714306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNknywIyOoI/AAAAAAAAALk/RlQTscwiYp4/s400/whale2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNknzK4Q5KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/HjAYBNlZFYI/s1600-h/whale4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249270600724178082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNknzK4Q5KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/HjAYBNlZFYI/s400/whale4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNknzGynCII/AAAAAAAAALs/TpeHTSPNvL0/s1600-h/whale3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; mostly the head and the fins..which is the hardest part o.O the rest is pretty simple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mouth is the most irritating...i almost ripped it apart xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's okay now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to start simple with papercraft, but i had to skip a few levels for this xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so it has glue, &lt;em&gt;everywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even on me. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2865174684563222466?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2865174684563222466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2865174684563222466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2865174684563222466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2865174684563222466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/whale-model.html' title='Whale model'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNkoDYJtPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/52Yzs6bxWHw/s72-c/Copy+of+whale3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5427392236103347051</id><published>2008-09-21T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:32:56.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eccentricities'/><title type='text'>ivan's latest craze(s)</title><content type='html'>=D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the second time i'm preparing this post, so some of my..uh..wit? has gone xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papercraft! like origami, but..not...as...oriental..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i has made...8+2=10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures may be grainy =.= phone camera..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post them in the order they were made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIol81z8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ia3Wp2-beFs/s1600-h/compcube2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462277966155714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIol81z8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ia3Wp2-beFs/s400/compcube2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIom69IcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9WyAxaKNqug/s1600-h/compcube1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462278226682306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIom69IcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9WyAxaKNqug/s400/compcube1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is called "companion cube" and i don't know why o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIo-iX3aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/32gK_f1MkJo/s1600-h/mariocube2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462284566027682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIo-iX3aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/32gK_f1MkJo/s400/mariocube2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIo8pl7WI/AAAAAAAAAJk/422yks25Ikc/s1600-h/mariocube1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462284059438434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIo8pl7WI/AAAAAAAAAJk/422yks25Ikc/s400/mariocube1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the "?" cube which people who played mario should recognize xD&lt;br /&gt;"pling pling pling"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIo2hdmaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/m7Kmksf3QxQ/s1600-h/camera1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462282414725538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZIo2hdmaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/m7Kmksf3QxQ/s400/camera1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7C4AhTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y_W7bmUxmVc/s1600-h/camera2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462594968159538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7C4AhTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y_W7bmUxmVc/s400/camera2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is my new security camera! it looks so real! well, to me la, xD the only downside is it says "NUDE brother" on the side =.= 'cause i think it was designed by someone from NUDE magazine or something..but it's cool! even has a plaque xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7IJfZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/5xuVdT_Lh68/s1600-h/kirby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462596383664050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7IJfZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/5xuVdT_Lh68/s400/kirby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kirby! a nintendo character whose origins i am not familiar with at all =.= &lt;(^.^)&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7eevh1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/wUYZlVLwZoc/s1600-h/Copy+of+Lemi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462602378381138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7eevh1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/wUYZlVLwZoc/s400/Copy+of+Lemi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is a space explorer called Lemi, and he is apparently a mascot or symbol or something for...a band. i forget xD i have a blank template of him, gonna design my own =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7fyhC_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/0hdDcnTqoR4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Sbob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462602729753586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7fyhC_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/0hdDcnTqoR4/s400/Copy+of+Sbob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't need to say anything bout this guy la xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;downside: has to sit on edges =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i found him on a...spanish site o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7vBbjlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/soCEVlW3Y7I/s1600-h/Copy+of+hellboy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462606818840146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZI7vBbjlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/soCEVlW3Y7I/s400/Copy+of+hellboy1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHHvYapI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Vj3uQHogXX0/s1600-h/Copy+of+hellboy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462802432584338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHHvYapI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Vj3uQHogXX0/s400/Copy+of+hellboy2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hellboy. =D when i made him, i was advancing myself onto harder models o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(he was quite tough =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHcKy49I/AAAAAAAAAKs/OFD8mhHL8gg/s1600-h/Copy+of+totoro1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462807916274642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHcKy49I/AAAAAAAAAKs/OFD8mhHL8gg/s400/Copy+of+totoro1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHZoY3eI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ov1dTmY0hNM/s1600-h/Copy+of+totoro2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462807235091938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHZoY3eI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ov1dTmY0hNM/s400/Copy+of+totoro2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totoro, Studio Ghibli's...giant bunny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA i really like his face, it's so..."ohmigoshyou'retakingmypicture???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHvjhLOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JO2Yy9xnvSw/s1600-h/totoro3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462813120244962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHvjhLOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JO2Yy9xnvSw/s400/totoro3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and come to think of it, it reminds me of wen yiing o.O the face la xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHo9uGmI/AAAAAAAAALE/OlfYEowGlPo/s1600-h/gumbaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462811351095906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJHo9uGmI/AAAAAAAAALE/OlfYEowGlPo/s400/gumbaa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the evil mushrooms in mario xD are they called gumbaas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJRPvcBfI/AAAAAAAAALM/g7ioFQ6sl5U/s1600-h/Copy+of+gir1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462976378996210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJRPvcBfI/AAAAAAAAALM/g7ioFQ6sl5U/s400/Copy+of+gir1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJRQmrdxI/AAAAAAAAALU/vqh4PzwBAe0/s1600-h/Copy+of+gir2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462976610694930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SNZJRQmrdxI/AAAAAAAAALU/vqh4PzwBAe0/s400/Copy+of+gir2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gir from invader zim, in his lime green dog costume xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's my current favourite xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have quite a few templates left to make o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to move on to warcraft models someday =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the very square-ish models are from &lt;a href="http://www.cubeecraft.com/"&gt;www.cubeecraft.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--very good for beginners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many of the others i found at &lt;a href="http://www.gundamandrobotanime.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.gundamandrobotanime.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;characters © to their respective copyright holders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im also into gundam double zero and BEAMbots now, but i lazy post =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for reading xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5427392236103347051?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5427392236103347051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5427392236103347051&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5427392236103347051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;uhm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my study plans have been made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the choice between australia and uk has been made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave for uk on the 25th of september..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me about it if you wanna know more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s, next post is gonna be a long one o.O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8798531778760396582?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8798531778760396582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=8798531778760396582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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old/unwanted electronic components or circuit boards??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've suddenly become eccentric over them o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone?? LEDs, capacitors, diodes, anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment, talk in my cbox, or email me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ivsoox@gmail.com"&gt;ivsoox@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8528413922094928825?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8528413922094928825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=8528413922094928825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8528413922094928825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8528413922094928825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/collecting.html' title='Collecting!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5338728240767818264</id><published>2008-09-02T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:06:42.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>I hit a pigeon today! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blogged about it here!&lt;br /&gt;--------&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gcreloaded.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday-september-2nd-405pm.html"&gt;http://gcreloaded.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday-september-2nd-405pm.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the continuation at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gcreloaded.blogspot.com/2008/09/bird-thing-updated.html"&gt;http://gcreloaded.blogspot.com/2008/09/bird-thing-updated.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my youth's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5338728240767818264?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5338728240767818264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5338728240767818264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5338728240767818264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5338728240767818264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-3102639922681658657</id><published>2008-08-30T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:38:13.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my castle stands in pillars of sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, my small hut stands on the Rock of Ages =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3102639922681658657?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3102639922681658657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3102639922681658657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3102639922681658657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3102639922681658657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-castle-stands-in-pillars-of-sand-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6957773347729283925</id><published>2008-08-29T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:35:15.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://spiritlessons.com/Documents/7_Jovenes/English_7_Jovenes_Hell.htm"&gt;http://spiritlessons.com/Documents/7_Jovenes/English_7_Jovenes_Hell.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is an account of six out of seven peoples' experiences when taken to hell by Lord Jesus, so they could come back and tell us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6957773347729283925?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6957773347729283925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=6957773347729283925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6957773347729283925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6957773347729283925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5976522711314707931</id><published>2008-08-28T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:33:53.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a title..</title><content type='html'>i'm now at my dad's office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for hi to come get me and send me home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i went to the agent(for uni wan ah..) to give her my result paper to photocopy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently UK can't accept me with my results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's hard for me to get into Australia, except for two,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of which one hasn't replied me, and the other wants to see my real result paper not the slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings us back to the beginning of this post xD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another course of action of mine could be going for foundations in UK, then after that go uni lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like justin(chen) once said, off into cyber space and off into His hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5976522711314707931?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2534728344329718308</id><published>2008-08-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:46:36.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to retake "A" levels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;researching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredommmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2534728344329718308?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2534728344329718308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2908824529959327200</id><published>2008-08-19T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T05:32:43.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a very short fuse right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2908824529959327200?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2908824529959327200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2908824529959327200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without courage to cry out when i'm hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the means(my phone ran out of credit =.=) to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very surprisingly, no-one noticed o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is partially a good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause sharing a problem or a hurt is like an outstation call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person i call gets charged too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charged into the credit that is their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was deathly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is no better, if no worse =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a prisoner in my own head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no-one understands anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, no-one worldly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most important One understands =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is with me when i laugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was with me when i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i let my imagination take me to places i never dared let myself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivans are very social creatures. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let myself think of what if one day everyone i know turned their backs on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if one day it happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because last night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt it and it will not hurt me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5357259548827269564?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5357259548827269564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5357259548827269564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7861656535369930269</id><published>2008-08-13T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:22:22.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SKOWXt6c_uI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p3BUWS10uy4/s1600-h/P8020231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234192526140571362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SKOWXt6c_uI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p3BUWS10uy4/s400/P8020231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this proves that ivans are never sad for long =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the week(actually, THE week) hasn't ended yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neither has my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can see now why it seems like no-one eveer worries 'bout me xD&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SKOWXt6c_uI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p3BUWS10uy4/s72-c/P8020231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5216924727639624126</id><published>2008-08-13T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:47:46.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.M.S!!!</title><content type='html'>I NEED IT TO BE SATURDAY RIGHT NOW TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is shaping up to be one of the worst weeks in ivan history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need...youth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle is here from S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's staying in my room. i'm staying in my sisters' room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my sisters haven't been moved xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i'm sad, i have no where to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i told adrian, i feel like my habitat kena burn down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES EVERYONE TALK LIKE I DIDN'T TRY!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID OKAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST KILLED MYSELF TRYING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR MAYBE THAT DOESN'T COUNT TO YOU GUYS AS TRYING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICKOS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5216924727639624126?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5216924727639624126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1533684209322107821</id><published>2008-08-04T08:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:06:31.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is about to happen</title><content type='html'>=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1533684209322107821?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1533684209322107821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1533684209322107821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you love me do you not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All our times i've not forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When it's bright and when it's rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think of you in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5169914981441910614?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6350546366620187672</id><published>2008-07-14T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T08:08:21.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today xD</title><content type='html'>last night, i slept at 11 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, uh, i mean today, i woke up at 12 anyway =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, play games lo...well, GAME xD WoW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 7.30(i reached at 8 something) went to city mall with afew friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do something which is a surprise to some other people who did not go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i can not post here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we were at Hana, where our dear friend Yim works &gt;=D we used our "customer" status to &lt;em&gt;torture&lt;/em&gt; him! well maybe not torture la, but made him do his job xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt treat us like customers lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he treated us like friends =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*order time*&lt;br /&gt;Yim: "what u want?"(sour-ish face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unrelated thing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chong:(to arjuna) "..except this guy!" *points at me* "Lucky *insert swear word here*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: !?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chong: noba we were talking about how most gamers were single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: !?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6350546366620187672?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6350546366620187672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7798969464714469668</id><published>2008-07-13T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:11:05.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Sports day</title><content type='html'>tired...so tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*collapses, asleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*zzzSNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOREZZZZzzzz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:*mumble* nguh...read...below...post...zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7798969464714469668?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7798969464714469668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7798969464714469668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7798969464714469668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7798969464714469668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-sports-day.html' title='Family Sports day'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-869762991312105231</id><published>2008-07-12T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:56:06.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real life in Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Sudden Thoughts</title><content type='html'>just so you know, the post below this one is also a new post,  but i just went to the bathroom to brush my teeth n such, and came back to my room with a tune and chorus lyrics of a song. things like these often happen to me after or during baths or toilet/bathroom related things xD usually baths n brushing teeth. so yeah, i was singing to myself, writing down the lyrics, changing them, making new lines...now i have the whole chorus. gonna ask ronan tomorrow for help with it xD hope it works out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the main thing of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i wrote down the lyrics, a text popped up in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;Songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only three kinds of songs in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sing of the holes in ALL people's lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sing of the ways we humans try to fill those holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some, sing of the &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; person who can &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/strong&gt; fill those holes, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;         FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came up with that =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's true once i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs without words are just music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they don't count..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan mostly sings of the holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of asking WHY the holes are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i salute them for it.(them, and other musicians)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have pinpointed the entire reason why we humans are unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i salute the musicians who sing of the wannabe hole-fillers. (people like...all those gangsta balla  types xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have begun to search for the real SUPER-LIFE-HOLE-PLUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i respect with all my heart the people who sincerely sing of the above mentioned SUPER-LIFE-HOLE-PLUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY. provide the answer, to the other kinds of songs, to our suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY. point people in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY. are a light, among so many, yet so few, other lights in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whether to believe the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether to GO in the right direction,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether to look to a light, and then look to THE light, and then become a light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, is YOUR OWN decision. and my own. and our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin said tonight "i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DARE&lt;/span&gt; you to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOVE&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people have said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been dared to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ALL have been dared to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will move.with God's help, i MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i dare &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-869762991312105231?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/869762991312105231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=869762991312105231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/869762991312105231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/869762991312105231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/sudden-thoughts.html' title='Sudden Thoughts'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4316988546862611292</id><published>2008-07-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:42:24.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>i realized that my life has become such a monotony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 12pm...play world of warcraft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep at (average) 5am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...i didn't even know what day it was today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...at like 5.45pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone: *vvvt...vvvt...vvvt*(silent mode xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edmond: "ui u going tonite ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "huh going where...*looks at phone* HUH today is saturday!?! going going!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refering to youth, of course(Grace Chapel Youth Reloaded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed: "what time u going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "should be soon lo...eating together ma..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed: "eh yameh?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "yamah evry week oso we have dinner together mah! u want me to fetch u?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed: "hmm...dunno whether the maid cook dy onot...i see first la...still early right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "*starts to say yes, but looks at clock* HUH omos 6 edi eh! not early lo! O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed: "oh...liddat ah...i go myself lah..where ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "damai 88 there(88 is a row of shops in the middle of everywhere..uh...hard to describe xD an eating place la!)...usually there la...if change place i...i find someone's phone n sms u la...i no credit x.x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed: "okok cancancan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*put-ed down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya loh. went to church after a bath =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out we were going to Pizza Hut(damai), so i asked justin if he could sms edmond for me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we went and noise-polluted Pizza Hut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved their tables around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked for many many extra glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ronan finished their cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrian complained about not enough ice in the drinks(later a waiter walked past with a GIGANTIC bucketful of ice, and i was like O.O but turns out it was for the drinks machine thing at the counter xD)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we complained about some got glass cups some got plastic cups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD anything oso funny la..then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE YAM SENG FOR JUSTIN WHO IS LEAVING NEXT WEDNESDAY 10.30AM ANYONE FREE GO SEE HIM OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we yam seng-ed with his chinese name, Lim Yao Long(hope i spelled it right =S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIImmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;YAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;SENGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;(first time, we were wrongly led to say jeremy(justin's bro)'s name by...either adrian or ronan, can't remember xD)&lt;br /&gt;"eh why SENG one?"&lt;br /&gt;"LONG ba!"&lt;br /&gt;LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIImmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;YAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;YAOYAOYAOYAOYAOYAOYAOYAOYAOYAOYAO&lt;br /&gt;LOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;LIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;YAOLONGLONGLONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly like that, for like 15 minutes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to church for youth fellowship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we used the MAIN HALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos the UMS korkor n jiejie using the Annex Hall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played the-butt-jump-n-then-langgar-n-then-chuss that one xD for icebreaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had worship, led by gregory and sharon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then "ok now we pass the time to uncle chin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle chin: "ok...to make tonight special...i wont speak, but i'm taking you guys out! to easyway!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collective youth: "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to easyway damai, near justin's house there ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we went and noise-polluted easyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved their tables around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that their magazing shelf contains mainly girly mags, and MUSCLEMEN mags O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then we drank. and played. and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and samuel hit his drink on the table a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the last time, a weird bug(he called it a ladybug) appeared on the table on the spot where he hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why come out a ladybug one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "eeyer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so me and samuel concluded that thats what "zhen zhu"s are made of!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to church, and we had a Floorball discussion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is family sports day at Shan Tao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhh....not playing WoW tonight 'cause tomorrow got church xD once start wont stop =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but edmond's helping me play my character(Ivami, tauren druid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause his friend(well, my friend too now) cheng wen(dunno spell right or not)(or cw)(or his character name, Palstorm the Lansi(sombong) Donor Blood Elf Paladin)(eh edmond did u ask me to call cw "smelly"? or was that birdbird?)(birdbird=how. its...c-something how. his chinese name. forgot.)(and Divinec...is ee liang. its supposed to be divine C, as in separate, but everyone ends up calling him divinec xD as in dee-vee-neck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa that was so far off track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Palstorm is gonna go tank Archimonde, and 'cause my druid needs a helmet from him, ed help me play lo x.x cos ed can wake up, i can't xD i'd wake up at 12 x.x thanks ed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bed i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; *you* ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4316988546862611292?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4316988546862611292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4316988546862611292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4316988546862611292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4316988546862611292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4005910441451188848</id><published>2008-07-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:33:44.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tammi</title><content type='html'>I just got home from seeing Tammi off at the airport...&lt;br /&gt;i feel...a mixture of happiness for her that she can go to further her studies,&lt;br /&gt;sadness, at my shoulder to cry on and ear to complain to(XD) is going...&lt;br /&gt;and i'll miss you so much Tam..&lt;br /&gt;i do not know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4005910441451188848?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4005910441451188848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4005910441451188848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4005910441451188848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4005910441451188848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/tammi.html' title='Tammi'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2947436321390737244</id><published>2008-07-01T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:03:49.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After the 8th of July, please forgive my body if it does heartless things, as my heart will be leaving to Singapore, for God knows how long, so it will leave my brain in charge(rolls eyes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will certainly miss my heart, 'cause my brain won't know how to control this body, having been deprived of the control center for so long..i'm worried =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart, come back soon to visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT uh...THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tammi is leaving to Singapore on the 8th of July! D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpR37EuHYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zQMdzMmDWsg/s1600-h/airporttammi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218073139454287234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpR37EuHYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zQMdzMmDWsg/s400/airporttammi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;secretly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpSmTolgNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/psP-BnXErDE/s1600-h/tammibag.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218073936321151186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpSmTolgNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/psP-BnXErDE/s400/tammibag.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohno! but it can't be helped =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANOTHER THINGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you guys are wondering why my MSN name in my previous post was "Ivan the dolphin", here's why =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpT1x7ADwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PqE9yWeYxck/s1600-h/merboy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218075301661118210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpT1x7ADwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PqE9yWeYxck/s400/merboy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she drew that btw, on MSN haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she calls it "dolphining her around"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XDXDXD i'm a mer-boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2947436321390737244?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2947436321390737244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2947436321390737244&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2947436321390737244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2947436321390737244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SGpR37EuHYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zQMdzMmDWsg/s72-c/airporttammi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-879014461634453706</id><published>2008-06-30T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:57:48.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;below is a conversation between me and my friend, &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chong(camperwen)&lt;/a&gt; on MSN Messenger, which started because his personal message was "what happens if you swallow sleeping pills with coffee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;start&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i bet sleeping pills and coffee make water =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;like acid and alkaline =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What the???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lawl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i bet that a durian and a teddy bear would make water too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a hat and a sock XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a...dog and a cat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;XDXDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and water and fire-hey wait a second..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;im gonna blog about this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yo man, if you don't mind, I'm playing Trauma Center now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lol okay XD i'll blog now! and this conversation(starting from where the sleeping pill thing started from) will be posted up too! i'll link your blog XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Kewl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HERE --------&gt; &lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camperwen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thanks man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;no problem XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan the dolphin : : gundams! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i have nothing better to do anyway XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;end&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE THINGS THAT MAKE WATER&lt;br /&gt;♫a tap&lt;br /&gt;♫a guy and a girl..?&lt;br /&gt;♫a left turn and a right turn&lt;br /&gt;♫the sea&lt;br /&gt;♫a porcupine and a pincushion XD&lt;br /&gt;♫a dodo and an eagle!&lt;br /&gt;♫a vegetarian T-Rex =D&lt;br /&gt;♫&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/4230079"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ronan Lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;makes ice, so i guess that counts^^&lt;br /&gt;♫a rainbow and a mime o.O&lt;br /&gt;♫&lt;a href="http://mmh89.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hong Ming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mr. Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://camperwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/12171188"&gt;Edgar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=o&lt;br /&gt;♫the sky!&lt;br /&gt;♫the water machine in IS, it's magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good day(well, afternoon and evening, says &lt;a href="http://www.cherry-tea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tammi&lt;/a&gt;, 'cause i was asleep untill 12.53 p.m XD) today, i woke up(haha), ate a waffle while playing World of Warcraft, got hungry again, went downstairs and ate meehoon, which was my family's lunch but my breakfast o.O weird kan them =D then i went to karamunsing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause Tammi was there with her mom(Auntie Flora(i used to think her name was Rosie XD, but thats another story...and me and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jeremy747"&gt;Jeremy Koh &lt;/a&gt;used to think she was a dentist, when actually she is a Librarian who paints rocks and sings(but those are two more other stories, uhh.....oh!))) for a haircut, while her mom colored hers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Tammi was done so i went there to keep her company(we were going swimming later at the hotel where Tammi's dad(Uncle Michael(whom i didn't know his job last time, so no mixup =D), who is Director of rooms, i think...hope i didn't get it wrong, sorry uncle!) works, and Tammi's mom's hair was taking too long and Auntie Flora didn't know if she could swim with her hair just colored, so me and Tammi went alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went with Tammi, Auntie Flora, and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/musicrockz93"&gt;Tanya&lt;/a&gt;(Tammi's younger sister, whom as of yet does not have a job XD)...so yeah, we had a great time XD sorry no pictures, 'cause the sight of me shirtless would make optometrists rich, and we don't want that do we =D but also 'cause we didn't bring a camera...but the scenery there was nice...i've seen the sunset at least two days now =D i think i'll go to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting work at my dad(i just call him Dad, or "Ba" XD he's an architect(so cool!))'s office tomorrow...my working hours are irregular now, because Tammi's still around...she's leaving on the 8th of July...so i'm waiting till the 9th to start full time, so i can give her as much of my time as i can now =DDDDDD gosh this post is turning into a page, i better stop XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peaces!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-879014461634453706?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/879014461634453706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Talentless?</title><content type='html'>maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hands burn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feet run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eyes sting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart cracks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tears fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4287675111788089749?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4287675111788089749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4287675111788089749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4287675111788089749'/><link 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dad's office =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.S.A.P, guys, A.S.A.P...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3928934446675968925?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3928934446675968925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3928934446675968925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3928934446675968925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3928934446675968925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/officially-free.html' title='OFFICIALLY free!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-39950388871262206</id><published>2008-06-12T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:40:07.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M FREE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>title=post message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out i go! taking Tammi out, then band practice =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-39950388871262206?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/39950388871262206/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1723475538153915037</id><published>2008-06-11T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:26:54.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The LAST night</title><content type='html'>THE LAST NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;do you &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; what that &lt;em&gt;MEANS&lt;/em&gt;!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FINALLY FREE TOMORROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE FROM STUDYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well, at least for a little while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TAMMI&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be in bed =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1723475538153915037?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1723475538153915037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1723475538153915037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1723475538153915037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1723475538153915037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-night.html' title='The LAST night'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-764827160967717158</id><published>2008-06-09T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:49:06.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Tammi &lt;3</title><content type='html'>OOOOOOOOOOOKay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves .&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse . These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Continue this game by sending it to other people .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#1 If your lover betrayed you , what will your reaction be ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ I...would...run. That i know from experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#2 If you can have a dream to come true , what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ I WANNA BE SPIDERMAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#3 What will your dream wedding be like ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ She wouldn't mind a small beautiful garden wedding ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#4 Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ ahead of me...is...my future. and whatever that may be, my Heavenly Dad will see =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#5 What's your ideal lover like ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ She's everything &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#6 Which is more blessed , loving someone or being loved by someone ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ So you're asking if the "loving someone" is more blessed or the "being loved by someone" is more blessed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#7 How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ you make it sound like i'm waiting XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#8 If the person you secretly like is already attached , what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ Secret? but she &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;attached =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#9 Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ read my previous posts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#10 If you have a choice ,what kind of family you want to be born into ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ i am a part of three families:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-THE FAMILY OF HEAVEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-my biological family&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Grace Chapel KK english!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i wouldn't change a thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#11 Is being tagged fun ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;♫ it would be, except it's coming to four in the morning(and the tears are flowing~XDXD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#12 How do you see yourself in ten years time ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ In the miror as usual i guess...unless in ten years time someone comes up with some kind of supermirror..and even then i doubt Malaysia'll have it...or me the money to buy it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#13 Who are currently the most important people to you ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ God, my family, friends, and of course, &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; &lt;3&gt;currently?? &gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#14 What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ what kind? &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;? thats for her to know =3 *psst ask me Tam*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#15 Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ If i was married, i'd be rich no matter how poor i was. is. am. are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#16 What's the first thing you do every morning ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ I wake up in the afternoon...so...in the morning...i...breathe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#17 Would you give all in a relationship ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ Yeah whaddaya mean by "all", invisible-question-asker of i-dont-answer-you-you-answer-me-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#18 Do you live to love , live to hate or live for the sake of living ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ I...live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#19 What type of friends do you like ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#20 What type of friends do you dislike ?&lt;br /&gt;♫ i wouldn't like a "friends like Ivan" to be in this spot on anyone else's blog...though i don't like everyone(by instinct =.= i once just met a guy(a handyman) and told my mum "he's suspicious" XD), but i put up with...stuff...*off topic*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tagged by : &lt;em&gt;Tammi&lt;333&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are the 8 lucky people who's gonna be(gonna be?? &lt;em&gt;ARE&lt;/em&gt;.) tagged :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ I just realized i have NO one to tag!&lt;---did you know this was 8 people? o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-764827160967717158?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/764827160967717158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=764827160967717158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/764827160967717158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/764827160967717158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-by-tammi-3.html' title='Tagged by Tammi &lt;3'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5986995929791917143</id><published>2008-06-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:20:17.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Tammi&lt;33, my blog has a new look!&lt;br /&gt;uh. yeah. not much else...having my exams now...last paper on June 12th, then i'll be practicing for our(me ronan edwin sharon melvin) performance on IS night XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5986995929791917143?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2068947944943260212</id><published>2008-06-04T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:39:16.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SEb8yuSK4JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mSUKuGLU1yg/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,4412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208127967448457362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SEb8yuSK4JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mSUKuGLU1yg/s400/of%3D50,590,4412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SEb8m3AiNCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gvFUOKi2F74/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208127763631977506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SEb8m3AiNCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gvFUOKi2F74/s400/of%3D50,590,441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't being left out just the greatest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I've ever left anyone out, i'm sorry and i'm gonna try my best not to let anyone else feel how i feel now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to you guys who were left out by no-one, but left out because of something STUPID, i feel your pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope my blog views are ZERO now, so NO-ONE will ask about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am NOT gonna be able to get any sleep tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2068947944943260212?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2068947944943260212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2068947944943260212&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2068947944943260212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2068947944943260212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmph.html' title='Hmph.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/SEb8yuSK4JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mSUKuGLU1yg/s72-c/of%3D50,590,4412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6832838111971486722</id><published>2008-03-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T07:30:27.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff Bryan told me</title><content type='html'>"He looks like a weirdy!"--the short museum nightguard in Night at the museum&lt;br /&gt;"What, you crackin' wise??"--same guy&lt;br /&gt;"Herkylees, herkylees, herkylees!"--nutty professor's mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6832838111971486722?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5593519444456682081</id><published>2008-01-28T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:30:00.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Opening of Phonee!</title><content type='html'>hm. i'm starting a phone/gadget review site lahs. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.phonee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Phonee!&lt;/a&gt;. So lah, here lah, i use lah more lah cos in there kan, the lah lah kan kan cannot lah kan. Support ya! well, let me get started on it first lah. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5593519444456682081?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5593519444456682081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5593519444456682081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5593519444456682081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5593519444456682081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/grand-opening-of-phonee.html' title='Grand Opening of Phonee!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6449599535881058288</id><published>2007-12-31T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:59:26.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Ivan!</title><content type='html'>Lookit this, betcha never knew i was a hurricane! (shut up daniel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.geocities.com/hurricanene/Ivan-2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.geocities.com/hurricanene/hurricaneivan.htm&amp;amp;h=442&amp;amp;w=590&amp;amp;sz=87&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=5&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=-GTb68_BkMZ9iM:&amp;amp;tbnh=101&amp;amp;tbnw=135&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dhurricane%2Bivan%26svnum%3D10%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-us:IE-Address%26rlz%3D1I7ADBS"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;"This made Ivan the 5th most intense hurricane ever observed in the greater Atlantic Basin (1850-2006)."---o.O&lt;br /&gt;"As Ivan approached the Windward Islands late on September 7th, the storm underwent a rapid strengthening phase."---BWAHAH i strengthened the storm =p&lt;br /&gt;"Sustained winds quickly jumped to 125-mph as the eye of Ivan passed about 6-miles to the south of Grenada. "---reminds me of the Eye of Sauron XD&lt;br /&gt;"Ivan was the worst hurricane to strike Grenada since Hurricane Janet in 1955. "---lol Janet&lt;br /&gt;"IVAN AT PEAK INTENSITY. At the time this satellite photo was taken - Ivan had sustained winds of 165-mph (gusts 195-mph) and a barometric pressure of 26.87 inches. Fortunately, Ivan weakened by the time it reached the United States mainland"---HAHAH i could copy and paste the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;"Ivan caused severe damage in Baldwin County, Alabama, and Escambia and Santa Rosa counties, in Florida."---This just makes me sound destructive XD&lt;br /&gt;"At the time of this writing the total damage from Ivan has been estimated at $14.2 billion. "---Cripes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6449599535881058288?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6449599535881058288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=6449599535881058288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6449599535881058288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6449599535881058288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/12/hurricane-ivan.html' title='Hurricane Ivan!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2002666023879058351</id><published>2007-12-18T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T04:28:39.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUWIE</title><content type='html'>Please check out &lt;a href="http://r.yuwie.com/n-a-v-i"&gt;http://r.yuwie.com/n-a-v-i&lt;/a&gt; to earn money online!&lt;br /&gt;It's real &amp;amp; it's not fake. Join it &amp;amp; you can earn money yourself &amp;amp; I will earn it too! It's something like Friendster BUT the differences are that per page viewed you'll earn money yourself USD0.15. Imagine if you get 800+ views per day, how much USD will you think you'll earn? Think about it. &amp;amp; it's NOT a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba cuba la ppl XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2002666023879058351?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2002666023879058351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2002666023879058351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2002666023879058351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2002666023879058351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/12/yuwie.html' title='YUWIE'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5617012966604956707</id><published>2007-12-08T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T05:07:43.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh God</title><content type='html'>my name is sarah&lt;br /&gt;i am but three,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are swollen,&lt;br /&gt;i can not see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be stupid&lt;br /&gt;i must be bad&lt;br /&gt;what else could have made daddy so mad?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were better&lt;br /&gt;i wish i weren't ugly&lt;br /&gt;then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant speak at all&lt;br /&gt;i cant do nuffin wrong&lt;br /&gt;or else im locked up all day long.&lt;br /&gt;when i awake im all alone&lt;br /&gt;the house is dark&lt;br /&gt;my folks are'nt home&lt;br /&gt;when my mommy comes home i try to be nice&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i'll get just one whipping tonight.&lt;br /&gt;dont make a sound&lt;br /&gt;i just heard the car&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is back from charlie's bar.&lt;br /&gt;i hear him curse&lt;br /&gt;my name he call's&lt;br /&gt;i press myself against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;i try to hide from his evil eyes&lt;br /&gt;im so afaid now i start to cry.&lt;br /&gt;he finds me weeping,&lt;br /&gt;he shouts ugly words&lt;br /&gt;he say's its my fault&lt;br /&gt;that he suffers at work.&lt;br /&gt;he slaps me and hits me and yells at me more.&lt;br /&gt;i finally get free&lt;br /&gt;i run for the door&lt;br /&gt;he's already locked it.&lt;br /&gt;i start to bawl&lt;br /&gt;he gets me and throws me against the hard wall.&lt;br /&gt;i fall on the floor with my bones nearly broken.&lt;br /&gt;and my daddy continues with bad words spoken.&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry!" i scream&lt;br /&gt;but its much too late&lt;br /&gt;his face has bein twisted into unimaginable hate.&lt;br /&gt;the hurt and the pain again and again.&lt;br /&gt;oh please God,have mercy!&lt;br /&gt;oh please let it end!&lt;br /&gt;and he finally stops and heads for the door,&lt;br /&gt;while i lay there motionless sprawled on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is sarah,&lt;br /&gt;i am but three,&lt;br /&gt;tonight my daddy&lt;br /&gt;murderd me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5617012966604956707?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5617012966604956707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5617012966604956707&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5617012966604956707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5617012966604956707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-god.html' title='Oh God'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6333568155875225264</id><published>2007-12-08T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T04:07:03.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humblings</title><content type='html'>To all the people whom i've:&lt;br /&gt;-hurt,&lt;br /&gt;-pained,&lt;br /&gt;-dissed,&lt;br /&gt;-laughed at,&lt;br /&gt;-angered,&lt;br /&gt;-left out,&lt;br /&gt;-talked bad about,&lt;br /&gt;-did anything however bad to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i do not like who i am.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i did not cause too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the people who have:&lt;br /&gt;-put up with me&lt;br /&gt;-helped me&lt;br /&gt;-talked to me&lt;br /&gt;-criticised me&lt;br /&gt;-encouraged me&lt;br /&gt;-hurt me&lt;br /&gt;-picked me up&lt;br /&gt;-loved me&lt;br /&gt;-gave me grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you,&lt;br /&gt;for YOU are the ones who make me stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6333568155875225264?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6333568155875225264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=6333568155875225264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6333568155875225264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6333568155875225264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/12/humblings.html' title='Humblings'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4034970685081354316</id><published>2007-09-30T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T08:18:31.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tammi!!! It's your BIRTHDAEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>Happy happy birthday,&lt;br /&gt;to Tammi Tan yes you,&lt;br /&gt;so fun ler one birthday,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you wish for two ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use the "Emperor's New Groove" 's birthday song ar, when pacha and kuzco went to the restaurant, and pretend it's yzma's birthday, yeah...that song! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, her birthday's on October 2nd, the exact opposite of mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4034970685081354316?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4034970685081354316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4034970685081354316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4034970685081354316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4034970685081354316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/tammi-its-your-birthdaeeeeeee.html' title='Tammi!!! It&apos;s your BIRTHDAEEEEEEE'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7670253596123774403</id><published>2007-09-12T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:20:29.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father Call me Son</title><content type='html'>An earthly boy&lt;br /&gt;herds the sheep&lt;br /&gt;minds the shop&lt;br /&gt;watches the house&lt;br /&gt;plows the fields&lt;br /&gt;in the scorch&lt;br /&gt;runs life's race&lt;br /&gt;empties his piggy bank&lt;br /&gt;on Fathers' Day&lt;br /&gt;to get thosy shiny golf clubs&lt;br /&gt;in the sleek leather bag&lt;br /&gt;all made of paper&lt;br /&gt;on a Fathers' Day card&lt;br /&gt;just to hear him call me "Son".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;is not fair but Just.&lt;br /&gt;Father Call me Son&lt;br /&gt;the clock ticks,&lt;br /&gt;what have i done,&lt;br /&gt;that You call me son?&lt;br /&gt;no great deeds do i boast&lt;br /&gt;nor amazing talents aplenty&lt;br /&gt;these broken wings i give You to mend&lt;br /&gt;that i may serve You through them&lt;br /&gt;Testify Your Name&lt;br /&gt;that i may be called Your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;useful &lt;/span&gt;child&lt;br /&gt;Father Call me Son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7670253596123774403?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7670253596123774403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7670253596123774403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7670253596123774403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7670253596123774403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/father-call-me-son.html' title='Father Call me Son'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5880931239350836584</id><published>2007-08-31T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T03:16:53.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eczema ramblings etc</title><content type='html'>eczema+apple cidar vinegar+bao fu ling cream+prayer=toxic coming out of hands via yucky pus bubbles=can't do almost ANYTHING=FULL AND UTTER BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the people who call my hands thing like&lt;br /&gt;-radiation&lt;br /&gt;-cancer(got talk on cancer bah in school)&lt;br /&gt;-toxic&lt;br /&gt;-infection&lt;br /&gt;-and when you ter-touch them, you wipe back on me,&lt;br /&gt;-or just expressed disgust,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are MY hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now typing only with my left index finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you seldom get a good look of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see them, feel them 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if YOU think they're disgusting, don't you think I would know it better than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just keep your disgust to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have stuff we are embarrassed about, and we don't need a**holes like you pointing it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never lash out when people go "eee" or visibly cringe when they see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but someday, you will meet someone who will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thanks to people who have been understanding, i know even you guys feel repulsed, but my thanks be to you for having the guts to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people who diss me i shall not name, but the people i thank (don't worry, if your name isn't on this list, it doesn't mean you're on the other one, it just means you haven't seen my hands, didn't give any comment or body language, or simply slipped my mind. there are SO many people to thank.) are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Granma, mum, and Sharon Laudi. they never minded my hands, and were never afraid to touch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Koh, my brother, though your words to the ears of the inexperienced appear insulting sometimes(SOMETIMES only ah), you mean well through them, and thanks for the cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Pang, for the times you stuck up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eilvane, Tammi, Tanya, Ailyn, Vishal, Arjuna, the auntie at the chinese doctor's place who advised me to use bao fu ling, my sisters who have been my little helpers*servants* this Merdeka day, man...so many other names...im thinking or putting up the list of people who dissed me instead, less work hahah! haiya ignore the list above, if in your own memory, you have never meant any insult, then you are on the thanks list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the people who have insulted me, forgive me for getting mad*at least im pouring it here into cyberspace, not into my rage meter =p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Ailyn and Kenneth, who both have eczema just like me, but with different symptoms, stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed car again lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit a lorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near kfc bornion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, there's always a standard distance between cars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lorry ah, stop SO far from the next car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my fauly also lah for not keeping my eyes ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena lorh...kemek lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad doesn't know yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to bin my license...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't work =p&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS EXAM!!! ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and happy merdeka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANGGAL TIGAPULUSATU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULAN LAPAN LIMAPULUTUJU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERDEKA MERDEKA MERDEKA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan wisma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia is 50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am 18...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 years younger than my country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEWL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5880931239350836584?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5880931239350836584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5880931239350836584&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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heart from me&lt;br /&gt;left me suddenly&lt;br /&gt;unintentionally&lt;br /&gt;and now, i come, she flee&lt;br /&gt;why do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;you like somebody?&lt;br /&gt;my hair not nice to see?&lt;br /&gt;my face very ugly?&lt;br /&gt;car not too shiny?&lt;br /&gt;cry like a baby?&lt;br /&gt;don't like eat maggie?&lt;br /&gt;always say maybe?&lt;br /&gt;always no money?&lt;br /&gt;promise before thinky?&lt;br /&gt;can't count A B C?&lt;br /&gt;studies like primary three?&lt;br /&gt;green monster i can be?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can't see&lt;br /&gt;why it's so funny&lt;br /&gt;haiya it cannot be&lt;br /&gt;maybe dream le..&lt;br /&gt;maybe wake up "it is not be"&lt;br /&gt;might as well go to slee.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1775327100394090764?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6657239453838694922</id><published>2007-08-15T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:35:01.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RsMJWUT04aI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RrLJg4tc6MA/s1600-h/IMG_0240edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098929482127172002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RsMJWUT04aI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RrLJg4tc6MA/s400/IMG_0240edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RsMJ20T04bI/AAAAAAAAAGI/A_Fyq9lsQT4/s1600-h/IMG_0308edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098930040472920498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RsMJ20T04bI/AAAAAAAAAGI/A_Fyq9lsQT4/s400/IMG_0308edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two pictures make me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how happy she is in both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the guy you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me, I can't find him either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"These tattered wings will be mended once more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;freely in the sky to soar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sky to sky to endless sky,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;over seas deep and mountains high,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;over and over and over i'll fly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;never looking back, i'll forever cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of my lost love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh woe is I,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be left behind i'll sigh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the day my wings beat again is not nigh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all i can do is stare, stare at the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh endless sky,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;so high you reach, so far you cry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother Earth looks up to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;cold, heartless winds roar in you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;bending reeds and felling oaks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warm, gentle breezes sting my face,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;teasing, calling, pulling on my heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;saying "Fly, fly, little bird, fly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but my wings have left me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;no longer serve me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My feet are weary,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart is heavy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but my soul longs to fly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;high in the sky,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh endless sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my love, my lost love." -Nestless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6657239453838694922?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6657239453838694922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=6657239453838694922&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6657239453838694922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6657239453838694922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RsMJWUT04aI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RrLJg4tc6MA/s72-c/IMG_0240edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6199623001576743244</id><published>2007-08-11T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T09:25:40.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pants Incident, + New route to airport(for me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;EXHIBIT A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3UN0T04VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6CvO3ZG1Nqw/s1600-h/DSC03474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097463687098458450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3UN0T04VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6CvO3ZG1Nqw/s400/DSC03474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see what i see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;take a closer look...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3VFET04WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TS3kskYrs7w/s1600-h/DSC03475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097464636286230882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3VFET04WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TS3kskYrs7w/s400/DSC03475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;see it? no? cause i see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3V10T04XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/krrYXxtCWig/s1600-h/DSC03476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097465473804853618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3V10T04XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/krrYXxtCWig/s400/DSC03476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH FIRST BLOOD KILLING SPREE DOMINATING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A THREE INCH LONG GASH ACROSS THE BUTT OF ONE OF MY FAVOURITE JEANS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;take another look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3Xv0T04YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C8OV8qaaiGo/s1600-h/DSC03477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097467569748894082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3Xv0T04YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C8OV8qaaiGo/s400/DSC03477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't even know...i went about the WHOLE of today...like THAT!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i brought two shirts...one loose(2005 7k shirt), and one kinda bodyfit...when at Jeremy's house i wore the 7k...(hair standing at that time), when went to youth, changed to bodyfit, then changed back to 7k, then washed off the stuff in my hair(means hair down edi la)...n then after youth, hannah/lilyn was like "eh your pants got hole oh...I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucksily, me 7k shirt is as aye sayd, beeg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and +my boxers were metallic green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so maybe look like design warh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KEWL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;roflmaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wonder what kind of Super Fart, that pierced JEANS(which were first tested with two horses pulling the jeans, and it didn't rip), but did not severe my boxers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after youth just now, i went to pick my dad up from the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he just got back from Pumpkin-an.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Labu-an ba)*daniel+nick*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Labu=pumpkin in malay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*daniel+nick* becauzzzze, daniel came up with that "joke" cause nick is from labuan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. back to my story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i had to send jeremy back after youth ba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he told me of a new route(to me la) to go to the MAS airport, which makes his house on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please wait while i draw a mappy. (not a nappy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3iMkT04ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/S0mvvk7T3AA/s1600-h/mappp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097479058786410898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3iMkT04ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/S0mvvk7T3AA/s400/mappp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yealah. so i fetched my dad and went home. the end. read all the words in the map. wahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6199623001576743244?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6199623001576743244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=6199623001576743244&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6199623001576743244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6199623001576743244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/pants-incident-new-route-to-airportfor.html' title='The Pants Incident, + New route to airport(for me)'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rr3UN0T04VI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6CvO3ZG1Nqw/s72-c/DSC03474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-8599187530086517470</id><published>2007-08-04T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T07:39:11.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He broke my mask</title><content type='html'>that capital "H" in the title is NOT because it's the beginning of a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's because, the "He" is a VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERYYY important Saviour, Healer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He iiiiiiiiiiiiiiis...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He broke my mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Youth Fellowship just now, (Grace Chapel, the church i attend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the song "Consuming Fire"(i think thats what it's called...*consuming fire, fan into flame....a passion for Your name, Spirit of God, fall in this place, God have your way...*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, hit me. Show me your presence. Show me you are real. Hit me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i half expected a big force thing to slap me real hard and fly across the room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i knelt down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curled up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord i just want to know you, don't leave me, please.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every muscle in my body i tensed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every tear drained from behind my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent cried in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't cry when i looked out of the eyeholes of my mask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't cry when i realised that all the happiness i felt in front of my friends was part of my mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was sobbing away on the floor, and i shouted, cause my friends told me so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...my body went numb. my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whether it was cause i tensed all my muscles, or something else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt feel anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, more than peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the lights were off, and through my tears i could see black,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart saw light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light whose source was all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i relaxed my muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...they relaxed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...er...right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mask. just...broken!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, remember in Fantastic Four, when Johnny Storm has his thumb on fire, and he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Now picture &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT's how i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...i'm still afraid...of...things...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to all you people out there who read my blog, whether you know me personally or not, this post may sound cliched to you, but it's the best i can do to wordalize how i felt and feel so...uh-huh uh-huh, yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVAN JAMES SOO YEAN MING------ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8599187530086517470?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8599187530086517470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=8599187530086517470&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8599187530086517470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8599187530086517470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-broke-my-mask.html' title='He broke my mask'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4654729581831534017</id><published>2007-08-03T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T01:13:45.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Advertisement-Presentation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday. Me and my group, lead by Mr. Arjuna Raj, followed by Mr. Wong Ket Vui, Mr. Yim Kien Wai, and me, Mr. James Soo(XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were presenting about Sony Ericsson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to pick a company, do research on the company, n advertise one of their products...we chose the SE K750i!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLgNkT04RI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2pC-qG3b8lw/s1600-h/DSC03355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLgNkT04RI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2pC-qG3b8lw/s400/DSC03355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094380652199207186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Mr. Wong, Mr. Yim, Mr. Raj, and me, Mr. Soo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost got full marks for attire, but Mdm Angie noticed my collar wasnt buttoned to my shirt and my cuffs were unbuttoned so my marks got cut...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLhmUT04SI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OpaSOGAuU2I/s1600-h/DSC03354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLhmUT04SI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OpaSOGAuU2I/s400/DSC03354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094382176912597282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLiyET04TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PYNwcwcEYaY/s1600-h/DSC03357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLiyET04TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PYNwcwcEYaY/s400/DSC03357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094383478287687986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLjYUT04UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DQkhyp28d1c/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC03356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLjYUT04UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DQkhyp28d1c/s400/Copy+of+DSC03356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094384135417684290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full body+tables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaddaya think? smart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4654729581831534017?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4654729581831534017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4654729581831534017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4654729581831534017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4654729581831534017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/english-advertisement-presentation.html' title='English Advertisement-Presentation'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RrLgNkT04RI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2pC-qG3b8lw/s72-c/DSC03355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7698797943458024537</id><published>2007-08-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T09:03:13.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning.</title><content type='html'>Ivan will be putting on a mask from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only warning you will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will seal myself up in the shell that is my mask, and no-one will be able to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will wonder if i was kidding when i posted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one will know how i feel, what im thinking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except me and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go away, everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mask will be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will contain me, and everything i have ever seen and heard and felt, and lock it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your last warning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7698797943458024537?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7698797943458024537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7698797943458024537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7698797943458024537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7698797943458024537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/warning.html' title='Warning.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2155467669188071699</id><published>2007-07-31T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T05:35:44.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>My life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a long and winding one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only winding, bumpy too, with hills and valleys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one knows my full story but me and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the people who care about me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i understand that you guys are trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before you jump to conclusions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand that you cannot understand my situations, my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fully.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i can't fully 100% PERFECTLY understand any one of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2155467669188071699?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2155467669188071699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2155467669188071699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2155467669188071699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2155467669188071699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-8604623775511841721</id><published>2007-07-27T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T03:09:16.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What life is this???</title><content type='html'>Sharon's having three functions tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: at her church(Sacred Heart). Her parents' wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: at her house, a lunch with all of her relatives invited, and IM invited too, as a "special friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night: at Atlantis restaurant near beverly hills. Again, her parents' wedding anniversary dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to school in morning and afternoon to do my english project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Unquenched Passion at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RUSHED at my project so i wouldn't have to go school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to go to UQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MY MUM STILL SAID "you can only go to ONE of sharon's functions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!TTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, even if i didnt go to her functions, i would still be out the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've explained this to her, and her reason is the same "so that you will have more time to study"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE OUT ANYWAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she says she was just giving me her opinion, but i can see she still expects me to go to only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my mum said no, i changed my plans. did my project slower(now i have to go to school, but hopefully only for a short time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to go to the lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go UQ at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'll STILL be out!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh!t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gastric + anger = much pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8604623775511841721?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8604623775511841721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=8604623775511841721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8604623775511841721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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HAVE TO DO IS WAIT ONE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU STILL GIVE ME HOPE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DON'T YOU JUST FINISH SLASHING MY HEART???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST THRASH IT AND THROW IT AWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF SHAKING IT ABOUT, THEN HEALING IT A LITTLE, THEN BEGINNING ALL OVER??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU MAY NOT MEAN TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANTED TO USE HIM TO HURT ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCCEEDED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1116631192745978042?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1116631192745978042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1116631192745978042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1116631192745978042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1116631192745978042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/why.html' title='WHY!?!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-3189474546845921340</id><published>2007-07-20T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:24:25.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oklah...don't close lah...</title><content type='html'>felt like blogging again =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NISSAN LATIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RqFyPkT04OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fq1n40umrKs/s1600-h/DSC03198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RqFyPkT04OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fq1n40umrKs/s400/DSC03198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089474665675808994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all this happened a few days ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We(my family) have 3 cars. a benz, an x-trail, and a cygnus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i crashed my x-trail, as some of you know, so my dad sent it to the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-1=2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad took the cygnus to the Petronas station(not sure which one),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where a kind young lady filled up our unleaded-petrol using car,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH DIESEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people would know(i didn't) that the nozzles of the petrol and diesel fillers(?)&lt;br /&gt;are different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE FILLED IT FROM THE OUTSIDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, my dad got a full tank of DIESEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God my dad is SUPER observant (being an architect) (i'm proud of him^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he noticed that it was taking very long to fill('cause she was filling from outside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he saw her putting the diesel filler(?) back into the holster(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cygnus went to the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buahahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-1=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, Uncle John(General Manager of Nissan, and the husband of Teacher Joyce, the teacher i tuition with since i was in kindy, and they are very close family friends.) lent my dad a Nissan Latio for one night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...and i noticed that me and my dad like to show off as much =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but WHOA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was technological..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of stitch, CAM DIGABEL, ZZ ZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RqFz5ET04PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Dwehzsp4RNs/s1600-h/DSC03199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RqFz5ET04PI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Dwehzsp4RNs/s400/DSC03199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089476478152007922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RqF30UT04QI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SbSPC4bsxAk/s1600-h/DSC03200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RqF30UT04QI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SbSPC4bsxAk/s400/DSC03200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089480794594140418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car "key" is very special.(forgot to take pic, now the car isn't here =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a remote, with three large square buttons on it. lock, unlock, and panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to unlock the car, simply make sure you have the remote on you, and press the button on the car's door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NO KEY REQUIRED!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, after you get in and settle down, simply turn the knob on the side of the steering wheel where the ignition would usually be, and if the car senses the remote, it will start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NO KEY REQUIRED!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a key built into the remote lah. just hold the pull-button, and pull the key out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high tech or am i sakkai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u decide lahs^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Uncle John also lent us a Gold-bronze x-trail after we gave him the Latio back...that's the car i've been using recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the benz is in the workshop for a checkup(i think), but the cygnus and my white x-trail are back^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3189474546845921340?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3189474546845921340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3189474546845921340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3189474546845921340'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>My heart can't take anymore, and i can't pour it out here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes on this piece of cyberspace are many, and the eyes owned by friends are few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog will lay dormant, until i decide to awaken it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3084104202912927781?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3084104202912927781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3084104202912927781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3084104202912927781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3084104202912927781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/usual-spot-closes-down.html' title='The Usual spot closes down'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7094671199644795701</id><published>2007-07-14T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T07:34:16.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent stuff...</title><content type='html'>Grounded-&gt; ungrounded-&gt; coupled-&gt; uncoupled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed the car...-&gt; forgiven-&gt; home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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stuff...'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2866648966485470888</id><published>2007-07-07T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T07:22:22.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Sim Zhe's conversation...</title><content type='html'>Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;that is all so true, ivan&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;but, the reverse is also true&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;my recent post?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;nono&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;your msn nick&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;well, the post n my nick are about the same thing&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;but it's not always right. in my experience, they will try to understand based on their perspective&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;my dads always like "from what i see"&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;and if they still cannot comprehend...then they   up&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;n its rarely true&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;i have the same thing&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;my father always thinks games are senseless&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;but in fact, there are deeper aspects in them that experts have discovered&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;reading your post&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;you can still go nicely&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;if i were you, i'd be all out rebelling&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;you can still talk to them nicely&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;im mad&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;they just got home&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i was shouting all by myself in my room&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;now im ok i guess&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;but i wont be talking to them so easily&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i cant do any more than fume i guess&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;what i meant by curling into a ball is&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt; ...you can do a lot more&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;is isolation?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;and silencing yourself?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;not go against them but not be happy about it&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;isolation?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;silencing?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;owh ok&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;for me, curling into a ball is, withdrawing myself&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;you can do a lot more than curling into a ball...you can cause your parents great pain...great displeasure...but that leads to the dark side of the force(i just watched the final episode of star wars...lol)&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i know i can&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;choose not to?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;but i'd hate myself later&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;good man&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;still not too happy&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;if she actually TRIED to understand, i wouldn't be mad&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine anyone can be happy in your shoes right now&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;this is all just cause of a mutual misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;wish she could see that&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;all she sees is i lied to her&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;then...do you think she'll calm down?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i think she already has&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;who knows? tomorrow is a new day  &lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;she tried to say hi to me when she got home&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i didnt take notice&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;mm&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;now...all there is to do is...what you're doing then..&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;good luck&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;yea?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;mind if i post this conversation on my blog?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;wish my parents would read my blog&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha...if they did, a lot of things will happen&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;if parents read their kids' blogs, it would simplify so many thing...&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;it all depends on...their interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;no...not just simplify. if their minds are narrow...it'd complicate things. but it'd be a lot easier than telling them in person&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;oh...yeah&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i tend to look at the double edge of most things&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;but that's mostly just, excessive thought&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;its good its good&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;I found a very insightful saying on a site&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;it says "Realism is just an excuse for pessimism."&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;wisdom&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;so imagination is?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;on a site&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;i have no saying for that one&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'd have to come up with one myself&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh...&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;so tired&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from a dinner&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;im grounded...as u noe&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;then i mapled for almost half the day&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;whoa&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;but...my parents don't know a thing about grounding&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;so i'm safe &lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;they don't know what grounding is&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;at least, i think so....&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;don't tell them haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;i won't =D&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i should compile a book on stuff i learn about myself and my parents&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;then in the future&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a great dad&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;cool&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can write it for your phd&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;i heard that you need to write a book as part of your phd&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;*to get your phd&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;er&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i never found out what a phd was&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;phd is doctorate degree&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;not permanent head damage&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;you can easily get permanent head damage from playing maple too much&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;anyways, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;doctorate?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;doctor&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;as in being a doctor? or professor?&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;now you know...spread the word. hahah jk&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;im cuztomizing my blog&lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;wahaa&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;alright, i think i'm going to go maple&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;see ya man&lt;br /&gt;Zhe says:&lt;br /&gt;take care  &lt;br /&gt;My parents never try to understand me. &lt;&lt;www.z-h-e-n.blogspot.com&gt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2866648966485470888?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2866648966485470888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2866648966485470888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2866648966485470888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2866648966485470888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-and-sim-zhes-conversation.html' title='Me and Sim Zhe&apos;s conversation...'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-3868400148828308804</id><published>2007-07-07T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:51:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They don't try to understand me.</title><content type='html'>Last night i went to tuition at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition(9.45), i went to the airport to meet Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i wanted to send her home, but her mum disagreed, so i just went to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mum the day before. i said "i'm going to the airport after tuition tommorrow to fetch sharon and send her home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum said ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before tuition, she asked "are you sending her home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i misinterpreted as "i know you are going, but are you sending her home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she meant am i going at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said "no im not sending her home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause im just going to see her mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after tuition i went lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum called me n asked "where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and scold scold scold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to the airport at 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon came out at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got home at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because her mum n bro came to fetch her, but their car broke down&lt;br /&gt;(radiator no water, very hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i stay to help mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i be like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh your car broke down ah...i go home first ah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i explain but my mum won't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im grounded for a week, n can't use the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm supposed to be leading in youth tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have choir practice tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and edmond's leaving back to KL on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every week you have someone coming back or leaving bla bla bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many lar. i decline most of them n ony go for a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i know you cut down, and i know you say no, but u still say yes to some!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does that mean i shouldn't have friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends may not be important to you, dad, but that does not mean they mean nothing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always try to understand you and mum. i know why you both are reacting like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are worried for me and for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not mad at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm mad at is, you don't try to understand that i have promises that i must keep. my friends were counting on me to lead tonight. my friends were counting on me to be at choir practice tommorrow. i don't mind being grounded or not driving. i mind about letting my friends down. i went up to you, mum, to talk to you nicely and tell you that i just wanted to go to youth and choir practice. i wasn't even mad or accusing you when i was talking to you. you just exploded in my face. you didn't even want to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to make you both PROUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you won't understand me, if you won't listen, if i'm not your son enough for you to care about my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is curl up and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3868400148828308804?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3868400148828308804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3868400148828308804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3868400148828308804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3868400148828308804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/they-dont-try-to-understand-me.html' title='They don&apos;t try to understand me.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2819985406474202972</id><published>2007-07-02T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T05:50:37.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged =_=||</title><content type='html'>1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;erh...i dunno if this counts, but its my little sister's self-made notebook-clipboard, and page 18 is blank. ^^&lt;br /&gt;2.Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you reach?&lt;br /&gt;open air. (nothing's to my left as far as i can reach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV? &lt;br /&gt;a chinese series...Women of Times...my sisters n mum like to watch...i have nothing better to do...&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;8.45?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;8.34...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;my parents n sisters talking, keys jingling, er...yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;i went to tuition, which was postponed an hour, and then cancelled, and then i went to school to fetch Daniel and Terry n go to the DiGi center in Api-Api(FIRE) to give them our proposal for open day...(turns out it was closed n i dropped them off at centre point for their movie(transformers, which i again didnt have the mood to watch), and went home...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;a Wiki article on saddam, and one on Kofi Annan, and napoleon, einstein, and newton(for Malaysian Studies presentation), tammi's blog, n another, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;secreter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;the 2005 7k run shirt, and, embarassingly, my boxers =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;no...i slept at 2, and woke up at 7.45 when i had to be at school by 8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;er. good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are on the walls you are in?&lt;br /&gt;what are on the walls i am IN?? i ain't in no walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;weird...well, i looked in the mirror XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;well..i dunno :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;film...surf's up...Hang Six!!(penguins only have six "toes" ba...humans have ten thats why we say "Hang Ten"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;i would buy...a Gundam. A real, operating one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;something about me that you don't know...now lets see...what would a survey not know...hmm...tell me what you DO know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, &lt;br /&gt;hmm...one thing...i would try to establish that God is the real God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;yes...if you teach me the moves haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush:&lt;br /&gt;Bell you car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;daughter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;son!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;we shall see. i might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm proud of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 6 people I wanna tag:&lt;br /&gt;HONG MING&lt;br /&gt;NICK PANG&lt;br /&gt;ELAINE&lt;br /&gt;MARY&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN WONG&lt;br /&gt;and a special someone whom i will tell by word of sms =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2819985406474202972?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2819985406474202972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2819985406474202972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2819985406474202972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2819985406474202972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/tagged.html' title='tagged =_=||'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1976909794537099747</id><published>2007-06-25T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:20:38.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IS night, Surf's Up and stuff..</title><content type='html'>IS NIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my post is REALLY late, but i haven't had the mood to blog these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bouncer on IS night, and...after it ended and open dancefloor started, THEN i let loose XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately i don't have a photo of me BEFORE i let loose, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-1eJ5PiyI/AAAAAAAAADU/TXAbYDGYZRM/s1600-h/564133847_93c7917cda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-1eJ5PiyI/AAAAAAAAADU/TXAbYDGYZRM/s400/564133847_93c7917cda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079978434353924898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys guess which one is me? cause some of my friends couldn't...(but that was in other pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-1y55PizI/AAAAAAAAADc/SRSwjMKAMKs/s1600-h/564133851_84592e63ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-1y55PizI/AAAAAAAAADc/SRSwjMKAMKs/s400/564133851_84592e63ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079978790836210482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW you should recognize me wahaha...do i look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-2755Pi0I/AAAAAAAAADk/ufw_zXXV888/s1600-h/char-reno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-2755Pi0I/AAAAAAAAADk/ufw_zXXV888/s400/char-reno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079980044966660930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno from FF:AC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Pang thinks i look like him with my hair "exploded"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i got nominated for most outstanding hair, along with Samson Chung and Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris won hands down, and I don't regret, 'cause his hair ROCKED!!!(and i didn't know about the award in the first place XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORNROW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-9HZ5Pi1I/AAAAAAAAADs/xDXVSodGDAM/s1600-h/grand-theft-auto-san-andreas-20040813031410670-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-9HZ5Pi1I/AAAAAAAAADs/xDXVSodGDAM/s400/grand-theft-auto-san-andreas-20040813031410670-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079986839604923218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chris' hairstyle that night, and the pic is from GTA: San Andreas...couldn't get another pic...XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Final Fantasy pic, while i'm at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-9op5Pi2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7xJayYyJ-bk/s1600-h/ff7acdigitalart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-9op5Pi2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/7xJayYyJ-bk/s400/ff7acdigitalart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079987410835573602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURF'S UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn--P55Pi3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/C-q854Bt19o/s1600-h/surf-s-up-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn--P55Pi3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/C-q854Bt19o/s400/surf-s-up-poster-0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079988085145439090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...i read Daniel WILFRED(hope that makes you(him) happy XD)'s Halo: Ghosts of Onyx book, saw "Koa wood", and liked the word "Koa"...so i adopted it as my cyber/internet name...and then i went to watch surf's up yesterday, and it turns out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOA WOOD IS THE WOOD THAT SURFBOARDS ARE MADE OF!!!(well, only the best ones *thumbs nose*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAND,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my REAL name, Ivan, came out in the movie as Ivan, Fire Urchin!!!(watch the movie, i couldn't find a picture, I must be too kelefe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i poisoned the main character(Cody Maverick)'s leg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Geek(another character) had to pee on it...(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK, -think-, that my parents are letting me drive alone now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there IS the problem of where i park when i go places like school, so i might not be driving to those places with that problem. get that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i took up wood carving, as SOME of you might know, and i was carving "Koa" into a piece of wood...(before i watched Surf's Up)...and now, i haven't picked up the carving where i left off^^||...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTT(oops...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna carve my own BOARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what board", you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skate, snow, or ironing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surf lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn_AXJ5Pi4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/M7MUfNG8ZkI/s1600-h/myboard.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn_AXJ5Pi4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/M7MUfNG8ZkI/s400/myboard.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079990408722746242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice? or as Chicken Joe would put it, Gnarly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhenK&lt;&lt;&lt;----*K is for Koa!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhenK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1976909794537099747?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1976909794537099747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1976909794537099747&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1976909794537099747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1976909794537099747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-night-surfs-up-and-stuff.html' title='IS night, Surf&apos;s Up and stuff..'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/Rn-1eJ5PiyI/AAAAAAAAADU/TXAbYDGYZRM/s72-c/564133847_93c7917cda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4014403559032092529</id><published>2007-06-22T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T07:21:25.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs and phfwooshes</title><content type='html'>Bryan Wong has a blog now!!! http://ba-la-yan.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;check it out, and post comments ha people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog has existed for only a short time, but it has felt like such a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off as a money scheme, hahaha...now its like a dear friend...listening to my ramblings of my problems and as Justin(Chen) once said, my "simple pleasures"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have the simple pleasures gone???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching frogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making really simple(and annoying) mechanisms on my desk in lok yuk...(i shot the people around me^^...well, i tried, and failed alot, but laughed alot too..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running around the school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fighting" with Daniel, Loh, Kang they'all when they decided to "attack" Onion Yeong...fun lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was going to be me venting about how long me and Sharon have broken up, and how im not used to it, and all...but checking my SMS-archives, I've only been single for 16 days...(WHAT THE AAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGHHH!!!!) IT FELT LIKE IT'S BEEN A FEW MONTHS!!! NOT KIDDING!!! i was gonna say "its been a few months and im still not used to it bla bla bal...but since its only 16 days...WHAT THE!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phfwoosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4014403559032092529?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4014403559032092529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4014403559032092529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4014403559032092529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4014403559032092529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/sighs-and-phfwooshes.html' title='sighs and phfwooshes'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-807578748535278560</id><published>2007-06-09T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T18:13:00.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mistake that destroyed everything.</title><content type='html'>Me and Sharon broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suggested it, i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i agreed is: the devil was using her to bring me down when i go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks i'm accusing her of INTENTIONALLY bringing me down, when actually a person doesn't know when the devil is using them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the base that made her worried about me going to church is a mistake i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the first year i met sharon, fell in love, and coupled, i went to youth camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, i made that mistake. i "liked" another girl. NOW, i see that it was only like and not love. because at the time, i couldn't talk to sharon about my church activities or issues. Now, i see the girl as a sister in Christ. A sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon was so sad when i told her i liked someone else. but we ended up still going on. but she was always haunted by what she calls my betrayal. she said she forgave me, but every time i went to church she would say, "you sure go there see her la!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when actually i wanted to serve...but its not her fault, its mine for making that STUPID mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how this is all planned out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Sharon becomes unhappy when i go to church.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted me to change churches.&lt;br /&gt;Grace Chapel is the church where i have grown the most in my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we have ended. I have told her i do not exist. i can see she does not love me anymore. no matter how much i love her, its not going to change anything. AND she told me there are people going after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert swear word*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she wont tell me who. they have been going after her since before we broke up. At that time, it was my right to know. but she didn't tell me. and now she refuses to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOUTH SUNDAY IS LATER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of pulling out of backupsinging and acting in the dramas, but I can't abandon my friends, so i will do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had gastric before i fell asleep last night, and now i don't have an apetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope u guys out there understand, because i have poured out EVERYTHING in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand if some of you guys don't want to be my friends anymore. even I don't want to be my own friend. I can't trust myself anymore. I feel like crying, screaming, tearing my lungs out. I can't live with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think, on the 8th of June, i found my life purpose.&lt;br /&gt;my mum brought me to a new facial place(turns out popping pimples is ok, unless you get all the liquid out and STILL press it. just pop it n stop the bleeding.), and at first i didn't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, God used my mum to bring me there, to have "facial fellowship" with another Christian. my mums old friend Auntie Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Lucy had been telling my mum(a strong buddhist) about God every time she went for facials. She told me, she had been praying that a seed be planted in my mums family. And when my mum told her I had been going to church, she was shocked. Her prayer had been answered, and I AM THAT SEED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went on to tell me how i could save my family, get tongues, and even made me feel alot better about not being able to play any instruments. SO MANY ANSWERS to SO MANY QUESTIONS AND PROBLEMS came up, in that hour of facial-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. I find my purpose and this comes up to smack me down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the people who are going to not be friends with me, i understand and wont blame you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm not supposed to be jealous of people going after Sharon, but i can't help it. I DO love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceh. that doesn't matter to her. what difference does it make. might as well go bash my head on a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the world knows what is going on in my life. I think sharon wont know the truth because i told her not to look at my blog, because i do not exist to her. Guys, don't tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bath this morning, and this came to my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past is dark. My future is bright. If only I could walk past my own shadow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-807578748535278560?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/807578748535278560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=807578748535278560&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/807578748535278560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/807578748535278560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/mistake-that-destroyed-everything.html' title='The mistake that destroyed everything.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-1513397399993878678</id><published>2007-05-28T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:28:35.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day in penang</title><content type='html'>i saw many things...some i remember from my trip here a few years back, some feel new but my uncle sez i saw them before =P,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a few pictures, but some of the things i WANTED to shoot, i didn't get the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a restaurant called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDEN eBAY RESTAURANT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some restaurant called HOE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a place called TITI PANJANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post more later lahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-1513397399993878678?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1513397399993878678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=1513397399993878678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1513397399993878678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/1513397399993878678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/2nd-day-in-penang.html' title='2nd day in penang'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-435071310008491959</id><published>2007-05-27T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:17:29.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN Penang! or...At Penang...hmmm</title><content type='html'>yup. brought my dads laptop...playing RO and patching maple...and kingdom of loathing...and missing someone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-435071310008491959?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/435071310008491959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=435071310008491959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/435071310008491959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/435071310008491959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-penang-orat-penanghmmm.html' title='IN Penang! or...At Penang...hmmm'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2111014232755087849</id><published>2007-05-27T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T01:17:59.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang</title><content type='html'>going to penang tomorrow, and Sharon's coming back tomorrow nightT_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARGH!!! THE TORTURE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to see my auntie n uncle, n cousins, n get fat(we shall see)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2111014232755087849?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2111014232755087849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2111014232755087849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2111014232755087849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;t&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;c&lt;strong&gt;k&lt;/strong&gt;m&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;n. &lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;o&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing with the boldness of my letters. muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STICKMAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RlWKG0XsAgI/AAAAAAAAADM/NWG7W3fsQa8/s1600-h/mystickman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oe-M975WaQs/RlWKG0XsAgI/AAAAAAAAADM/NWG7W3fsQa8/s400/mystickman.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068108805417206274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(done with paint, very amateur huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opinions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5939816870720165658?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' 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feel jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, it was always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan &amp; Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy &amp; Ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ei are you jeremy or ivan ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its just Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;when I would listen to your songs and be happy, and laugh with you, play jokes, make people laugh, cycle, confuse our identities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not your fault that I'm jealous, its mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, and I hope you'll forgive me for being jealous, even though you didn't know before this(unless i'm wrong), and you won't know unless you read my blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4673945164169612616?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2741145267789556990</id><published>2007-05-23T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T17:46:04.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of The Carribean yang ke-3</title><content type='html'>I've looked forward to this movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I wanna watch it with sharon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's not here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she keeps asking me to watch it with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raymond asked me to go on friday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn jee, also friday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night=tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrian lim did ask me to go on saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if i'll go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ke-3'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4129692458688298156</id><published>2007-05-23T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T17:42:19.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentist's</title><content type='html'>went on monday...drilled both the temporarily filled holes(see previous posts), and filled them, and shaped them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THEN he found a third hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4129692458688298156?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-3242453562146738807</id><published>2007-05-20T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T06:07:04.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double tagged...</title><content type='html'>LETS SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by BOTH jeremy and hannah aka lilyn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooooooooooooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to double everything *snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG&lt;br /&gt;- hmm...if i carry my pouch...barrier cream for my hands(eczema, see previous posts)&lt;br /&gt;- phone&lt;br /&gt;- KEYRING&lt;br /&gt;   -keys(only 3 keys, bike-lock, locker in school, drawer at home)&lt;br /&gt;   -penknife&lt;br /&gt;   -two rings from sharon&lt;br /&gt;   -a clip to clip my keyring on my pants, etc&lt;br /&gt;- wallet&lt;br /&gt;- pendrive/thumbdrive/usb thingy&lt;br /&gt;- phone's usb wire&lt;br /&gt;- coins in a bag&lt;br /&gt;- headphones&lt;br /&gt;- whoa...is that all i keep in my pouch???&lt;br /&gt;- ok if i do NOT bring my pouch, all i have with me is phone, wallet keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 THINGS FOUND IN YOUR PURSE&lt;br /&gt;- .......what purse!?! wallet. okay.&lt;br /&gt;- this is the real first thing&lt;br /&gt;- ok this.&lt;br /&gt;- the next one.&lt;br /&gt;- student card&lt;br /&gt;- dad's business cards(never know when i can help)&lt;br /&gt;- IC&lt;br /&gt;- pattern drawing of Sora from Kingdom Hearts&lt;br /&gt;- sticker pics of me n my gf Sharon&lt;br /&gt;- Sutera Harbour membership card&lt;br /&gt;- KK toys membership card&lt;br /&gt;- money, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;- band-aids&lt;br /&gt;- self-made guitar pick(made out of a Digi sim card card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 FAVOURITE THINGS IN MY ROOM&lt;br /&gt;- GUNDAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;- FUNNY LITTLE TOYS THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH EACH OTHER BUT PLAY VITAL PARTS IN MY AMUSEMENT!!(making stories)&lt;br /&gt;- BIONICLE COLLECTION!!!(i collect all the green ones, but i missed some and got some other colours...)&lt;br /&gt;- furby baby. cool yet creepy, needs ALOT of attention so its mostly off =P&lt;br /&gt;- sprayart kit. artsy.&lt;br /&gt;- comic books&lt;br /&gt;- mr. potato head&lt;---HILARIOUS&lt;br /&gt;- 3d space projector&lt;---ooo&lt;br /&gt;- Radio&lt;br /&gt;- guitar&lt;---T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 THINGS YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO&lt;br /&gt;- fly&lt;br /&gt;- control fire&lt;br /&gt;- sing well in front of a big crowd&lt;br /&gt;- get an anime hairstyle XD&lt;br /&gt;- stand under a building and look up and draw a crowd till the police gotta come =D&lt;br /&gt;- play an instrument, any instrument&lt;br /&gt;- breathe underwater&lt;br /&gt;- jump 4 storeys high&lt;br /&gt;- have superhuman reflexes&lt;br /&gt;- have superhuman STRENGTH!&lt;br /&gt;(okay, im going over 10, i didn't know i wanted to do so many things...)&lt;br /&gt;- be a superbeing&lt;br /&gt;- buy a gundam factory&lt;br /&gt;- see a dragon&lt;br /&gt;- see a dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;- ride a chocobo&lt;br /&gt;- get a BIIIIG motorcycle called Fenrir&lt;br /&gt;- get a BIIIIG sword called The First Tsurugi&lt;br /&gt;- run as fast i can in an endless field(while listening to the pirates of the carribean theme)&lt;br /&gt;- be a pirate&lt;br /&gt;- live like Great Teacher Onizuka(as in "kais pagi makan pagi, kais petang makan petang" for awhile. and have nothing to do, nothing to worry about)&lt;br /&gt;- cook.&lt;br /&gt;- drive.&lt;br /&gt;- dive.&lt;br /&gt;- be spiderman&lt;br /&gt;- be the human torch&lt;br /&gt;- be the hulk&lt;br /&gt;- be wolverine&lt;br /&gt;- be nightcrawler&lt;br /&gt;- be the invisible woman(as in the invisible part not the woman part)&lt;br /&gt;- be the flash&lt;br /&gt;- be kitty pryde(can go through stuff)&lt;br /&gt;- be a matrix character&lt;br /&gt;- meet jackie chan&lt;br /&gt;- meet jet li&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;spend quality time with my dad.......................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and the list goes on....i didn't want to bore you guys haha)&lt;br /&gt;oh. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to be &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 THINGS UR CURRENTLY INTO&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; "ALWAYS! always and forever"&lt;br /&gt;- staring at the sky&lt;br /&gt;- swimming&lt;br /&gt;- see previous list&lt;br /&gt;- jumping &lt;br /&gt;- reflexes&lt;br /&gt;- being quiet(this wasn't here before, only me and a few other people know why..)&lt;br /&gt;- noticing little details(only can be done when i'm quiet)&lt;br /&gt;- watching other people develop talents&lt;br /&gt;- faking smiles&lt;br /&gt;- making people laugh while i bleed inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 PEOPLE YOU WANNA TAG&lt;br /&gt;- aiyarhs. dono ler. all those whom i wanna tag all kena di ler.&lt;br /&gt;- i tag...&lt;br /&gt;  YOU!!!(whoever reads this muahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3242453562146738807?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3242453562146738807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3242453562146738807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3242453562146738807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3242453562146738807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/double-tagged.html' title='Double tagged...'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2196489050210495566</id><published>2007-05-19T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:23:47.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talents</title><content type='html'>Today, in church, we sang a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's name was "How Deep The Love of The Lord"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me if i'm wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics that caught my eye went something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will not boast of anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Gifts&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;No Power&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;No Wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; boast in &lt;strong&gt;The Lord&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK this is God's message for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to not let thinking that i am talentless pull me down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you guys think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like singing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2196489050210495566?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2196489050210495566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2196489050210495566&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2196489050210495566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2196489050210495566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/talents.html' title='Talents'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-3026563341334407919</id><published>2007-05-18T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T19:21:13.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the day that the Lord has made~</title><content type='html'>w00t~~!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...went to the dentist's just now about a brown spot between my teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got there a weeeee bit late, the(are they called nurses?) kakaks over there joked with me saying how big I've grown, how my mum looks like my sister now(she wasnt there with me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they asked why i go see dentist and i told them about the "warna coklat" between my teeth and one of them went "naaa ada resin!!! kau ada minum kopi ka, teh ka milo? atau cola?" and i said no coz...well maybe milo but i dunno =P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the other one went "ada merokok??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse not.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself not to ever smoke!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;so i said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i think she thought she hurt my feelings coz she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ceh bibir merah seksi mana merokok!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha that made me laugh on the spot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was my turn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dentist(chong yun kang) drilled my teeth(he found 3 holes, one not worth drilling, one was the warna coklat, and another)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he drilled the warna coklat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*ARGH*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i didn't shout, but it did hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it bled and he had to drill another as he waited for it to stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he was done with the second one, and went back to drill the first one some more, and then he put the resin thing on my tooth, and then put a weird gun-thing to my tooth which shone blue-alien-light on it. Then he said to the nurse "I think I have to put &lt;strong&gt;amalgam&lt;/strong&gt; ont he other one coz resin would hurt too much(in chinese)"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!! AMALGAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS THE NAME WHICH I CAME UP WITH FOR NICK PANG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now imma have him on my tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darkness.&lt;br /&gt;quiet.&lt;br /&gt;and the dentist's voice saying "QI YOU CHI LI!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blackout light turned on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because SESB decided to cut the power.(they advertised the blackout time in Borneo Post, and the dentist told me none of them read that. hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz...quote Mamau"Sabah Everyday Sure Blackout"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum thought i would be upset...but this is all so funny wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nowwww, instead of a warna coklat, i have a warna-unusually-putih there(he had to use a temporary patch-up, and couldnt even make it smooth without his drill).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another dentist apointment at 4.30, monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something to laugh about till then haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the dentist had a patient coming all the way from kudat, and had to call his mum up to tell her about Sabah's Blackout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote Mr. Dentist, "What a great day"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-3026563341334407919?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3026563341334407919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=3026563341334407919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3026563341334407919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/3026563341334407919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-day-that-lord-has-made.html' title='This is the day that the Lord has made~'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-9028958174193343587</id><published>2007-05-16T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T04:33:54.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!!! LIZARD!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday my mum sends me lunch(she thinks canteen food isn't good for me, and I couldn't disagree).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was something extra in my lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on my lunch bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LIZARD!!!(on the outside of the bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it in the corner of my eye when i lifted the bag out the car window(all i saw was a black thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it dissapeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSPENSE!!!(the bad kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum told me it leapt off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but noooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS IN MY SHIRT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my appendix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i felt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i pressed it abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started squirming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brushed it out onto my pants, and it jumped off under the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Bryan and Lou called me Cicakman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-9028958174193343587?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/9028958174193343587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=9028958174193343587&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/9028958174193343587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/9028958174193343587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/argh-lizard.html' title='ARGH!!! LIZARD!!!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-8068194376374198393</id><published>2007-05-14T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T02:09:36.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharon is back...(to be continued)</title><content type='html'>(continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about torture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back today to go for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, She IS going to be famous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going to be on magazine covers EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a teacher training interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had been following my posts and had read the last one properly, YOU wouldn't have been fooled now would'ja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got'cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T...shes leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I err...kinda for selfish reasons...prefer...she doesnt get teacher training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause if she does, she'll be going to Shah Alam, and I can't go there easily or often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she goes to Labuan, i can go there, i have a friends house where i can stay(if neccessary), and the trip to Labuan is cheaper that to Shah Alam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I musn't be selfish haha...&lt;br /&gt;AND, It would scar her self esteem if she doesn't make the interview.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh that makes me sad...&lt;br /&gt;Hope she makes it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-8068194376374198393?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8068194376374198393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=8068194376374198393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8068194376374198393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/8068194376374198393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/sharon-is-backto-be-continued.html' title='Sharon is back...(to be continued)'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7951839864500944115</id><published>2007-05-13T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T05:23:39.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm trying a new layout, and...my html stuff got mixed up even though i put it very orderly-ly. SO, bear with me while i pick myself up again and learn eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7951839864500944115?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7951839864500944115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7951839864500944115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7951839864500944115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7951839864500944115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/under-construction.html' title='UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4586448429725075804</id><published>2007-05-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T09:02:30.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH</title><content type='html'>as in "cry" wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not "ooo" wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T|||||||||||||||||||||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon's going to Labuan tomorrow morning to register for Metriculation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7739344255769342720</id><published>2007-05-11T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:27:11.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>w00t!!~~ My date went well</title><content type='html'>haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took her to Nishiki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Unagi on garlic rice, fried tofu and a chawan mushi(japanese custard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum yum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enjoyed herself, I enjoyed myself, her parents are happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SHARON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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well'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-6970270170655252640</id><published>2007-05-11T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T03:56:22.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh joy~ oh saddyness..~</title><content type='html'>I'VE GOT A DATE IN A FEW MINUTES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy.&lt;br /&gt;^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend, Sharon, is leaving for Labuan on sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddyness.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her parents and asked if i could please take their beautiful daughter out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg so nervous when i called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEY SAID OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Off i go! tell u guys about it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no camera so no pictures unless i use my phone...and we have pretty much established that the camera on my phone sucks..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya'z y'all!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-6970270170655252640?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6970270170655252640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=6970270170655252640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6970270170655252640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/6970270170655252640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-joy-oh-saddyness.html' title='oh joy~ oh saddyness..~'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7928762418706721690</id><published>2007-05-11T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T00:45:22.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My coms BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! they had to backup all my stuff and reformat it 'cause of a virus, but now its okay!!! but some of my precious files are goneT_T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are gonna be seeing pictures again soon^^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7928762418706721690?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7928762418706721690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7928762418706721690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7928762418706721690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7928762418706721690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-coms-back.html' title='My coms BACK!!!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-5864210458314815921</id><published>2007-05-08T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:45:19.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On pimples: part 2</title><content type='html'>Soo said in his comment on my last post(go see it), "only do facials in places where they have proper equipment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is true, but, er...erm...how to say this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am a bear of very little brains.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...the doc told me that facials overseas DO NOT pop peoples pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in Malaysia, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if they DO have good equipment and ointment, when they squeeze your pimples hard, the wound might go into the inside and become infected, and, become a cyst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, if your definition of "facial" is just going to get your face washed and pampered(yech), then you have nothing to worry about except not popping your pimples(and their equipment quality)(and that their equipment is actually PRESENT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, if your definition of a facial is going to get your pimples popped by a "professional", then watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"professional" or not, pinching pimples is dangerous. Not kidding. I saw the pictures. Some were caused by beauticians. others, caused by self-help(syok syok go picit) the self-help ones...fuuuh..the scars ah...even laser wont go oh the doc say...scaryy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for the comment ya Kel!&lt;----Kel=Soo haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-5864210458314815921?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5864210458314815921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=5864210458314815921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5864210458314815921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/5864210458314815921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-pimples-part-2.html' title='On pimples: part 2'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4787105141056601350</id><published>2007-05-08T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T05:27:00.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's appointment</title><content type='html'>(i was late for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayup ayup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but WAS it educational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doc(Dr. Sidhu, SMC) about my skin problem(eczema, it turns out), and i got lectured about pimples wahaha...I'm saying its a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will NEVER, and i mean NEVER pop another pimple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the pictures he showed me, phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR READERS!!! DO NOT POP YOUR PIMPLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert scary picture*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert scary music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert readers' scream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you pinch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.*pinch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.YAY my pimple is gone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.(a few days later)&lt;br /&gt;    AARGH!!! WHAT IS THIS STICKY-OUTTY THING!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.See doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Doctor: It is a cyst. it is curable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Patient:YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Doctor:BUT-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL HAVE AN INCH-AND-A-HALF LONG SCAR ON YOUR FACE &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because we have to &lt;strong&gt;POTONG&lt;/strong&gt; the cyst off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only get the cyst thing(i might have spelled it wrong, forgive me)&lt;br /&gt;if you are unlucky(as in not every pimple popped gets it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only need to be unlucky ONCE, and ya gotta carry that inch-and-a-half scar for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT KIDDING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Things:&lt;br /&gt;1. Guys, do not drink too much milk.A glass in the morning and a glass at night is fine, but any more than that and your pimples will get worse. This only applies to GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Use DOVE soap to wash your face+body. (well, it doesn't HAVE to be Dove, but Dove is an example, just a mild soap will do) The biggest con job in the world is beauticians telling people that they need a specialized soap to clean(cleanse??) their face(s)(if they have more than one face). You can even use baby soap for your face.(there are two brands of soap that are &lt;strong&gt;NOT FIT FOR USE ON HUMAN SKIN&lt;/strong&gt;, but I cannot point the finger here for fear of warfare in the form of a lawsuit(or two, if they decide to work together), but ask me elsewhere and I shall tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that even if you do not have a skin problem, go see doctor Sidhu at SMC.&lt;br /&gt;Its worth it, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;If you have acne, DO NOT go to a beautician. Go to a skin specialist. and a GOOD ONE not like the first one i saw a few years back...I reccomend Dr. Sidhu wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...about my eczema...i got some cream for it=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4787105141056601350?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4787105141056601350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4787105141056601350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4787105141056601350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7254573931438555198?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7254573931438555198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7254573931438555198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7254573931438555198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7254573931438555198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/hit-my-head.html' title='Hit my head=('/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-2585433890043671167</id><published>2007-05-07T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T01:45:51.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad.</title><content type='html'>I just read a post on kenny sia's blog, dedicated to his dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can have a good relationship with my dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember when was the last time he smiled at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can certainly remember when he scolded me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord may You touch his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me the strength and endurance not to snap back when he scolds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me be the son that he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You that i am blessed with a father who loves me, although he does not know how to show it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-2585433890043671167?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2585433890043671167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=2585433890043671167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2585433890043671167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/2585433890043671167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-dad.html' title='My dad.'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7057135081124567024</id><published>2007-05-07T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:55:17.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM LEARNING TUH *VROOM VROOM*</title><content type='html'>loL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you guys how long I've driven(drove...drave?) because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna surprise my *ahem*!!! wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei those who know don't tell arr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha...be excited, like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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VROOM*'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4491061208312898400</id><published>2007-05-05T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:47:57.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor com...</title><content type='html'>ITS NOT BACK YETTTT!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can put here is words coz without the BIIIG pc to use, everyone's fighting for the lappy and I don't get enough time on it to edit n write n post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4491061208312898400?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4491061208312898400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4491061208312898400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4491061208312898400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4491061208312898400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-poor-com.html' title='my poor com...'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-421235328283935278</id><published>2007-05-03T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T06:51:03.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIDERMAN 3!!!</title><content type='html'>As some of you might know, I'm a hardcore Spidey fan(wahaha never called myself that before)...I watched Spidey3 on Wednesday 2nd of May with Sharon, my *ahem*^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT ROCKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, battle-wise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't follow the comic storyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just HAPPENS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the events are cramped together...(Pete taking off the symbiote in the church and it getting linked to Eddie Brock is supposed to take quite long to happen...as in pete takes it off, the Venom symbiote lingers in the church a few days, Brock goes to pray, the symmy senses brock's hate for Pete/Spidey, and swallows him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the BIIIIIIG battle at the end was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEWL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got a poster^^^ Thx Winn Shern(hope i spelled it right) and Lou!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my opinion of the movie, any views? leave me a comment! haha now I'm an ad company&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-421235328283935278?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/421235328283935278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=421235328283935278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/421235328283935278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/421235328283935278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='SPIDERMAN 3!!!'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-4206517358241801593</id><published>2007-04-30T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T07:01:36.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My com is downT_T</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys, that^ is the reason I haven't updated in ages...my com rosak...ARGH!!! Sent to fix liao...couldn't switch it on...hav 2 reformat...but the fixer(the computer doctor) will save all my stuff...lol...I'm now using the laptop...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO POST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a mountain of photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tons of post ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stuff i've done lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ARGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-4206517358241801593?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4206517358241801593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=4206517358241801593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4206517358241801593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/4206517358241801593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-com-is-downtt.html' title='My com is downT_T'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2798339845940386881.post-7453357275876254183</id><published>2007-04-23T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T05:58:52.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelling Bee...</title><content type='html'>I lost.&lt;br /&gt;But i had fun^^^&lt;br /&gt;i mis-spelled leisurable...&lt;br /&gt;i broke it up and spelled leisure able...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WINNER WAS(is) KARISHMA MENON FROM S1D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd PLACE WAS(is) TEO ZHEN YI FROM S1B(my class)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great start to a Great day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bad hair day for me...heheh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2798339845940386881-7453357275876254183?l=n-a-v-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7453357275876254183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2798339845940386881&amp;postID=7453357275876254183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7453357275876254183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2798339845940386881/posts/default/7453357275876254183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-a-v-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/spelling-bee.html' title='Spelling Bee...'/><author><name>Ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675087624028989192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
