<?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-4996743049246539109</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:21:09.097+08:00</updated><category term='Oppa Nappa'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='SPM Timetable'/><category term='Hey Mickey'/><category term='SNSD'/><category term='kongo89'/><category term='Two Blocks Down'/><category term='kayem7289'/><category term='GOSHS'/><category term='Exam'/><category term='April fool'/><category term='Beginning'/><category term='Soompi'/><category term='kayem'/><category term='FanFic'/><category term='Super Junior H'/><category term='Hailstorm'/><category term='ridicules'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='Super Junior'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Teachers&apos; Day'/><category term='Play'/><category term='Girls&apos; Generation'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>AngeCloud</title><subtitle type='html'>My Moods..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ange Lee Ka Mien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860195078333414348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdYPMNB2AU0/TRp_b_A1EAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tc5SkapqfGY/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6848150610386229136</id><published>2009-12-29T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:24:00.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am doing the right thing!</title><content type='html'>I'm getting closer and closer to 18 every single day. And my parents finally let me decide what I want to do for my future. The first big choice of my life now is -- choosing a university after my foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to choose the best for myself of course (or so I thought), transferring to UCSI and leaving INTI. And I have plenty reasons (or excuses) for my choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. The subjects in UCSI is obviously more interesting than the subjects offered in INTI. I am definitely not a "theory" person, I hate theory (that's why I gave up on music. No theory for me). And UCSI offers more practical subjects compared to INTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The fees is like, 11k cheaper in UCSI. Considering the money for food, rental, and the tuition fees, I found out that living in Cheras is actually cheaper than living in Nilai. The average amount they spend for lunch and dinner (without drinks of course) is RM3.00 - RM 4.50 per meal; while I spent an average of RM3.50-RM5.00 for a meal in Nilai. I decided to go for the miserable RM0.50 cheaper decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to see the world, with that I mean, I want to study aboard. UCSI offers block transfer to UK. Means, I would not have to repeat a few semester when I study in UK. The money part isn't important as my parents already prepare an amount of money for me in UK and I &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; have part-time jobs over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am choosing the right way right? Leaving INTI and have a new life in UCSI. I strongly believe I chose the right path for myself. But why are you not happy with my decision? Aren't you supposed to support me? My first decision of my life and most of my friends (especially those form INTI, you know who you are) are blaming me for my leave. Saying so many nonsense and arguing with me that INTI is much better and whatever nonsense excuses to debate with me. Do you even know how hard is it for me to make this decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't made over a night you know?! I spent a week in my house and not going to school just to think about this matter (house renovation is not an excuse. My house is really having renovation and my house in Puchong is really moving). It's not the first time my mum bring out this suggestion to me. It was in fact brought out many months ago. I strongly against this idea months before, even cried and argue with them that I don't want to leave. And when I thought this topic will not be brought up by my parents again, I was surprisingly calm and sat down and thought to myself. The thought of leaving INTI actually started to sound good and attracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see yourself as me? Can you see my point of view? Why can't you guys support me? Instead if giving me excuses like "leaving "your" event down.. i could only say, let's the "suffer symphony" play". It is not my event ok?! It's everyone's event! I will try my best to help if I can! And don't give me excuses like "Charissa and Lauren will miss you every much". " They will do fine without me!&amp;nbsp; The world will not stop rotating if I leave! We &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; stay in contact and we &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; keep in touch. And I think they &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; support my decision thank you very much! F you jerks! And the worse excuse for me to stay in INTI. "You can get part time jobs to pay off your own tuition fees. Dude, you must be seriously joking. How much can I earn from part-time jobs? It can only cover my living expenses hello?! Tuition fees for university is not a small amount! I seriously wanted to faint after hearing this from youknowwhoyouare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just support my decision?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6848150610386229136?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6848150610386229136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6848150610386229136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6848150610386229136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6848150610386229136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-doing-right-thing.html' title='I am doing the right thing!'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-9136529759582378261</id><published>2009-11-23T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:30:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Yo people! Long time no see! Surprised to see a new post in my blog? LOL! Well, I decided to blog after N weeks of ignoring it. (I can't even remember what was the last thing that I've blogged about! LOL!) I have nothing to blog about, okay! It's not like I purposely abandon it or something (well maybe I rather spend some time on Youtube videos but that is not the main reason for me to abandon my blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really has changed since the last time I blogged, I guess. I'm actually having a break now from my assignments which I have procrastinated and doing last-minute job. I have many things to tell, really, but I have no idea where to start. Well, let's just start from the friends around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly hit me recently that, all my friends around me are progressing and I'm still standing in the same spot not moving an inch. Many started dating now, including Miss Bully Stephanie Goh, Miss Funny and Dramatic Jeane and of course, Miss Calculative Shu who always give me the impression that she won't fall in love easily since she's too... Now what's that perfect word to describe her... Sane or intellectual? (whatever, that's not the point) I'm still here, single and available together with Jue Ann. LOL! Kinda funny, only both of us. I find it hard to accept and loneliness starts drowning me. Seeing all my friends always leave sweet messages on Facebook and on their MSN personal messages, and also listening to their complains about how, what and why their boyfriends did wrong, makes me feel a lil' sad. Some friends have been telling me that being single is good, less worries, more fun and more freedom, but its a girl's nature to wish and anticipate love right? I can't help but to anticipate sometimes seeing that they are so lovey dovey cuddling with their lovers. I want a guy who I can throw all my worries and comfort me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being unable to see Abigail still makes me suffocate sometimes eventhough it has been 6 months, especially whenever I'm done with my assignments and tests. The free time to wonder gave me reason to cry at night because I missed her and other friends.It's not like the friends who are still around me now can't occupy my thoughts, just that Abigail means different to me. And she is now dating in Japan too, which kinda makes me feel lonelier. My pillows get wet sometimes in the middle of the night, not because I drool while sleeping (LOL!), but because I miss the friends that are away from me. Oh well, I'm trying to get over the fact that people around me are leaving slowly and sooner or later. And I pray every night that my mum will stop nagging me about getting a boyfriend. I don't think I need one now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night and the day before, I sat in front of the TV (I actually took the remote control and turn the TV on! Which is kinda miracle 'cause I don't like watching TV) and enjoy Music Bank and MAMA (stands for M.Net Asia Music Award, not my mother -.- I know this name is stupid, oh well. And f.y.i, they are some kind of Kpop award show). I alone sit in front of the TV, cheering for my idols to win and enjoying the performance which I can barely understand what they are saying. My dad, as usual, keep criticizing Kpop which I favour a lot; while my mum was busy sewing and repairing her clothes on the dining table. Suddenly she turns to me and says,"Don't you feel lonely? I think you're a loner. No one around you enjoys Kpop except you. You just cheer, shout, listen, and cry over a ballad song which you only understand the lyrics after Google-searching the translations alone. No one shares the same interest in you here. Well maybe your net friends, but in real life, you are alone in your Kpop world." I was shocked as she hit the fact, I am really alone on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends around me never share Kpop with me. Audrey did, but she focus 80% on Chinese songs. Abigail only shares Jpop with me but she's away in Japan now. My mum's statement turns me down and I start to lose my mood when watching MAMA. Furthermore, that god damn award sucks to the max. It's all corrupted and I can't keep swearing about it. Seeing the TVXQ trio receiving Best Asia Representative award on the screen makes my mood worse. Why didn't all the members of TVXQ attended? Why give them this award when they are having trouble now? Why aren't they having activities in Japan and Korea now? No new release, Yunho's drama rating dropped until they are forced to end it, no performance in Japan and MAMA but all negative issues regarding SM Entertainment and TVXQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick of this. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jo yesterday night, I can't keep waiting for them, keeping my faith like the Cassiopeia slogan, and can't accept the fact they are breaking apart. No more TVXQ. Maybe you guys think that I'm an obsessed fan girl, or maybe I really am. But this group is the first group ever that caught my eyes, drives me crazy, makes me wanna give up on my Europe trip when they are coming to Malaysia for a concert (which I didn't in the end. I was forced to aboard the plane by my mum. LOL! But I did count down when the concert starts&amp;nbsp; by staring at my watch, standing infront of the famous wishing fountain which I forgot the name in Rome), and set a new record in my life with 250 replay counts in my iPod. I like them blindly and they aspire me a lot in my life, and seeing them in this kind of situation now really hurts me. Ok, enough of my fandom. I don't think you guys can understand me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come out with different views of myself recently.&amp;nbsp; I'm deviant, different from other people; I can lock myself in my own little world and keep thinking of things which I am sometimes surprised with myself; and I am a loner, a real loner who suffer herself and unable to tell out 'cause I don't think anyone can understands me fully (my mum was right. I am a loner in my own world). Oh well, maybe I can get out of my own box one day and find someone who can truly understand me. (I'm not saying that Abigail, Jue Ann, Lauren and Charissa couldn't understand me, just that they don't know me and my weird likings, interest and "deviantness")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this blog post. I need to get my ass moving for Marilyn Monroe now. She's my Pop Culture assignment topic which I am burning the midnight oil and working last minute to pass up. Bye reader! See you again in my next blog post! (Which I think won't be in 2 weeks time 'cause knowing Ange Lee, she doesn't blog as much as others do. Oh well. TTFN! Tata for now! Huhuhuhu~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, I saw the ding ding candy &lt;strike&gt;uncle&lt;/strike&gt; grandpa today when I had dinner with my family. I oh so missed it! The &lt;strike&gt;uncle&lt;/strike&gt; (now grandpa) used to sell it in front of the school and I will buy from him everytime I see him. But he dissappeared when I enter form 4 :( Mum said this type of traditional candy is going to extinct soon. That grandpa is the one and only ding ding candy seller in Seremban now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-9136529759582378261?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9136529759582378261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=9136529759582378261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9136529759582378261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9136529759582378261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/11/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-819122056110574855</id><published>2009-10-26T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:06:35.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buttons</title><content type='html'>I want buttons in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Not just any ordinary buttons,&lt;br /&gt;But magical buttons to help me change my past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a undo button,&lt;br /&gt;To help me change my past,&lt;br /&gt;Correct some mistakes and errors I've written in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an erase button sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;To leave a blank in my memory,&lt;br /&gt;So that I will never ever remember the mistakes and stupid things I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a redo button,&lt;br /&gt;To make my life simpler by just pressing it,&lt;br /&gt;Repeat the right things I'm doing so that people will never see my flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a forward button,&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward my life in the speed of light,&lt;br /&gt;Help me fly through my bitter times and sorrow, so that I won't suffer longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a reverse button desperately,&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the time I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;Let me avoid the troubles I have to face alone and live in my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I face a delete button at the end of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Will an enter button confirms every move I make?&lt;br /&gt;Will an escape button take me away when I feel like ending this drama?&lt;br /&gt;Will a pause button spare me more time to think and calm down before facing you?&lt;br /&gt;A resume button which allows me to continue talking with you when I'm done counting from one to ten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are the buttons I wished after I met you.&lt;br /&gt;Will you present them to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-819122056110574855?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/819122056110574855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=819122056110574855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/819122056110574855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/819122056110574855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/buttons.html' title='Buttons'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7434891586103540452</id><published>2009-10-12T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:43:32.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sitting in front of the laptop in the dark at 7 in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My roommate is sleeping with music on, Katy Perry's Hot and Cold is playing over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's very obvious that my laptop screen is the brightest object in this dark room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see a mosquito flying across through my laptop screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dorm is having fogging out there and the noise of the machine sounds like the alien's invasion noise from War of the World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so WTF -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7434891586103540452?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7434891586103540452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7434891586103540452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7434891586103540452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7434891586103540452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-dark.html' title='In the dark'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6460315362849755580</id><published>2009-09-13T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:28:45.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Celebrity</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A celebrity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A job where it's confirmed from the front, behind...and beside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front, they have fans who love them, and celebrities are smiling while watching those fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind them, there are several arrows flying at and piercing their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unintentionally, the flying arrows sometimes even pierce the fans that are in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On both sides, there are masses of people are watching over their front and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if their back becomes covered in blood from the arrows piercing from behind, they must smile for the sake of the fans that cheer them on and support them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they smile and work hard till the end, the public who's watching them on both sides will slowly move to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However if they can't handle it, and if they're upsetted a little, (the public) moves to the back and even shoots arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities don't know how many people are behind them, or what kind of people or what reason they have for shooting the arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not allowed to turn around and find out either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if they turn around, the fans in the front will become completely shocked when they see the arrows that pierced their back, and the moment they turn, their entire body will be struck with arrows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what kind of people are shooting the arrows, what kind of expression they have, or what thoughts run through their minds as they shoot the arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that they simply enjoy the act itself, and they like it if new celebrities (especially ones with lots of past personal life) come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live on stage and die on the internet...a job where it's confirmed from front, back and side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......that is a celebrity.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quoted from Eunhyuk (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6460315362849755580?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-553812688564797872</id><published>2009-09-08T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:49:57.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Back the Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: I have no idea why I wrote it in the first place, I just have the urge to express it after listening to TVXQ’s Holding Back the Tears -.- I had a hard time typing it, so, just endure the typos (if have any) and the weird Chinese grammar (My poorest language of all is Chinese. My SPM result proves that. I fail as a Chinese -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;变得模糊花白的图画 和完全被抹掉的我的香气&lt;br /&gt;在耀眼的云彩中 慢慢地被遮掉&lt;br /&gt;什么话都没有的我的心 慢慢地开始转移了&lt;br /&gt;手上还残留着 从指缝之间逝去的时间&lt;br /&gt;当初为何不选者挽留呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在忍着我的眼泪呢 轻松得带着心走着&lt;br /&gt;希望在不近不远的地方 会有另一个我站着&lt;br /&gt;那个我不哭了 嘴角会扬着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又一次合上两只手 在某一个不一样的地方&lt;br /&gt;希望现在的我不是回忆而是生活&lt;br /&gt;即使像傻瓜一样也要一直在一起&lt;br /&gt;想逃离那痛苦&lt;br /&gt;让我的泪水从全身流过 干涸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我仍在在泪水里活着呢 带着我的心轻松地走着&lt;br /&gt;渴望在不近不远的地方 会有另一个我站着&lt;br /&gt;希望那个我不哭了 不会在在回忆里挣扎着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我仍在忍着我的眼泪 沉重地带着我的信念跑着&lt;br /&gt;看见再不高不低的地方 又有另一个我站着&lt;br /&gt;我会用轻轻的声音哭着 为已成为过去的回忆哭着&lt;br /&gt;却不会在回忆里活着&lt;br /&gt;因为我哭过了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-553812688564797872?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/553812688564797872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=553812688564797872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/553812688564797872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/553812688564797872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/holding-back-tears.html' title='Holding Back the Tears'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1760799320830428871</id><published>2009-08-09T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:37:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Fiona</title><content type='html'>RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to copy-paste this note, and answer all the questions. At the end, choose 15 people to be tagged - including the person who tagged you. (I'm so not going to tag anyone. You can reply the tag if you want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: Yea&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 1st Jan! SO give me my present!&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: Hot guys :D&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Mineral water&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: The air&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: Genie and Etude - Girls' Generation,  Beautiful - Colby O' Donis, No Surprise - Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Bears&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: Seremban&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: My bed&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: No&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: Do you think I will be here if I did?&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: To Terengganu&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: To be rich&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON CALLED LAST: Dixon&lt;br /&gt;R- REASON TO SMILE: Silly and random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Paranoid - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 7.15&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN: Not telling&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: Sleeping and unbalance diet?&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: Once&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: Big round thingy attached to a piece of string&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: NG... Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: No idea&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: Maybe... Brown, I guess. No typical least favourite colour&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: Girl - Younha&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: Love it :D&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: Pet Society Class a.k.a. CSC Class&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college? : The day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing?: Hmm... Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: Hmm... My heels... I guess&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?: In bed&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance?: I guess :D&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: Sadly, no. Never tried it before&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle?: :( No. It's a sad case&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled?: Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Duh. Where do aliens come from?&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles?: 'Cause you're my miracle~&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic?: Yes! So do some magic and make me rich now :D&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Satan?: Yes. The devil&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters?: Love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out?: Yes. Friends. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean?: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails?: I'm a girl. Duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside: Cold, I guess&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to?: My FM, Hitz.FM, Fly FM, Mix FM&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Bistro Palma -_-&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: Indon Mee&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched?: It's been... Quite a long time since I watched TV. Don't really remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOS:&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you IM'd?: Lauren&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of?: Myself. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to?: Secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex?: Yes -_-&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury?: Yes -_-&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry?: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm a cry baby after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person?: I guess&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy?: My favourite food, books, novels, my laptop, my iPod etc.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier?: Yes. I guess&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy?: Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken?: Once&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: No -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?: Brownish black&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings?: One pair&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos?: I wished I had one&lt;br /&gt;Eye color?: Same as my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color: Blue or gold&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Eh. Short&lt;br /&gt;Height: Tall. 175+&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing: Shirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: No. Who do you think I am?&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: Don't get you&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried: Teared a bit&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: Yes :(&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: Yes. I was having a "windy" stomach&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Definitely Coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Depends&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: ... Hard to choose&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: Depends&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: Movie&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums : Drums&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: As long as I like the design&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Corn Flakes&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: Depends on my appetite&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this tag so long?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1760799320830428871?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1760799320830428871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1760799320830428871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1760799320830428871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1760799320830428871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-fiona.html' title='Tagged by Fiona'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4020080690702538137</id><published>2009-08-08T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T07:24:48.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Memories are Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The memories are beautiful, I don't ever wanna say Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yo my friends, especially Jue Ann, Chloe, Jeane etc. from secondary school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you miss the time we spent together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been browsing through my Friendster page recently and found some interesting photos which brings back a lot of memories during high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I getting old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I tired of my present life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I choose to live in the past these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking of the memories we spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm satisfied with my present situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With new friends and new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm grateful for what I'm given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm grateful to all of you who made me who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But something inside keeps bothering me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What have I missed in the past&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to complain a lot on everything my parents decide for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I never realize that, all those decisions brought us together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were young and naive once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were playful and rebellious before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I missed the time when we were not bothered by problems and stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I missed the days we fight with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The photos in front of me brings back memories of a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Each and every one of them captures our time and memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember the childish reason of our fights now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember because of you and the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our mistakes can be forgiven now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I choose to remember the good rather than the bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe because I've grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything doesn't mean that much to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take things slowly and take a deep breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you still remember the silly trick we pull off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you still remember the tent we squeezed in when we chat till the dawn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you still remember the reason of our first fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you miss the day we fight over for some silly reasons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the little classroom which gathered all of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I missed the times when we were young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I hope you do too, my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_157435258l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/1_157435258l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malacca trip with the juniors. We were seniors but we showed a bad example for being late. Do you still remember Miss Yap and Miss Liao's faces? They were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_929773854l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/1_929773854l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally knocked your head when pulling my bag from the shelf. A piece of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;heavy metal&lt;/span&gt; fell right on top of your head, causing you to lost your abilities in drawing. Do you still remember? You always put the blame on me since then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=810966308l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/810966308l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our camp beside the lake. 8 of us squeezed inside a tent. I was shivering cold since I'm sleeping outside. It was the worst experience for me because of the Night Walk, leeches and public bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=843391478l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/843391478l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our extra class after school. Not much attended. Only few of us. But we had a great time with the teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_987904191l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/1_987904191l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our farewell for the seniors. I still remember the act we played. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Journey to the west of Puterians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=613774229l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/613774229l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Sigma of 2007. Half of the class is Chinese. We are proud to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Engineering Drawing&lt;/span&gt; students. I'm still keeping our class T-shirt and wear it oftenly. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=730495778l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/730495778l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend I've known for 13 years, since nursery till now, from January 1996 till 7th August 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=908171767l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/908171767l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember my butterfly tattoo? I still prefer you in this picture. At least you were still naive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_808224893l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/1_808224893l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jue Ann was always our photographer. We seldom see three of us in the same picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_352081536l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/1_352081536l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up now and maybe more mature than before. Nothing in this world cannot be forgiven. I've decided to forgive you and sorry, my friend. You were my first friend in high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_696802421l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/1_696802421l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can go back to the past, but let's continue it and forget the harsh feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4020080690702538137?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4020080690702538137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4020080690702538137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-8682961071975460932</id><published>2009-07-27T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:34:22.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Shu</title><content type='html'>问卷游戏规则：看完别人的问卷后，把所有的答案改成你自己的，然后寄给你认识的人，包括寄这封信给你的人。这个理论要说的是,你将了解你的朋友更多~~~~把邮件也寄回你的寄件人。你永远不知道你会从中学到些什么。 有空的话记得回复 ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 开始&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; = 你的名字: 李佳珉&lt;br /&gt;= 现在几点:16：23&lt;br /&gt;=你现在正在听什么歌: BoA - Be With You&lt;br /&gt;= 在回答这封信前你吃过什么: 河粉汤&lt;br /&gt;= 在回答这封信前你在做什么：Online&lt;br /&gt;= 你现在在哪里: 房里&lt;br /&gt;= 现在的天气如何: 阴天 （好想睡）&lt;br /&gt;= 上一次吹蜡烛的数目: 8？9？忘了&lt;br /&gt;= 你通常吹熄这些蜡烛的日期: ……&lt;br /&gt;= 你们家养过什么动物: 狗、鱼、乌龟、Hamster&lt;br /&gt;= 有写部落吗: 废话&lt;br /&gt;= 星座： 山羊/魔羯&lt;br /&gt;= 你有纹身吗:  没… 好想要一个&lt;br /&gt;= 有打几个耳洞: 一对&lt;br /&gt;= 目前有男/女友吗: 有&lt;br /&gt;= 认为自己花心吗: 不懂&lt;br /&gt;= 喝过酒吗: 我还和醉叻&lt;br /&gt;= 喝醉的糗事: 乱讲话&lt;br /&gt;= 曾经出过车祸吗: 打吉利事&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢目前的生活吗: 喜欢 :D&lt;br /&gt;= 不爱吃的东西: 很多呵&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢吃的东西: 也很多&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢喝什么  : 很多&lt;br /&gt;= 最喜欢的数字: 8&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢看哪一种电影类型: Chickflick&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢的卡通人物：Micky Mouse?&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢的品牌 : Dorothy Perkins, Forever 21, Nicole Collection...&lt;br /&gt;= 最怀念的日子: 23.12.2007&lt;br /&gt;= 伤心的经验: 忘了&lt;br /&gt;= 最喜欢星期几: 星期五、星期六、星期日&lt;br /&gt;= 最喜欢的季节： 春、秋、冬&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢的花: 玫瑰&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢的运动: 游泳&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢的冰淇淋类型: Chocolate, Sorbet, Mint...&lt;br /&gt;= 最怕什么: 蛇、鬼&lt;br /&gt;= 如果有来世: 人&lt;br /&gt;= 最讨厌的事: 用华语在电脑打字 -.-&lt;br /&gt;= 喜欢的事: 无所事事&lt;br /&gt;= 专长的事: 睡觉&lt;br /&gt;= 想做什么职业: Architect&lt;br /&gt;= 你们家住几楼:  单层&lt;br /&gt;= 觉得自己十年后会在哪里: Australia&lt;br /&gt;= 无聊的时候你大多会做些什么:　上网+睡觉+发呆&lt;br /&gt;= 目前最恼人的事: Assignment 和 Final&lt;br /&gt;= 希望的事: 成为亿万富翁&lt;br /&gt;= 觉得同性恋如何: ……&lt;br /&gt;= 如果有人误会你: 随便&lt;br /&gt;= 想过要怎么对付你讨厌的人吗: 不管他&lt;br /&gt;= 通常几点上床睡觉:  不过十二点补睡&lt;br /&gt;= 你觉得谁会先回这封信: 有心打华语的人&lt;br /&gt;= 你觉得谁是最不可能回复的人: 沒有心打华语的人&lt;br /&gt;= 你现在最想见的人: 周公&lt;br /&gt;= 你想在几岁结婚: 25-30&lt;br /&gt;= 有想过自杀吗: 有&lt;br /&gt;= 最希望谁回信: 人类&lt;br /&gt;= 想和收信者说的话是：打华语很麻烦&lt;br /&gt;= 对这封信息的感想: TMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=报告完毕=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-8682961071975460932?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8682961071975460932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=8682961071975460932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8682961071975460932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8682961071975460932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-by-shu.html' title='Tagged by Shu'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-661240626014749165</id><published>2009-07-24T07:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:50:28.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;23rd of July&lt;br /&gt;It’s your birthday today&lt;br /&gt;You must be smirking that I still remember your birthday&lt;br /&gt;You might even think I’m out of my mind to remember you&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;I never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve hurt you a lot&lt;br /&gt;I was you first&lt;br /&gt;And so were you&lt;br /&gt;I should dedicate myself in this relationship&lt;br /&gt;But I failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the day I broke your heart?&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a nightmare to you&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember the rainy day?&lt;br /&gt;When I left you in the rain without explanation&lt;br /&gt;We ended there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,&lt;br /&gt;You understand me the most&lt;br /&gt;You were always by my side&lt;br /&gt;You can read my mind easily&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn’t give my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;I regretted&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I couldn’t forget about him&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn’t give you a chance&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being stubborn in everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl will never forget her first love&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll never forget about you&lt;br /&gt;My first relationship&lt;br /&gt;My regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the punishment you left&lt;br /&gt;I can never, ever forget about you&lt;br /&gt;And I will live in regret for the rest for my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t heard any news about you recently&lt;br /&gt;We’re like a kite and a broken thread&lt;br /&gt;I hope another girl will appreciate and love you&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that I couldn’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you still hate me right now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll never forgive me&lt;br /&gt;But I still want to say&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;And may you find someone that really cares and love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-661240626014749165?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/661240626014749165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1341699809055627628</id><published>2009-07-21T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:51:28.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Fairytale</title><content type='html'>With a white piece of paper, and a slightly worn pencil&lt;br /&gt;I draw the future of you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without making a sound, I listen closely to the lullaby you’re singing&lt;br /&gt;And before I even realize, I fall asleep with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I reach the top of the hill and look down&lt;br /&gt;I can see you standing in the middle of the wide, broad world&lt;br /&gt;With hope and dreams to live in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes, and don’t move a bit&lt;br /&gt;I erase a bit here and there, as my drawing is almost finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a small flower pot on top of the large tree house with red roof&lt;br /&gt;Two kids are chasing one another under the apple tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's fill a treasure chest full with our wishes and secrets&lt;br /&gt;And hide it underneath the tree that we used to play underneath&lt;br /&gt;Let’s us write the fairy tale between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I unfold the picture in front of us&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the laughter of the happy children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke in the chimneys and the seagulls by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;The picture we captured with our own eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars in the sky stop shining, and the sea water retreats&lt;br /&gt;You've given up on the dreams you've drawn, haven't you, my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming underneath the bright sun, on top of the grassy land&lt;br /&gt;I see both of us, and the playful children around us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fairytale plays in front of us like a movie&lt;br /&gt;I see the children and us&lt;br /&gt;Living happily together in our fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Inspired when listening to Girls' Generation's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Child&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1341699809055627628?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1341699809055627628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1341699809055627628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1341699809055627628'/><link 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I don’t act like them, I don’t have the same interest like them, and I obviously don’t have the same personality like the others. Jue Ann, Charissa, Lauren, Shu, Jeane, Chloe, Jo and etc. found me weird and random.    &lt;br /&gt;I have quite a number of reasons for my doubts:    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.       I love listening to my iPod. I love music. I always have earphones on my ears when I’m doing nothing, walking to class, waiting for the food, eating, in the car and etc. My friends think that is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2.       I don’t listen to Chinese songs, which some of my friends found it unacceptable. I’m a Chinese, but I always criticize on the singers and the lyrics when I listen to the radio. Especially Taiwan songs. I kinda hate them. The only few acceptable artists are namely JJ Lin, Khalil Fong, Jay Chou (Sometimes. I admit he’ got talent), Wilber Pan and David Tao (Another weird part for me. Youngsters normally won’t fancy him). Oh, and I strongly anti Malaysian singers.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;3.       Instead of Chinese songs, I listen more to Korean and Japanese songs. Of course, also English and European songs such as Italian and Sweden. I found them more attracting. And currently, I’m addicted to Italian songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.       I’m the black sheep of the family. My grandfather and grandmother disliked the Japanese very, very much. You can say that they hate them to the heart core. However, I’m currently learning Japanese and had tuitions just nearby my grandparents’ house. How irony can this get. My parents had been trying hard to hide this secret away from my grandparents. We were like thieves, cannot be seen by lights. I cannot imagine how they will react if they find out. I love the things they hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    5.       I don’t act like my age. Teenagers around my age were supposed to hang out with their friends often, go for bowling, watching movies, meeting boys and etc. These activities are some that I dislike, but not to say hate. I rather spend some time reading novels, surf the net, watch some Japanese animation, learn a couple of Korean vocabulary and etc. But I’m starting to change recently. I hang out with my friends more often now after I started my university life. I love watching movies now :D    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.       I dislike TV. I don’t stalk the TV series like my friends and my brother does. I don’t bother to watch the TV unless something really attracts me.  I don’t chase after dramas episode by episode unless the plot is really interesting, and I hate Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas. This point of me made me left out in many conversations among my friends. Just because I don’t watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.       I exchange phone numbers with my online friends. I know telling personal details to your online friends is not safe and is wrong, but I think I’m lucky. I met some online friends that know my personality well. They understand me and brought me a lot of laughter. I personally think nothing is wrong with this, but not my friends. They found it weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.       I act differently when I online and in reality. My online friends used to say that I don’t act like my age. I act like a mature lady and a naggy woman; while Jue Ann and my mum always complained that I act like a kid who never grows up, since I like to act like a baby in front of my close friends and my family.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.       I wanted to leave the house badly. I was filled with anticipation on my new life in university. However, I end up crying for home at night.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.   My emotions change according to the song I’m listening. I can cry over a Korean ballad that I don’t really know much about the lyrics. The melody is sad enough for me to shed my tears. My emotions are pretty much random. My passion for music is strong, that I refused to sell away my beloved piano when my family had financial problems. I think they still blame me for that. I planned to keep my piano until I die. It’s a good piano.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.   I anti homosexual. I strongly can’t accept them. I don’t know why, but I just feel disgusted. I used to study in an all-girls school in secondary school. I saw many lesbians before, but I just can’t get use to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.   I love to give people random nicknames. It is easier for me to remember someone. I love customizing my phonebook, changing my friends’ name into something weird, like “Man” for Jue Ann, “Utter Cookiness” for Lauren and “Mister Vampire” for Pynic. Some may found it annoying, but I just don’t care. That’s my habit and hobby. I remember who my friends are easier.     There are more random and weird facts about me. It’ll take me the whole day just to list them out. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be enough for today. I'll update about this when I can discover more randomness in me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3477963551734508540?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3477963551734508540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3477963551734508540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3477963551734508540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3477963551734508540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-random-and-weird.html' title='Being Random and Weird'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5749158744116485262</id><published>2009-06-12T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:58:49.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Durian and Dad</title><content type='html'>My dad love durian. In fact, he loves all fruits that you can find in the world. I'm lucky that I've inherited this gene of him. Since my siblings and mum don't enjoy fruits like we do, my dad and I would always eat together and he will always peel the skin and cut the fruits for me. This is a tradition and a habit in my family since I was young. However, it ended as I enter university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I went home today to get my luggage that I need to survive in INTI. I won't be staying home for two weeks and my parents are obviously not happy about me. Still, mum drove me home and we and my dad had lunch together. As we were eating, he suddenly speaks of durians. Uncle Steven had brought us a box of durian from his durian "hill" that he owns. They are organic without polluted by pesticides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the durian season now, obviously. Usually, dad and I will visit Uncle Steven in his hill to pick the durians and eat them there on the spot. Durians always taste good when you pick them up from the ground with your own hands. But things are different this year. I'm too busy to come home and my dad had to ask uncle to send the durians to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my brothers didn't like the taste and smell of durians. And my mum will fall sick easily after they eat them. Thus, after accepting the box of durians, my dad alone ate the durians while watching TV yesterday night. Mum said he was lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got home from lunch, dad immediately brings out some of the durians and prepares them for me. He knew I loved them. He takes out a small tupperware for me and arranges all the fine durian flesh in the tipperware so that I can enjoy them in my room. Then, he starts eat with me on the dining table. He is happy and he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be going home next week on Father's Day and enjoy durians with him like we us to do. He'll be celebrating Father's Day with my siblings I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, sorry for what I've done. Sorry that I couldn't go home adn eat durians with you. Happy Father's Day in advance. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5749158744116485262?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5749158744116485262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5749158744116485262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5749158744116485262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5749158744116485262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/durian-and-dad.html' title='Durian and Dad'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5958824188401492809</id><published>2009-06-08T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:18:24.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here again. Sighs. Fiona wants updates so here am I! It's true I've been neglecting my blog for awhile but hey, I was busy. You got to understand me. It has been 6 weeks since the new semester begun and I have not had a proper break to relax. I'm tired :( Cut me some slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, I just came across this funny email that Shu Shu sent me today.  No offense dudes, but... I swear Malaysians' English are poor. You'll understand what I mean when you see this post of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let us see what I've got here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;British English vs. Malaysian English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Does the title attracts you?)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says our English is teruk? Just read below - Ours is simple, short, concise, straight-to-the-point, effective etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Britons: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Malaysians: No stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;RETURNING A CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Britons: Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone call for me a few moments ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Malaysians: Hello, who call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, I would like to get by. Would you please make way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Malaysians: S-kew me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;WHEN SOMEONE OFFERS TO PAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Britons: Hey! Put your wallet away, this drink is on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Malaysians: No need lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Malaysians: (pointing at the door) Can ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WHEN ENTERTAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Britons: Please make yourself right at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Malaysians: No need shy shy one lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Britons: I don't recall you giving me the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Malaysians: Where got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Britons: I would prefer not to do that, if you don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Malaysians: Don't want lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IN DISAGREEING ON A TOPIC OF DISCUSSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Britons: Err...Tom, I have to stop you there. I understand where you're coming from, but I really have to disagree with what you said about the issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Malaysians: You mad ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR VOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but could you please lower your voice? I'm trying to concentrate over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Malaysians: Shut up lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WHEN ASKING SOMEONE IF HE/SHE KNOWS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at me for sometime. Do I know you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Malaysians: See what, see what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Malaysians: Die lah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;WHEN TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Britons: Will someone tell me what has just happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Malaysians: What happened ah? Why like that one lah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WHEN SOMEONE DID SOMETHING WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Britons: This isn't the way to do it. Here, let me show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Malaysians: Like that also don't know how to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN ONE IS ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians: Celaka you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Don't try to deny. Malaysians do use these worlds often. It's a culture that we can hardly erase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5958824188401492809?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5958824188401492809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5958824188401492809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5958824188401492809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5958824188401492809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-8804703322337278060</id><published>2009-05-28T22:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:48:15.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>I had my English class today and our teacher, Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shamsher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asked us to read a composition about: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depression&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The or I read about it, the more I think that I'm having depression. Do you know why? Here's a checklist about the symptoms of depression and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Young Children&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend to be sick &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(I love to pretend o be sick since young)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to go to school &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(I kinda hated school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cling to parents &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(Yup. Where my mum goes, I'll be following)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry that parents may die &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(A lot. That's why I always cry when they leave me with the nursery and in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grand's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Older Children&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sulk&lt;br /&gt;Get into trouble at school&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel negative &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Always do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grouchy &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Yup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(I always think that my best friends really hated me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adults&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persistently depressed mood &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Yes. Jo should know better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel empty or sad&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(I tend to feel empty when I'm not busy at all or when I'm extreme busy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss of interest or pleasure in activities. &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(There's once I lost interest in reading. That's so not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of hopelessness and pessimism. &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(A lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(It got worst when I have big exams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Early-morning awakening&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oversleeping &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(The aftermath of insomnia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss of appetite &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(All of a sudden, I'll loss my appetite in eating.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Weight loss&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overeating &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(Not too much.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain of weight &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(Obviously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of death or suicide (Including attempted suicide) &lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/tick.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tick.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(I do always think of death. A lot, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;scarily&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my depression too serious? Or it's just common.&lt;br /&gt;Should I consult a doctor or something? I don't think it'll work though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; long with this depression and I'm still not dead yet, I think I'll just leave it alone and wait for it to... Chill off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-8804703322337278060?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8804703322337278060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=8804703322337278060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8804703322337278060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8804703322337278060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/th_tick.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-2134524427235927393</id><published>2009-05-28T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:18:17.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anyone else, It's only you for me&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm asked again, It's still only you for me&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're probably already in a different love&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go, I can't turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment my gaze was passionate&lt;br /&gt;The moment a nail was driven deeply into my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without any regrets, I chose you immediately&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I'm for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the people say, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Even if anybody curses me, I'll look only at you&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm born again, It's just only you&lt;br /&gt;Even if time passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I say I love you&lt;br /&gt;Even if I say it a thousand times, or even ten thousand times&lt;br /&gt;Until my entire heart burns, And my dry lips wear out&lt;br /&gt;I'm only for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need any words, It's only you for me&lt;br /&gt;Even if you tell me I'm too late, It's only you for me&lt;br /&gt;Although I know this love is wrong&lt;br /&gt;I can't give up on you, I can't let you go no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called you with my frozen lips&lt;br /&gt;I passionately shouted for you&lt;br /&gt;Although you never reply when I call for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you, I am&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-2134524427235927393?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2134524427235927393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=2134524427235927393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2134524427235927393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2134524427235927393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-you.html' title='It&apos;s You'/><author><name>Ange Lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgcqS52dCw8/ShZyLLTUmgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5JxHk8tSeRQ/S220/DSC01686.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1101695819603740914</id><published>2009-05-07T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:04:22.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging in Class</title><content type='html'>Yo people! I'm blogging in my class right now ;x&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to do this but...&lt;br /&gt;Tehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Shh everyone. Just don't tell my lecturer about it.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay in class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1101695819603740914?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1101695819603740914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1101695819603740914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1101695819603740914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1101695819603740914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging-in-class.html' title='Blogging in Class'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7555097555310770971</id><published>2009-04-27T22:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:27:24.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>OK. Firstly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING!&lt;/span&gt; This will me a massive picture spam blog post. I'm warning ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. On a sunny day, three lil', well, not to say lil', but still immature girls, went to Genting out of the blue. And that three girls was named, Ange, Jeane and Jue Ann -.- (Duh, it's me and my two best buds) It really wasn't our plan to go on a trip during our semester break. I swear! Till now I' still wondering why the heck we went Genting, why the heck only three of us, and how the heck we end up in Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story all started like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jeane and Jue Ann were chatting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jeane: Hey, let's go on a trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Jue Ann: OK. I'll ask Ka Mien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jue Ann rang me in MSN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Jue Ann: Jeane say let's go for a vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: o.o Where to? Malacca? Langkawi? Genting? Penang? Cameron? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(I was thinking of other things and just gave her some stupid suggestions without thinking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Jue Ann: How about Genting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: So boring. I go there almost every year. Boring. The games are boring and old. And you don't even dare to play the games in Theme Park. Shopping there is expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Jue Ann: But I long time no go dy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: -.- OK. Fine. Genting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I called Jeane and told her that we're going to Genting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: Jeane, Jue Ann suggested that we should go Genting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jeane: OK! I want to shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: How are we going to get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jeane: Relax. I know how to go! We take KTM to KL Central and take a bus to Genting. And we take the cable car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(OMFG! Cable car! I'm so not going to ride on that scary thing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the story begins with Jeane suggesting we should go on a trip, Jue Ann set the venue, and me left to do all the booking and arrangement -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy checking out the rooms and making reservations, a fact suddenly hit me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;All of us are underage&lt;/span&gt;. We aren't allowed to book rooms unless we turn 18 -.- So, I had to shamefully ask my aunt who is working in Genting to book the room for us and to check in for us. Sigh. Thanks a lot Aunt Fiona. We owe you a big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And therefore, three of us end up taking a cab to Genting from Wisma Genting on 23 of April and came back by cab on 24 of April 2009. (Jue Ann and I refused to take the cable car) The best thing is, we didn't even pay a single cent for our cab. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being a cam whore, Jeane and I took a lot of pictures. Jue Ann was our photographer. And she's good at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11771.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11771.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of Wisma Genting, KL. Waiting for the cab and my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC12035.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay us in Genting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rest of the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11774-Copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11774-Copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner in a cafe in Genting Hotel as we reached our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11775.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11775.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jeane, Me and My Aunt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11788.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11791.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had hot chocolate. And this is what the waiter serves us. A glass of milk, two chocolate sticks and a stick with a ball of chocolate at the end, which kinda makes it look like a golf stick. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11796.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11796.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11797.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11797.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('SPOILER_NAME')"&gt;((Spoiler: Click for Moaarrr Pictures :D))&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="SPOILER_NAME"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11798.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11799.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11799.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11800.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/SDC11801.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00710.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC00710.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC00696.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and lastly, I found out something memorable in my blog when I was trying to fix my template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3333.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/3333.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3333! Today is my lucky day! This number reminds me of Jae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, before I forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Audrey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Kiddo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's already 12 o'clock! Happy Birthday! You're 18 now :D So keep asking for candies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7555097555310770971?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7555097555310770971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7555097555310770971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7555097555310770971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7555097555310770971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/genting.html' title='Genting'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/th_SDC11771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7647381487383133534</id><published>2009-04-27T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:40:18.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a P!</title><content type='html'>I passed my driving test! I'm officially a P license holder now! (Oh girl! You rock!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I got very nervous and my mind keep playing the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brave&lt;/span&gt; by Jenifer Lopez -.- I'm blaming Tae Yeon on this. She ade me addicted to this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's time to be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say I'm not afraid, not anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to be cold, now the temperature's changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It just ain't the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not afraid, i'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I've become brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the light of day straight into a cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To show me the way, that I might be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm turning the page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks to the power of love I can love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I am brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly got a heart attack when the one in front of me failed her test as she accidentally slip down from the hill. She was th first one and I was the second candidate of the day. Gees. Luckily, everything ran smoothly for me and it turn out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fake driver. My speed didn't exceed 40 km/h during the test but I went up to 110 km/h during my driving lesson. And my teacher didn' even bother. He even asked my to drive faster! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to KL to relax after the test, and painfully spent 3 hundred on a Baby G, to replace my stolen one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5d3a_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/5d3a_1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah-dah! Isn't she beautiful ^^ I love Baby G!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7647381487383133534?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7647381487383133534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7647381487383133534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7647381487383133534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7647381487383133534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/shes-p.html' title='She&apos;s a P!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/th_5d3a_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6181883236473334597</id><published>2009-04-09T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:11:26.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentshown" id="chinesememe"&gt;Rules : 幸福點點名遊戲規則回答下列問題，並貼到自己的網誌or報台寫完後，自己多加一個問題然後傳給十個人，可以點被點過的人，被你點到的人你要去跟他說，我點到你了。寫完後去跟點到你的人說「我寫完了」不可以不寫喔，不然幸福就會跑掉喔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="commentshown" id="chinesememe"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.我的大名 : 李佳珉&lt;br /&gt;2 我的生日 : 1月1日&lt;br /&gt;3.誰傳給你的 : Fiona&lt;br /&gt;4.說出五個好朋友 : 黄祖恩，庄巧柔，陈佩云，叶淑亭，陈嘉慧&lt;br /&gt;5.生日想要得到什麼禮物 : Sony Ericsson Idou 谢谢&lt;br /&gt;6.近期開心的是 ： 没有 -.-&lt;br /&gt;7.近期壓力大的是 ： 功课和考试&lt;br /&gt;8.未來想做什麼啊 : 没概念&lt;br /&gt;9.有沒有喜歡的人 : 当然有！&lt;br /&gt;10.同學會要回去找老師嗎 : 要&lt;br /&gt;11.跟誰出去最幸福 : 朋友 &amp;amp; 家人咯&lt;br /&gt;12.如果你的兩個好友吵架了 : 等发生时才打算。不过几乎没可能&lt;br /&gt;13.跟情人出去最想去哪 : 溜冰&lt;br /&gt;14.聖誕節要做啥 ： 拆礼物！ 玩雪！睡觉！去派对！&lt;br /&gt;15.最想跟誰過聖誕節 : 朋友&lt;br /&gt;16.有沒有起床气 : 有&lt;br /&gt;17.有幾個兄弟姐妹 : 三个包括我&lt;br /&gt;18.最喜歡的一首歌(女生的) : 太多了，选不出&lt;br /&gt;19.最喜歡的一首歌(男生的) : 也是太多 -.-&lt;br /&gt;20.喜歡什麼顏色 : 白、黑、红、灰…&lt;br /&gt;21.上廁所會不會先沖水 : 上完后才冲，除非很臭！&lt;br /&gt;22.愛不愛我 : 我爱我自己&lt;br /&gt;23.喜歡男生還是女生 : 男的。我不玩同性恋&lt;br /&gt;24.最想大聲說什麼 : 我要假期！！！&lt;br /&gt;25.半夜敢不敢自己上廁所 : 除非有鬼&lt;br /&gt;26.上廁所會不會脫褲褲 : 白痴问题&lt;br /&gt;27.誰很欠打 : 某某查&lt;br /&gt;28.現在很迷什麼 : 迷听歌&lt;br /&gt;29.睡相很差 : 还好&lt;br /&gt;30.現在的時間 : 22.45&lt;br /&gt;31.是否痛恨傳給你點卷的人 : 不会&lt;br /&gt;32.體重多少 : 增加着 -.-&lt;br /&gt;33.今天天氣 : 雨天&lt;br /&gt;34.你懷孕了吗∶我还生了叻！&lt;br /&gt;35.你若中樂透最想做什么 : 去购物！！！吃好吃的！！！&lt;br /&gt;36.大學生一定要玩的活動 : 去夜总会！&lt;br /&gt;37.爱好：听歌、万网上游戏、看书…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【點名人物】&lt;br /&gt;1. 祖恩&lt;br /&gt;2. 淑亭&lt;br /&gt;3. Fiona&lt;br /&gt;4. Lauren&lt;br /&gt;5. May Yen&lt;br /&gt;6. 怡锦&lt;br /&gt;7. Charis&lt;br /&gt;8. Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-【４號認識６號嗎】： 认识&lt;br /&gt;02-【８號的興趣是】: 八卦&lt;br /&gt;03-【１號有沒有兄弟姐妹】： 一个弟弟、一个妹妹&lt;br /&gt;04-【７號姓氏】： 陈&lt;br /&gt;05-【４號有人追嗎】： 有男朋友了叻&lt;br /&gt;06-【承上２號呢】： 什么承&lt;br /&gt;07-【６號喜歡的顏色是】 ： 都喜欢&lt;br /&gt;08-【８號的生日是】： 7月15号！！&lt;br /&gt;09-【５號讀哪呢】： 我的大学~&lt;br /&gt;10-【你跟１號的生日差幾個月】：1个月…还是11个月？&lt;br /&gt;11-【你喜歡和２號聊天嗎】：当然&lt;br /&gt;12-【你喜歡和３號在一起嗎】：我们是双生的叻&lt;br /&gt;13-【你覺得７號人怎樣】：很聪明&lt;br /&gt;14-【你覺得6號人怎麼樣】：饮食不正常-.-&lt;br /&gt;15-【你愛５號嗎】：Mini 我爱你！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.是誰傳給你這份問卷的 : 陈嘉慧&lt;br /&gt;2.你們認識多久呢 :　1年多… 快两年了&lt;br /&gt;3.你覺得他(她)對你來說很重要嗎 : 重要的网友&lt;br /&gt;4.你與他(她)的關係是 : 朋友&lt;br /&gt;5.請問他(她)的興趣是 : 听歌&lt;br /&gt;6.你覺得他(她)的個性如何 : 单纯！&lt;br /&gt;7.他(她)在你心目中是幾分 : … 7/10？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊睡覺前第一件事 : 盖被&lt;br /&gt;＊起床前第一件事 : 赖床&lt;br /&gt;＊你的偶像是 : 很多啦&lt;br /&gt;＊你喜歡的季節 : 春秋冬&lt;br /&gt;＊你打工過嗎 : 算是吧…&lt;br /&gt;＊打工次數 : 1&lt;br /&gt;＊你想去的國家 : 这问题我已经答了很多次 -.-&lt;br /&gt;＊你討厭什麼樣的個性 : 没礼貌的&lt;br /&gt;＊你常哭嗎 : 常 :(&lt;br /&gt;＊你常笑嗎 : 常 :)&lt;br /&gt;＊去玩時喜歡一個人去嗎 : 哇… 一个人玩很孤单叻&lt;br /&gt;＊是假日時你都睡到幾點 : 自然醒… 大多数… 10点？&lt;br /&gt;＊今天的天氣是（晴 雨 陰）: 雨&lt;br /&gt;＊朋友和情人你會選擇 : 两个&lt;br /&gt;＊機會和命運你會選擇 : 两个&lt;br /&gt;＊你很自戀嗎 : 还好吧&lt;br /&gt;＊這問卷多不多 : 多&lt;br /&gt;＊要怎樣才能讓自己過的好一點 : 笨蛋。还要教吗？做自己喜欢的啦&lt;br /&gt;＊喜欢吃什么 : 很多呢&lt;br /&gt;＊喜歡吃冰嗎 : 喜欢 :D&lt;br /&gt;＊現在幸福嗎 : 还好，现在很累&lt;br /&gt;＊最在乎哪幾個朋友 : 亲近点的&lt;br /&gt;＊房間裡最重要的東西是什麼 : 一个房间该有的&lt;br /&gt;＊最常夢到什麼 ： 梦到自己死&lt;br /&gt;＊男人精神出軌要不要原諒他 : 看心理医生吧&lt;br /&gt;＊你认为人生的意义是什么 : 享受生活&lt;br /&gt;＊你知道吗？（看你们怎么回答！）: 知道！不然早就压力太大死了&lt;br /&gt;＊什么时候最讨厌我 : 从来没有&lt;br /&gt;＊你喜欢吃什么蛋糕？ : 巧克力冰淇淋蛋糕&lt;br /&gt;＊请问这个游戏可以停止了吗？ : 可以。我讨厌打华语字叻&lt;br /&gt;＊喜欢沙丁鱼吗？ : 不讨厌&lt;br /&gt;＊谁是你的知己？ : 祖恩~&lt;br /&gt;＊IQ/EQ哪一个比较高？ : 不懂&lt;br /&gt;＊電腦还是手機？ : 电脑！&lt;br /&gt;＊比较喜欢睡觉还是玩？ : 两个都喜欢&lt;br /&gt;＊Friendster 还是 Facebook ? : Facebook&lt;br /&gt;＊French 还是 Spanish? ： French！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6181883236473334597?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6181883236473334597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6181883236473334597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6181883236473334597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6181883236473334597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1176095592058017999</id><published>2009-04-09T10:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:46:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>I had my driving lesson yesterday and boy I've drove long and far enough. From &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Nilai&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Seremban&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Senawang&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Lukut&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sendayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Port Dickson&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sendayan&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Lukut&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sepang&lt;/span&gt; → &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Nilai&lt;/span&gt; (Finally). My teacher practically treated me as his driver, sending his students here and there. I was so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly on my way to Sepang, I killed a lizard, as known as the 4-legged snake (-.- WTF!?) It was totally an accident! The road was super winding and along the roads where trees and what not hills. As I drove, he reptile suddenly jumped out from the threes and settle on the road in front of me around... &lt;s&gt;4~5 meters away?&lt;/s&gt; Scratch that. 1~1.5 meters ahead. Yeap. I couldn't brake suddenly since:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(1) It's too late to break. I was driving around 80 km/h. (I drove fast. Aiks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(2) There's a car following me tightly. If I brake suddenly, 90% that car will crash me. You must understand that I value my life a lot and I was in small a Kancil that doesn't belong to me. The car behind me was a Volvo. Big one. And I don't have money to repair it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car tire practically ran across its (I think) tail and created a "Dong Dong" sound. Super scary. (I think) I broke his bone and I as so freaked out! I look at the mirror to check out on the snake and found it "sleeping" on the road. His used to be looking forward head lied down side ways and it was bleeding (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving teacher said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"Never mind. It's not your fault. That snake is committing suicide&lt;/span&gt; (-.-). &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Someone will pick up the dead body later&lt;/span&gt; (o.o). &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Indians love to cook curry with it&lt;/span&gt; (WTF?!)&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would scream and yell if I wasn't paying attention to the road. I told my mum after the incident and she scolded me. So, I've decided I'll be vegetarian for a whole week to pay my respect for the poor snake. (Although I really hate snakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mr. 4-Legged Snake! I will pray for you! Wish you all the best in heaven (WTF?!)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1176095592058017999?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1176095592058017999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1176095592058017999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1176095592058017999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1176095592058017999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-8098794866859639300</id><published>2009-04-05T19:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:38:29.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Date of birth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ist Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Best present that you've received:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toshiba Laptop (Thanks Uncle Jimmy)&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Europe (Thanks Aunt Fiona)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The gift you wanted:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A car&lt;br /&gt;A Sony Ericsson Idou&lt;br /&gt;New furniture for my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Fav colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Peach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Fav numbers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Place that you want to travel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;Korea&lt;br /&gt;Antarctica&lt;br /&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;Seattle&lt;br /&gt;Sabah (-.- I always wanted to travel there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. You feel happy when you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Online&lt;br /&gt;Read&lt;br /&gt;Hang out&lt;br /&gt;Shop&lt;br /&gt;Eat (LOL! I'm going to get fat)&lt;br /&gt;Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Fav movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents' Trap (All time fav since I was a kid)&lt;br /&gt;50 First Date&lt;br /&gt;Twilight (Typical)&lt;br /&gt;Lion King&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Vacation&lt;br /&gt;Bolero (I saw the preview and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://gossipwhatever.ipbfree.com/index.php?s=636704987c2ceeefd0d2d8824613542e&amp;amp;showuser=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it)&lt;br /&gt;Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Fav artist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;Super Junior&lt;br /&gt;SS501&lt;br /&gt;Girls's Generation&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;SHINee&lt;br /&gt;JJ Lin&lt;br /&gt;Khalil Fong&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Tagged :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe&lt;br /&gt;Lauren&lt;br /&gt;Charis&lt;br /&gt;Marko&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Wee&lt;br /&gt;Gregory&lt;br /&gt;Apple&lt;br /&gt;Fiona&lt;br /&gt;PyNic&lt;br /&gt;Nini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-8098794866859639300?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8098794866859639300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=8098794866859639300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8098794866859639300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8098794866859639300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5751436657605049901</id><published>2009-04-02T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:23:27.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentations</title><content type='html'>Presentations! A must that you have to pass when you enter college or university. I have two presentations today, and let me tell you, it's tiring. And I suck at it. This wasn't the first time I present, but my first presentation is a mess. 'Cause I twisted my shoulder and my neck. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00295.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00298.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00298.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fun being me man. It's my fate that I'll twist my body parts twice in three years. This "tradition" of mine never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Elementary English&lt;/span&gt; presentation (which I presented a weird-looking food and convinced my friends to try on it) and my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;General Studies&lt;/span&gt; presentation (which I presented about my research on students learning math and science subjects in English). I woke up early in the morning and stuck my face on the computer screen rather than practicing and rehearsing. So, you can actually imagine how bad I've done in my presentation without any preparation. I was too occupied by episode 24 and 25 of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Boys over Flowers&lt;/span&gt; -.- My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high heels that I wore today killed my feet. My skin peeled off and it was bleeding. My sole was numb and my leg trembled a lot after I went back to my room. It hurts badly! Lauren told me you need to bite your shoe when you first bought it, 'cause "pantang" (I think it probably means that the shoe won't "bite" us after we bite them). I felt like chewing my high heels now, so that it won't hurt my leg next time when I wear them. LOL! Hello dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know my "mic phobia" turns on stage too. I got nervous when I presented in front of my classmates. But I never had this phobia when I danced in front of the whole school during primary. Weird. I was so busy presenting and nervous too noticed that Charis took my handphone and snapped pictures of me. LOL! &lt;s&gt;People could easily steal my things next time when I present ;x&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren, Charissa and Mini performed well today. They were great! It's interesting. And I took a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00439.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time-keeper of our presentation. Fui Yong and Wei Ping. (Sorry if I spelled your names wrongly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00456.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00456.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My China classmates, Gao Qing and Ya Lan. They are tall and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00432.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ya, my Myanmar classmate. She is very nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00425.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00425.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charis and Lauren, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00434.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00434.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Yee and Eileen cam-whoring. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00436.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tien Pao and Yee Mun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00440.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren (with retard face) and Marko (My rumored father)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00452.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory and Charis. The lovely mother and son. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00445.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Yen. Sweet Mini-size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00442.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Wee, our slide finger, a.k.a my Ah Ba. I have two "fathers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, me myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00427.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00427.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN5733.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSCN5733.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charis took these for me using my phone when I was presenting. Thanks you &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gossipwhatever.ipbfree.com/index.php?s=48bb13937579461276e7b2fa703d06f1&amp;amp;showuser=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00466.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00466.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00467.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/DSC00467.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Something Random:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke early in the morning one day and I have nothing to do while waiting for the time to come for me to go to class. So I played with my web cam and took some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/IMG000030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't normally take pictures with specs. 'Cause it kinda looks nerdy on me ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/IMG000035.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pinned up all my hair. Just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/IMG000031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5751436657605049901?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5751436657605049901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5751436657605049901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5751436657605049901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5751436657605049901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/presentations.html' title='Presentations'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/th_DSC00295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7118334246061328543</id><published>2009-03-31T22:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:43:28.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry, Come Back</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for not telling you earlier&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being annoying&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for teasing you and playing jokes on you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for pissing you off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 14 days just to believe that...&lt;br /&gt;You're gone now&lt;br /&gt;You have decided to leave my world&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me alone in the corner of the streets&lt;br /&gt;While you fly to the place you've always dream of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gone now&lt;br /&gt;Please pass this message to her&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I need her&lt;br /&gt;Tell her we'll never be apart&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I miss her&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I regret&lt;br /&gt;And tell her I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it'll take me to walk across the sea of fire, I'll do it&lt;br /&gt;Just to see you one more time&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell you and talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Just to leave another unforgettable memory between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll treasure every pieces of you this time&lt;br /&gt;I won't annoy you this time&lt;br /&gt;I'll frame our memory in my heart this time&lt;br /&gt;Just come back&lt;br /&gt;For I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you badly&lt;br /&gt;I need you badly&lt;br /&gt;I've been a coward, denying and hiding from the fact that you've left me&lt;br /&gt;I was too occupied to think&lt;br /&gt;I made myself busy and I made a dream&lt;br /&gt;But when I wake up from my dream&lt;br /&gt;I realize&lt;br /&gt;You who were always in my heart, had left me for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is still with you&lt;br /&gt;And you're still in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm still standing here in the same spot&lt;br /&gt;I'm here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;This will be your place when you fell tired&lt;br /&gt;Just come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm selfish&lt;br /&gt;I only think of myself&lt;br /&gt;But I can never bear the pain when you leave me&lt;br /&gt;You never give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being a jerk&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve you, I know&lt;br /&gt;But just come back when you need a place to hide&lt;br /&gt;No one can never ever replace you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget the tiny little me&lt;br /&gt;Even though you don't have the same feeling towards me and even hate me&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;At least you'll still remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7118334246061328543?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7118334246061328543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7118334246061328543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7118334246061328543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7118334246061328543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sorry-come-back.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry, Come Back'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3391372975982891895</id><published>2009-03-31T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:29:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know, it's been forever since I update my blog with my own journal and not tags. I was busy! You got to forgive me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is obviously not about Jesse McCartney's "Leavin'", but is a friend of mine, leaving to Australia. Dyi Ting, the friend that I know but not close to. She will be flying across the seas to another country called Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Dyi Ting since Form One, and we were never close. We will say "Hi" to each other but we don't always hang out. Her departure today reminds me of my high school life. Time passed by fast. Like a movie in front of my eyes. I don't really feel happy about it. It made me regret, for not having enough fun; for doing silly things that doesn't make any sense; for always complaining on my school; for not behaving well in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that day I wrote about my high school life in SMK Puteri in my journal. My eyes were immersed in tears. I regret a lot of things, and not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Dyi Ting! Wish you all the best in Australia! I;ll visit you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3391372975982891895?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3391372975982891895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3391372975982891895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3391372975982891895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3391372975982891895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/leavin.html' title='Leavin&apos;'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7498420457273698485</id><published>2009-03-03T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:57:22.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Facts About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;25 Facts About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tagged by Zhu Wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 25 random facts about me:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I &lt;a href="http://gossipwhatever.ipbfree.com/index.php?s=aa085f2ed98f276acc250c369124e19d&amp;amp;showuser=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; sour food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I listen to Kpop and Jpop more than Chinese songs and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm born on the 1st of Jan 1992?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I got insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My favourite boy band is TVXQ! And they rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My room is fulled with posters XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I was so happy when I know I finally can leave my home for a new campus life, but I missed home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I always like to quarrel with the guy that I like. And he end up not liking me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My online friends know me too well. I think they are stalker. (Staring at Jo and PyNic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I like to sing. But whenever there's a microphone near my mouth, my voice will be automatically go out-of-tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I hate Science subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I prefer glasses more than contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm learning Japanese, but they ain't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I can be very emo if I want, and write those weird poems. Maybe I should blog about them one day. But they sounded crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Music is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;But not excessive raps and metal rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I actually spend very little when I get into university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I have two personalities? LOL! I act differently in front of my friends and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I wanted to give up my Europe trip for TVXQ's concert before. My mother scolded me. And I was staring at my watch to countdown the time the concert will start when I was in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;ice-creams :D Especially Jelato and chocolate :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I suck at speaking Chinese and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. My hobby is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I'm going to transform into an Otaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I'm kinda fed up and pissed on listening to my friend's love life these days. Although I do felt them interesting in the beginning. They annoy and irritate me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm a free-thinker. I do believe in God, but not specific in one religion only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I miss my 16 year-old life. Sweet sweet 16~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7498420457273698485?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7498420457273698485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7498420457273698485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7498420457273698485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7498420457273698485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/25-facts-about-me.html' title='25 Facts About Me'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4187535613298520218</id><published>2009-02-06T18:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:37:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Put your iTunes/mp3 player/Cellphone etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Write the name of the song, regardless of however weird :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag some friends who might enjoy doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here Goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAY "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;The Cool vs. The Pretty - FT Island&lt;br /&gt;This is what we called Cow Head Not Match Horse Mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Hook Me Up - The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;Not making any sense -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm Stupid - SS501&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I'm really feeling stupid today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;He Said She Said - Ashley Tisdale&lt;br /&gt;We don't bother what he said she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Fading Star - Whee Sung&lt;br /&gt;No! I don't wanna be like Lee Hyori! Nor Whee Sung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Ride On - TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! This song is sexy! But I'm not -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Breathing - BoA&lt;br /&gt;Of xourse they are breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Lady Marmalade - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;0932 - Jordan Chan (WTH?!)&lt;br /&gt;It's 4! My Maths. ain't that poor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Way To Go - Girls' Generation&lt;br /&gt;You go girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;When You Told Me You Loved Me - Jessica Simpson&lt;br /&gt;Err...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Strong Baby - Seung Ri&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Strong Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Rainism - Rain&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a bad boy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Girls On Top - BoA&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Close To You - Uknow YunHo&lt;br /&gt;Of course thy are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Mirotic - TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts - Max ChangMin&lt;br /&gt;Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness - Super Junior&lt;br /&gt;Happy always~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Taboo - Koda Kumi&lt;br /&gt;They are not taboo -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORSE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Why - Jang Ri In&lt;br /&gt;Why what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Cry My Lover - TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;I die because I cry a lot?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Miss You - TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;La La La - Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;La La La La~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;She's Gone - Super Junior&lt;br /&gt;My friends left me. Sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;One - TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;Once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Kisses Don't Lie - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Kisses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;One - Epik High (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;One people likes me? So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Candy - H.O.T.&lt;br /&gt;I change myself into a candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Look Who's Talking - BoA&lt;br /&gt;Look who's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Gee - Girls' Generation&lt;br /&gt;Gee gee gee gee Babe babe babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I'm gonna tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utter Cookiness&lt;br /&gt;One Mad Fab Girl&lt;br /&gt;Shadow of a Princess&lt;br /&gt;Set Up My World&lt;br /&gt;Little Gypsy Tale&lt;br /&gt;Vicassiedona&lt;br /&gt;PyNic&lt;br /&gt;Mini Size Yen&lt;br /&gt;Xira Sweet Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Hot Shots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4187535613298520218?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4187535613298520218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4187535613298520218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4187535613298520218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4187535613298520218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/gee.html' title='Gee'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5982101441432774672</id><published>2009-01-31T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:33:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Directions :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose five people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave a comment (“You’re tagged!”), and to read your blog, you can’t tag a person who tagged you. Since you can’t tag me, let me know when you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; posted your blog, so I can see your weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I always wanted to have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gathering&lt;/span&gt; with my primary school friends, but I decided to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not go&lt;/span&gt; when they have one. I just don't feel like going suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm an octopus&lt;/span&gt;. This is a random nickname for me, after I knew this bunch off zoo animals and a waitch and a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love everything sour&lt;/span&gt; XD I found very few people likes sour. Why~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I rarely, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;REALLY rarely speaks Malay&lt;/span&gt;. After and before I get into Inti. Last time was still ok, but now I need to think really long before I use that abandoned language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I forogt all my Japanese! OMG! But my Korean improved a lil' better -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I met &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4 friends that are totally different&lt;/span&gt; from my other friends after I begin my campus life in Inti. The strange thing is, I can cope with them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I didn't buy any skirts or jeans for this CNY&lt;/span&gt; :( They were either too big or too small when I try them on -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My dad just bought a webcam to stalk me&lt;/span&gt; when I'm in campus. Why~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm lazy to blog nowadays.&lt;/span&gt; And I prefer typing rather than writing. Can I open a blog to write my journal for my assignment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I broke my hand when I was sitting SPM&lt;/span&gt;?! On the second day of the effing exam! I think I'm going to flung almost all the papers/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I change school?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just found out that someone I know last time ran away from home because her parents forced her to study form 6. Her parents finally agreed not to klet her study form 6 but I heard that SHE'S GOING TO INTI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I eat a lot after that incident&lt;/span&gt;. Can I blame that @#$%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I don't stalk forums nowadays&lt;/span&gt;. Too lazy. (Jo and Fiona, please don't expect me to reply all the threads in GW. I'm a bad admin :( And I'm too lazy to type in MSN. Sorry PyNic. I left it "online" when I'm not there a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm out of random facts? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I feel like cursing the one who started this tag. I'm not that random to think of 16 random facts now. This is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; I feel like eating Maggie mee now&lt;/span&gt;. Random enough? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna tag you! Muahahaha!&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;br /&gt;PyNic&lt;br /&gt;Nini&lt;br /&gt;Hot Shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manzyone65ive.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5982101441432774672?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5982101441432774672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5982101441432774672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5982101441432774672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5982101441432774672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged ^^'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1947293533163105088</id><published>2009-01-16T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:46:35.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, Friends!</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends! I know I know, it's been forever since I update my blog. But hey! I was busy! Busy looking for universities, looking for a suitable course, busy sleeping and lazing around the house :D Oh and, I was also busy catching up with my beloved anime~ Oh god I missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school  started a week ago, this is the second week. I met some friends, of course, and I'm going to tell about them today! Yay! (Jo, please don't stalk me, I know you love me) Here are some brief info about them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00108.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00108.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Charissa :D She is 18 and she lives in Kajang, the home of satay. She's fun and she's really good at filling up her life. Oh, she loves clubbing! Oh yeah! She also has many ideas and creative thoughts in her mind ^^ I don't think anyone's life will be bored when hanging around with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00106.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00106.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dear Lauren~ Lauren worked in The Star in JB before, and she was originally borned in Malacca, moved to Brunei and then end up in Johor. Complicating. Anyway, she's fun to know with. She might be my next roommate too :D And she eats a lot. I mean, she gets hungry very very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00104.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a mouse. Nah, she's Minnie! The Minnie Mouse XD Opps, wrong name. She's Mini. I call her Mini Size XD 'Cause she's just so mini to me. She looks different when wearing specs. Mini is from Malacca. Mini eats many rice, but she's mini. I wonder where all the food went. Oh! She also has a dear boyfriend. Sorry to the guys that like her XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00105.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00105.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Yee Mun XD Same age as Charissa! Oh yeah~ Very pretty girl~ A guy just asked her to be our Miss Inti. Yee Mun doesn't stay in the hostel like us. Sighs, less fun. She didn't get to join us for RC (Lauren loves roti tissue ever since we went to mamak) She is also very socialize. She is good in maths. Yee Mun! You're cute ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00113.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tien Bao a.k.a Mandy~ I seriously love her name. Tien Bao, simply means the babe of heaven. She is fun and active. However, accidentally attracted a stalker. Sighs... That guy needs to get a live. Tien Bao is a friend I met during orientation. She's Charissa's friend during high school. And she is pretty ^^ (Everyone is pretty to me) Hope we can be great friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the intro ends. Let's some picture spam of us together XD Well, I work as the photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01881.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC01881.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cooked spaghetti in Mini's dorm. It's edible, cause I didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01880.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC01880.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00078.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During orientation, we were supposed to compete with other groups and form a longest line, using nothing but things that we're wearing and have in our pockets. Many boys strip off their shirts. (My eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00085.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeane and Chloe are also studying in Inti too :D Yay my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00083.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00083.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00082.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie Jeane ^^&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do while waiting for someone to get us the school t-shirt. We have nothing better to than cam-whoring XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00102.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00110.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Xeel. He is like... Close to everyone. Even when the girls are talking on some secret topics, he'll just bug in and join the convo, in a way. And he's random and funny XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01884.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC01884.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math -.- The subject that I... Not like. The equations are all the same as secondary, but higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01887.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC01887.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01887.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01883.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC01883.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay Lauren who finished the difficult question! Yay her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Personal/Inti/DSC00103.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was being random XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up more on my room and my P.O.V. later XD See ya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1947293533163105088?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1947293533163105088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1947293533163105088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1947293533163105088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1947293533163105088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-time-friends.html' title='Long Time, Friends!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1556659593607647312</id><published>2008-11-13T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:44:23.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags</title><content type='html'>I think my blog is deserted. I need to update it! I saw a freaking long but interesting tag in Fiona's blog. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 22:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Ange Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: real: 0 , unreal: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: real: 2 unreal: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 5, for school shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 161cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: In my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: Fruit juice, Coco Cola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: European and American stylem sometimes Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school: Of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken some one's heart: Yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell of your chair: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: Full of books and posters on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: My phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever Had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight: I don't know. Never experienced it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You danced with: My friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: A song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: Yeap. My friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: Does a broken thumb consider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex: No. Lost connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat: Duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: ... What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 22:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children: I prefer babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often: Not recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: No. It's ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted: No. I'm lazy to polish and remove them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: My parent's. So big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour shirt are you wearing now: Pale yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: Crying. My hands hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last: Yesterday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person: No idea. I can be cold sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets: My Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now: ... In Korea? Big Bang! TVXQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hold hands with the person who means anything to you now: Jeane is my friend. She loves to hold my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now: Answering this tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window: ... No, I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth: What kind of truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving: Yes. But not when my patience is off the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father: Me mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of: My parents and brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved: excluding those singers bands and etc: My family... And friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time: It's random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watch TV&lt;br /&gt;- Swimming&lt;br /&gt;- Studying&lt;br /&gt;- Nagging my mother&lt;br /&gt;- Playing with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get a credit card!&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to drive&lt;br /&gt;- Dump all my books and clear my room&lt;br /&gt;- Stalk all universities and courses&lt;br /&gt;- Get a job is possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Candies, especially lollipops&lt;br /&gt;- French fries&lt;br /&gt;- Potato chips&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- Ice cream (All time favourite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Travel&lt;br /&gt;- Buy tons of CD's&lt;br /&gt;- Employ TVXQ (lol)&lt;br /&gt;- Update my gadgets&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy&lt;br /&gt;- Can get cranky&lt;br /&gt;- Likes to burn mid-night coil&lt;br /&gt;- Careless&lt;br /&gt;- Saying things without thinking, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My room&lt;br /&gt;- My grandpa's house&lt;br /&gt;- My uncle's house, which is also my house is KL&lt;br /&gt;- Used to live in Glory Beach resort, we had an apartment there&lt;br /&gt;- My home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Assistant A.P. system for club activities&lt;br /&gt;- Help my mum in moving things&lt;br /&gt;- Student&lt;br /&gt;- Like Fiona, fan&lt;br /&gt;- Librarian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1556659593607647312?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1556659593607647312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1556659593607647312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1556659593607647312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1556659593607647312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/11/tags.html' title='Tags'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6491907538828987400</id><published>2008-10-21T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:24:29.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muahahaha!</title><content type='html'>Muahahahaha1 I got my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TVXQ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; album! Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01637.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01637.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01638.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01638.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01641.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01641.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01643-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01643-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01642.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6491907538828987400?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6491907538828987400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6491907538828987400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6491907538828987400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6491907538828987400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/10/muahahaha.html' title='Muahahaha!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/th_DSC01637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5464712994710423670</id><published>2008-09-25T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:01:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parody</title><content type='html'>Recently I've watched many fan-made parody of TVXQ's Mirotic MV. Althought I felt a bit insulted when they use the MV to express other things, but I couldn't resist to laugh at the lyrics, until my mouth and stomach hurt. LOL! Some of it is really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MGpOs3U0wME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MGpOs3U0wME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a bit pervert-ish. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;By Ki Sung85&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;She's not the type of girl you take home to your mother.&lt;br /&gt;She said "Baby I'm a witch. The thought of drinking your blood turns me on."&lt;br /&gt;I said "I'll be your horny warlock."&lt;br /&gt;This is worse than the time Junsu gave us all crabs. (I don't get this one, but it is funny. Haha)&lt;br /&gt;My sugar daddy and I were about to get it on when that bitch took me. (Sugar daddy? Gay?)&lt;br /&gt;Now to make it up to him I'm gonna have to blow him all month long. (This one is... Rated)&lt;br /&gt;Micky shut the fuck up! That Jrocker looked clean enough. (Don't get it)&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Suju we don't need our fans to do our dirty works. (Insulting much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_Ft12fsIPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_Ft12fsIPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;By soulinmyeye&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse her dodgy house, she hasn't been paid for months&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse her floatation as well, she hasnt eaten. (LOL! Haahahahahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate enought to even hit on my hairstylist. (Hahahaha... This I understand! Your hairstyle is... Eww)&lt;br /&gt;No other woman. No naked models. (LOL! The pronounciation is almost the same! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neon nareul wonhae. Neon naege ppajyeo. = You want me, You've fallen for me&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Wait, you're not Ara unnie, are you? (What's with Go Ara?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching her strip our Jae, touching his b*tch U-Know (Yaoi~)&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Girls might've rejected us for Big Bang. (Hahahahahaha... This news... Hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;They thought we are mad using omona to make Hee Chuldance to TVXQ songs again. (Hahahahahahahaha... Hee Chul love the Wonder Girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXBKUrojZ1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXBKUrojZ1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anti-Tiffany (A Girls' Generation member) Parody&lt;br /&gt;By 651012&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, the lyrics are true and decribing the fact, but I still fell insulted as they use the song to say something negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BinwXGiuCI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BinwXGiuCI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aienbest&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to decribe this but, LOL!It is sort of funny! t's a story. I really recomand this. Kidnap Super Junior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5464712994710423670?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5464712994710423670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5464712994710423670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5464712994710423670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5464712994710423670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/09/parody.html' title='Parody'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3520864900813108556</id><published>2008-09-19T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:38:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirotic~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;FREAKISHLY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;AGGRESSIVELY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;UNCONTROLLABLE&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;DEEPLY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;DYINGLY&lt;/span&gt;! Addicted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! This song is way awesome! Firstly I listened to the music, and I found it sexy. Secondly I read through the lyrics and found it seductive. Lastly, I ended up falling in love with this song and TVXQ! Oh My God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who were wondering about the lyrics, here's it. I've found it in &lt;a href="http://gossip-whatever.forumotion.com"&gt;Gossip-Whatever&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;주문&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;시작은 달콤하게, 평범하게 나에게 끌려&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;언제나 그랬듯이 먼저 말을 걸어와&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;모든 가능성, 열어둬 Oh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;사랑은 뭐다? 뭐다! 이미 수식어 Red ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;난, breakin` my rules again 알잖아 지루한걸?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;조금 다쳐도 넌, 괜찮아 Oh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*넌 나를 원해 넌 내게 빠져 넌 내게 미쳐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;헤어 날수 없어 I got you- Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;넌 나를 원해 넌 내게 빠져 넌 내게 미쳐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;넌 나의 노예 I got you- Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;네 머릿속을 파고드는 날카로운 눈빛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;나 아니고선, 움직이지도 않는 Chrome heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;네가 선택한 길인걸 Oh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;혈관을 타고 흐르는 수억 개의 나의 Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;마침내 시작된 변신의 끝은 나&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;이것도 사랑은 아닐까? Oh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*Repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;한 번의 키스와 함께-날이 선듯한-강한 이끌림&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;두 번의 키스, 뜨겁게 터져버릴 것 같은 네 심장을&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Yeah~ 너를 가졌어 You know you got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Yeah~ Come on! Come on! I got you- Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;네 꿈속에 난 널 지배하는 마법사 내 주문에&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;넌 다시 그려지고 있어 I got you-Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;My devils ride, 더는 숨을 곳이 없잖아 그렇다면&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;이젠 즐겨 보는게 어떨까 I got you-Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;넌 나를 원해 넌 내게 빠져 넌 내게 미쳐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;헤어 날수 없어 I got you- Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;넌 나를 원해 넌 내게 빠져 넌 내게 미쳐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;넌 나의 노예 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I got you- Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Romanization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Jumun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Shijageun dalkomhage, peongbeomhage naege kkeullyeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;eonjena geuraetdeushi meonjeo mareul georeowa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;modeun ganeungseong, yeoreodwo Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;sarangeun mwoda? mwoda! imi sushigeo Red Ocean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;nan, breakin' my rules again aljanha jiruhangeol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;jogeum dachyeodo neon, kwaenchanha Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;* neon nareul wonhae neon naege ppajyeo neon naege michyeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hae eo nal su eobseo I got you~ under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;neon nareul wonhae neon naege ppajyeo neon naege michyeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;neon naui no ye I got you~ under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;ne meorisogeul pagodeuneun nalkaroun nunbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;na anigoseon umjigijido anheun chrome heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;nega seontaekhan giringeol Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hyeolgwaneul tago heureuneun sueok gae ui Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;machimnae shijakdwaen byeonshin ui kkeuteun na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;ijeotdo sarangeun anilkka? Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;han beon ui kiseuwa hamkke-nari seondeuthan-ganghan ikkeullim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;do beon ui kiseu, ttogeopge tajyeobeoril geot gateun ne shimjangeul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Yeah~ neoreul gajyeosseo You know you got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Yeah~ Come on! Come on! I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;ne kkumsoge nan neol jibaehaneun mabeobseo nae jumune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;neon dashi geuryeojido isseo I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;My devil's ride, daneun sumeul goshi eobjanha geureohdamyeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;ijen jeulkyeo buneunge eotteolkka? I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;neon nareul wonhae neon naege ppajyeo neon naege michyeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hae eo nalsu eopseo I got you~ under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;neon nareul wonhae neon naege ppajyeo neon naege michyeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;neon na ui no ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I got you~ under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Maze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;From the start, you were sweet and simply attracted to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You'd stay always like that, you said when you first walked up to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;All the possibilities opened up Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;What is love? What! right now it is Red Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm breaking my rules again. You know it's getting boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You do get hurt a little bit, it's all right Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;* You want me, you've fallen for me, you're crazy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You can't break out, I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You want me, you've fallen for me, you're crazy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You are my slave, I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It nests in your head, the sharp stare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It's not me, my unmoving Chrome heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This is your choice Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Flowing through your veins running through you are millions of my Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Finally, the end of the transformation (t/n: the end of my transformation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This must be love? Oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;* You want me, you've fallen for me, you're crazy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You can't break out, I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You want me, you've fallen for me, you're crazy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You are my slave, I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;With a single kiss~ the day revitalizing~ a powerful pull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The second kiss, it sent a blow to your heart and it feels hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeah~ I have you! You know you got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeah~ Come on! Come on! I got you- Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In your dreams i order you under my magic spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You want to do it again, I got you~Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My devils ride, you now don't have a place to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Let's have fun now that i have you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;* You want me, you've fallen for me, you're crazy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You can't break out, I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You want me, you've fallen for me, you're crazy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You are my slave, I got you~ Under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Credits : elune@mirotic.blogspot.com  + yummiebiey@gossipwhatever + AngeCloud.bs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3520864900813108556?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3520864900813108556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3520864900813108556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3520864900813108556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3520864900813108556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/09/mirotic_19.html' title='Mirotic~'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-2403079506059049394</id><published>2008-09-16T21:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:52:21.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirotic!</title><content type='html'>Today is just my lucky day! Well, cut off the exam part. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;teaser&lt;/span&gt; and poster of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a.k.a. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TVXQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s 4th Korean Album is out! And seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY ARE SUPER DUPER &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (fan squeal as background music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you know what “mirotic” means? Because we don’t. Merriam-Webster, dictionary.com and Google also don’t so it’s definitely not English. But, that is the title of &lt;strong&gt;Dong Bang Shin Ki&lt;/strong&gt;’s upcoming fourth album, slated for release on &lt;strong&gt;September 23&lt;/strong&gt;. According to &lt;a href="http://newsen.com/news_view.php?uid=200809160835391002"&gt;Newsen&lt;/a&gt;, the SM gods decided to combine the Korean word for “maze” (미로) and just added an English word (ahem) “tic” at the end.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The title track, going by the same name, is produced by &lt;strong&gt;Remee/Troelsen&lt;/strong&gt;, the same duo who worked on &lt;strong&gt;BoA&lt;/strong&gt;’s “Look Who’s Talking,” which is supposed to be part of her American debut. (We know SM likes to save money, so who wants to bet Remee/Troelsen offered them a 2-for-1 production deal?)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Mirotic’s choreography was done by &lt;span class="snap_shots"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenny Wormald&lt;/strong&gt;, who has appeared in the film “You Got Served” and in the music videos of Justin Timberlake, Chris Brown, Prince, and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="snap_shots"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="snap_shots"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Source: Seoulbeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="snap_shots"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BUY THAT ALBUM! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is, I assumed the poster or the album cover of Mirotic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/TVXQ/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dbsk_20080915_seoulbeats.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 465px; height: 461px;" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/TVXQ/dbsk_20080915_seoulbeats.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the teaser! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4aoDP_9jvmQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4aoDP_9jvmQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-2403079506059049394?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2403079506059049394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=2403079506059049394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2403079506059049394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2403079506059049394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/09/mirotic.html' title='Mirotic!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/TVXQ/th_dbsk_20080915_seoulbeats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6807185558255661408</id><published>2008-09-13T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:09:09.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends! Another week of my trials has finished! Left few subjects to go... Sighs. However... The good news happened to me is... I GOT MY INTERNET FIXED! Yay! I can stalk TVXQ's news again! I am hungry for their new album. I MUST HAVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna share the topic about exam today. Hehe... (P.S. I'm getting crazier because of this damn trial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessities for exam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;1. Your bag, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01442.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine, present from my Aunt who is working in IDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;2. Books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01443.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference books and text books. The one above is my history book. Quite good. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;3. Glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01447.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01447.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is mine. Get one your own. I look dorky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;4. Pens. Lots of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01439.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new pen. Well, it turn into this after the first day of my exam. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01440.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote 10 sheets for that &lt;strike&gt;stupid&lt;/strike&gt; paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;5. Pencil Box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01427-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01427-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that gold colour thingy? Well, that's mine. Ignore the other items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;6. Tons of papers. For notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01387.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this brand from Popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;7. Coffee. Trust me, you'll need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01426-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01426-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my precious Yunho mug. I drank countless of 3 in 1 ready-made coffee. It ended up I didn't sleep for 48 hours. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01455.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01455.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01454.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01454.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;8. Your lucky charm for exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01428.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine, a present from Abby. However, I didn't thought it will bring my luck, until I didn't bring it along with me that day when I sat for my Physic paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;9. Ice pack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01413.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01413.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seriously need this one. My hand was aching and paining for 3 days after the massive writing. I need an ice pack to relieve the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01425.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01425.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ice pack for my head. I got headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;10. Your study table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01433.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01433.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved it near to my bed. Easier for me to study. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;11. Alarm clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01451.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wake you up in the middle of the night, just to study. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01427.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01427.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about this picture, actually, I need a mosquito repellent when I sit for my exam, since the exam hall of my school is a breeding spot. You cna see my ODM watch there. Hehe. And my school name tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my Yunho pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01441.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01441.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit old. I use it to hold my iPod and handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/DSC01415.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a cut before my exam started. I wonder it is a bad sign. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my exam needs. I'm going to sit for my Biology paper next week Tuesday. Sighs. Hate memorizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, I just got a hair cut ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just change my fringe and cut the split ends of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want this phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=W902_see_the_product_large_2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/W902_see_the_product_large_2.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson w902i. I want the red wine colour version! Need to get my hands on that. Or this phone will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=W595_see_the_product_large_2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/W595_see_the_product_large_2.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson w595i. Nice, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's all for today. There isn't anymore. Hehe. See ya'll next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6807185558255661408?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6807185558255661408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6807185558255661408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6807185558255661408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6807185558255661408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/09/exam.html' title='Exam'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Blog/th_DSC01442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4637578633574492167</id><published>2008-09-07T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:00:09.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of Trials</title><content type='html'>A week of my trials has passed by. I had sat for my Malay, English, EST and History papers. And all I have to say is... HISTORY IS DAMN HARD! I think i forgot much of the points for the essay. Plus I really didn't get enough sleep as I were busy preparing, studying, day-dreaming, "emo-ing" and sulking. It turns out that I drank all of my parents' coffee stock in the house. As a result... Hehehe.. I didn't sleep for 48 hours. My parents nagged me about it. I still look healthy to my friends, except that my mind was blank for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't answer much of the history essays. However, I do wrote about 10 pages on my Malay papers. The grammar part was easy. And most of the tips I got for th Malay papers were useful. Credits to Teacher Eddy and Setia Institution. Sadly, I forgot to bring along my correction tape when I was sitting for my English paper. I was panicking! And couldn't finish my essay, my writing was way messy, even for me myself to read and my hand was aching. I think I wrote too much of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I went home, after the History paper, I slept like a pig. After 3 hours, I wole up to revise for my Math paper. Only for an hour, since my eye led is way heavy to lift up. My mum keep yelling at me as she thought that I didn't study for my exam but sleep for the whole day and I skipped lunch and dinner. Anyway, it's complicated. I'll post a blog about my exam life after I've finished the few important papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm spending my miserable free time not studying, jamming myself in front of my dad's laptop in Starbucks. Something happened to my internet connection back there in my house. Thanks to stupid TM Net. I seriously hope that WiMax will come to Seremban soon. I can't stand this not efficient, lag, slow, random service TM Net providing. I've been calling them for servicing for two days, and hyet they take no action on my line. This seriously pissed my off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is crowded here in the Starbucks of Jusco, Seremban. I am sharing my table with a family with two kids, which I found them noisy and... A lil' irritating. However, I chosed to forgove them as they was beaten and punished by their parents and aunt, although the pounishment and scolding they received did not make them any calmer. They just comtinue to be hyper and active, like Jo. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog post ends here. I don't think I have anymore to blog about. Except that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OMG!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TVXQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'S &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NEW ALBUM PREVIEW&lt;/span&gt; IS WAY ADDICTIVE!!! THE SONG IS FREAKING NAUGHTY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;THANKS JO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm addicted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHINee&lt;/span&gt;'s new songs. They are way~ CUTE! Love Jonghyun and Key, and like Taemin (he looks like Heechul is a way). So, Annyeong~ My Friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4637578633574492167?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4637578633574492167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4637578633574492167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4637578633574492167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4637578633574492167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-week-of-trials.html' title='First Week of Trials'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7114400924057725184</id><published>2008-08-31T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:36:33.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Fifi... You just have to tag me -.- I'm having my trials dear, of course my blog will be dead. I don't have the America time to online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;6 THINGS I AM PASSIONATE ABOUT :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Watching TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;Downloading songs&lt;br /&gt;Reading Fanfics&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;Buying books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;6 THINGS I SAY TOO OFTEN :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMD @#$%!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Ma Fan -.-&lt;br /&gt;Molla.&lt;br /&gt;Huh...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;6 BOOKS I'VE READ RECENTLY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic&lt;br /&gt;History Textbook&lt;br /&gt;Novels&lt;br /&gt;Literature Reference book&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Reference Book&lt;br /&gt;My SPM Timetable (They made it into a book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;6 SONGS I CAN LISTEN TO AGAIN AND AGAIN :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINee - You're like oxygen&lt;br /&gt;Kara - Rock You&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hyori - U-Go-Girl&lt;br /&gt;SS501 - Find&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang - Haru Haru&lt;br /&gt;SHINee - SHINee World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;6 THINGS I LEARN T IN THE PAST YEAR :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallileo Gallili is innocent. He should not be locked in his room for making the true statement to the church.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Malaysia history.&lt;br /&gt;Politics = Dirty&lt;br /&gt;The aim for me to sit in an exam is to score an A, not to test myself. But I still don't like studying.&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate a person. Especially your close friends.&lt;br /&gt;Some fictions are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;6 BLOGGERS I TAG :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- Noone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bye Bye my friends! Won't be able to update frequently this two weeks. My trial ends on 24th September. Just pray that I don't die out of stress or my hair is all gone because I study too hard or even I got frustrated and start pulling them or cutting them. God knows how many brain cells of mine are damaged because of SPM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7114400924057725184?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7114400924057725184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7114400924057725184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7114400924057725184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7114400924057725184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3570250827149357322</id><published>2008-08-09T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:19:00.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>As Tagged by, Fiona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. At what age you wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Below 26, I think. Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Will you consider sexual relationships before marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;... No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No! Hate it the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. List out two gifts you'd like to receive now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- A new Wi-Fi handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-My own personal laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Who did you text most lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jeane, Jue Ann, and Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sweet 16 ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What is the latest thing you bought with your own money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hmm... 3 pens and stationary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. State 3 people of the opposite sex that first comes to your mind. Who will you most likely date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Zhen Hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Kit Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Yew Chien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I don't date best friends. But I do date hotties like TVXQ, Suju and Big Bang &gt;w&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Where do you wish to get married ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. How old do you think you will be permanently owned by love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This question is stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. How many kids do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. One girl and one boy. Better be twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Are you in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Just like Fiona, fangirl love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Where is the latest restaurant you have dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The FeiMa restaurant near by my school with a bunch of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Name the latest book you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;古灵. Love her series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I do. (Sounds like marriages.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Name your favourite game or sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Swimming. And ice-skating. (Although I suck at it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Name the first person that comes into your mind now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fiona. She tagged me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. The most exciting place you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Japan! (Since you said exciting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Hugs or Kisses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hugs. I hate saliva. (Credits to Jonet who influenced me in anti-sharing the same spoon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. How do u judge someone? Is appearance important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Appearance is actually important. Appearance first, then comes inner heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Point out 5 things about the person who tag you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Influenced me with the "LaLa" language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Addicted to Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Same Korean fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Like Singapore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Is a girl. (Hahaha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Tag 3 person who you can think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Pynic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Nini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3570250827149357322?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3570250827149357322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3570250827149357322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3570250827149357322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3570250827149357322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-tagged-by-fiona.html' title='As Tagged by, Fiona'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3754779831523120800</id><published>2008-08-09T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:35:57.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pavement Drawing</title><content type='html'>Ya folks! Long time no blog! Miss me? Hehehe... I'm free from my punisshment! Hurray! But I won't be onlining too often from now on,not untill &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Free from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Anyway, I wanna share something with you guys today. Before that, do you guys have any idea on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;? No? Well, let me show you guys some pictures first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AngeCloud proudly presents you to... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;g!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=beeve_sand_jun_06.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/beeve_sand_jun_06.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=35.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/35.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/36.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=i.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/i.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/t.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=r.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/r.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=u.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/u.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3d_drawing_pavement.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/3d_drawing_pavement.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh yeah! Now you see!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;g! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;believe you eyes. They are not real 3D objects, but imaginary!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They just look like real 3D objects in a poit of view, or should I say&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Perspective&lt;/span&gt;? Well, there's a famous artist,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julian Beeve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;who is super in drawing these kind of special art.&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;He draws these special arts using one and one type of tool only, the one that almost every kid played with it, the one that you and I like to use it to scrible on our parent's wall.&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CRAYONS&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;Amazing, isn't it? You can sinply visit the official website here, &lt;a href="http://users.skynet.be/J.Beever/pave.htm"&gt;J.Beever&lt;/a&gt;. Check out &lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/images?q=pavement%20drawing&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for more  spectacular images and pictures on&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;g!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Credits to Google Search and Photobucket ^^&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh and yeah, my favourite is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Coco-Cola&lt;/span&gt;. What's yours?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3754779831523120800?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3754779831523120800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3754779831523120800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3754779831523120800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3754779831523120800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/08/pavement-drawing.html' title='Pavement Drawing'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk25/AngeCloud/Pavement%20Drawing/th_beeve_sand_jun_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6463712029200802801</id><published>2008-07-28T19:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:09:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好不好 - 颜莞倩 Download Link</title><content type='html'>Hey'll!!! I just finished downloaded 莞倩 Wan Chean's song "好不好". I will not reveal my source since it is secretive ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who want this song just &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/nf49hl"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/nf49hl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotlinking is allowed but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; credit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to AngeCloud &gt;w&lt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;词：林蔚利   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;曲：李志清&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;一滴一滴  飘落的是谁的泪滴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;一滴一滴  夹着复杂的情绪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;打在你屋顶  你却不在意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;我变得很透明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;一次一次  离开了却不愿放弃     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;一次一次  我还是死心塌地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;又回到这里  又站在原地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;慢慢收拾我们的过去美丽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;好不好 好不好        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;不要再计较&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;好不好 好不好       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;误会都能忘掉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;要你快乐我会尽力做到最好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;所有伤心说出来 我会记牢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;好不好 好不好        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;我们再拥抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;好不好 好不好        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;别画上了句号&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;在我心里你比谁都还要重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;你说好的你知道我是不会说孬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;并不是我 厚脸皮 输不起 赖着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;是我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;没有你 不可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6463712029200802801?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6463712029200802801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6463712029200802801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6463712029200802801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6463712029200802801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/07/download-link.html' title='好不好 - 颜莞倩 Download Link'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3160906755323463476</id><published>2008-07-27T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:43:57.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfect</title><content type='html'>Not everything is made to be perfect in this world. Just like yesterday, Wan Chean won in ASQ , and also, the father of a friend of mine, Carmen, passed away. At the age of 17, Carmen lost her dear father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very complicated situation to me. I was celebrating on Wan Chean's victory, without knowing that Carmen had just lost her father. We kind of sealed the news on Carmen's Dad's death. We did not tell and do not plan to tell the rest of the gang about it. I was speechless and mostly shocked when I saw Jue Ann's SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say here is, Rest In Peace Carmen's Dad. You have a great daughter and she will never let you down. We will always take care of her as her friends. Rest well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3160906755323463476?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3160906755323463476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3160906755323463476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3160906755323463476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3160906755323463476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/07/imperfect.html' title='Imperfect'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6587720087189184899</id><published>2008-07-27T19:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:27:31.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gan Wan Chean</title><content type='html'>Yo!!! Long time no blog. I know. I am grounded for my bad results, banned from the computer. Sighs. I decided to sneak to my bro's computer, just to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAN WAN CHEAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for winning the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ASQ&lt;/span&gt; Champion!!! You made us proud!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.astro.com.my/asq/images/top5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.astro.com.my/asq/images/top5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I. to you guys, Wan Chean 莞倩, the new Champion for Astro Star Quest Competition!!! She was borned in Seremban, and studied in my school, SMK Puteri!!! She's my senior! Hehehe... I doubt that she remembers me though. I never thought that she can reach the final to tell the truth, but she made all Putrians proud my winning the Champion!!! Yay!!! I love her song “好不好”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed her song, here is the link: &lt;a href="http://masmusic4u.com/read.php?tid=9315"&gt;http://masmusic4u.com/read.php?tid=9315&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a cool blogger who blogged about her: &lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/jtan/14576924"&gt;http://www.wretch.cc/blog/jtan/14576924&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this is the link to her profile: &lt;a href="http://www.astro.com.my/asq/contestants/wanchean.asp"&gt;http://www.astro.com.my/asq/contestants/wanchean.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say before I end this blog post is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAN CHEAN!!! WE WILL ALWAYS SUPPORT YOU!!! LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'll buy your EP &gt;w&lt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.astro.com.my/asq/images/contestants/wanchean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.astro.com.my/asq/images/contestants/wanchean.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, PLEASE don't mistaken. Wan Chean is definitely, 100% a girl. Being TOMBOY is her style ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6587720087189184899?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6587720087189184899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6587720087189184899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6587720087189184899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6587720087189184899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/07/gan-wan-chean.html' title='Gan Wan Chean'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3552703999632437433</id><published>2008-06-30T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:03:58.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM Timetable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>SPM Timetable 2008</title><content type='html'>As you all (I'm referring to Malaysian) know, the SPM is coming and falling on 12th November!!! Isn't it exciting? NOT!!! I so hope this day will never ever comes. It symbolise my last year of high school, my end of sweet 16, the day I got more pimples, the day I can't rest, the day I suffer from stress, the day I say "Goodbye" to my fellow classmates and school friends, the day I stop eating those not-so-delicious canteen food, the day I saw "Bye Bye" to school rules, the day I step out from my classroom into the exam hall... (This is list will never ends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, here, I have something to share with my fellow friends or the people out there who is sitting for SPM this year like me. Here is the non-official timetable for SPM year 2008. Enjoy! (Or I should say lets &lt;strike&gt;die&lt;/strike&gt; pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moe.gov.my/lpm/files/8JadualSPM2008.pdf"&gt;http://www.moe.gov.my/lpm/files/8JadualSPM2008.pdf&lt;/a&gt; --&gt; View in Adobe PHP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3552703999632437433?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3552703999632437433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3552703999632437433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3552703999632437433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3552703999632437433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/spm-timetable-2008.html' title='SPM Timetable 2008'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5152678308726037856</id><published>2008-06-27T14:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:37:30.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week Busy Days</title><content type='html'>I'm so busy, busy and busy recently. Jo! Don't you think I'm so free like you! I have too many things in mind to do. Okay, let's see how's my days been going for the past... Ermm... Two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;On Last Saturday&lt;/span&gt; (21st June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an outing with my friends. First was Abby, and then the girls. After finishing my tuition, I went to Jusco Seremban with Abby and Darrel, Abby's boy friend. Well, this is the first time I meet him. He was fine, just fine. However, I still can't accept the fact that he is actually shorter than Abby. Looks so weird together. We arrived Jusco safely at 11. Darrel drove. And believe me, the ride wasn't as smooth as I had expected. Now only I realize that my brother's imperfect driving skills is much better. (Sorry Darrel, but you really gave me a fright.) We, three of us, went into the newly opened karaoke, Green Box. Green Box had fine rooms. We booked the time from 11.00 till 1.00 noon. All we need to pay was the food money and nothing. Abby is a member there so we had discount. (Yay Ah Bi Bi!!!) The karaoke room was comfy with nice sofas. Each room has three microphones, so there's no need for us to fight. But, we had less fun without mic-fighting. Hehe... I couldn't remember all the songs that we sang together, but all I know is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Darrel rarely sang but his vocal is good~&lt;br /&gt;- Abby sang so well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang some Japanese song. Oh! We sang BoA's song. I picked some Korean songs while Darrel sang Lee Hom's song, "Kiss Goodbye" and "Forever Love". So sweet~ But Abby doesn't really enjoy and like Chinese songs. Oh and, Darrel doesn't know Chinese but he just sang according to his memory. Things were fine. I ordered Spaghetti and it was... Ermm... Not so nice? Anyway, we sang mostly English songs and both of them rapped. However, the thing that I can't really stand on both of them is, P.D.A. (It means "Public Display of Affection" for those who don't know) I was like an idiot, a Philip light ball. I kept calling myself a light ball since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out from the Karaoke room and went to the arcade, when Darrel had to leave. He had tuition and he needs to send his sibling for piano lesson. What a nice brother. Of course, Abby and I went to our favourite, the Para Para. I played Hi-Speed and I got SS! I don't know what it stands for but it ranks the highest. Probably "Super Shock" or something. Abby said I could try out the expert next time. Happy happy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeane and Shey Hui called as we were playing. They had arrived. Shey Hui was with Kia Hui, her boyfriend, who also appears to be Abby's schoolmate and her break dance teacher. What a coincidence! The world is small after all.Abby and I went out of coins and she had to go home, leaving me with the girls. We, Me, Shey Hui, Jeane and Kia Hui went to Green Box and start my second round of karaoke. But this time, the karaoke session is 3 hours since we booked the "Happy Hours", from 2.00 till 5.00 noon. Jue Ann reached our karaoke room on time and we started to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun with the girls, well, compared to with Abby. Not to say hanging around with the girls is much more enjoyable compared to hanging with Abby, but the fell and atmosphere is different. I always consider the girls as my classmates, except Jue Ann. I think she is the only schoolmate of mine who deserved to be called as a Friend. The rest will stick to the Classmates and Schoolmates category. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu who didn't plan to join us suddenly popped out on the scene when she called at Jue Ann. We did invited Shu to hang out with us but she rejected. But then, she decided to pop out suddenly and yelled at me. Shu scolded Jue Ann as she pick up her phone. Jue Ann couldn't stand on her and passed the phone to me. Through the phone, Shu was questioning me where the heck are we and why is it to noisy back there. Oh duh, we're in the karaoke room and we're singing. I didn't want to yell or scream at her so I told her to come to the karaoke room and I'll meet her. I could tell Jeane was looking at me with the "What the fuck" face while Jue Ann was frowning. Shey Hui was busy selecting songs for us to sing. She picked many nice songs, but when she took out the YG magazine that she brought along, things changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kia Hui never spoke a word with us after we meet each other. He was being cool. Compared to Abby's Darrel, Shey Hui's boyfriend is just weird. He yelled at Shey Hui when I fought with her on the YG magazine.Wow gee, he was scary. I had never ever met a cranky boyfriend that doesn't care about her girlfriend's "water face" and yelled at her directly at her friend's face. What a &lt;strike&gt;dumb ass&lt;/strike&gt; jerk. Shey Hui argued with him silently while the rest and I decided to ignore them. It's privacy. After a minute or two Shey Hui took 50 Ringgit from Kia Hui's wallet and gave it to us. That is for the karaoke money. 24 Ringgit per person. Well, there goes a nice singer in the room. Kia Hui practically dragged her away like we were monster or something. How rude. Jue Ann said his expression was grumpy and "stinky" before even entering the room with us. That doesn't concern about me so I dropped the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my song came to play, Jang Ri In's "Why" Chinese version, my vocal start to cracked. I couldn't sing and my throat hurts. Ouch. My voice sucks since. Jeane's vocal started to went out of tune too. But we still have plenty of time and our mood was swept after the Kia Hui incident. Oh well, Shu took over the control and she picked a lot of Music Videos to enjoy. Gee... Watching Music Video in a karaoke room and not singing. What a waste. Jue Ann doesn't sings. Oh well, we, me and Jeane hummed the song and Shu sang a bit. It was fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After singing, we went to the arcade. Yeah, I repeated the same thing with my friends. But this time, I did not went for Para Para since none of them dance. We played Photo Hunt and Taiko. I am unbeatable!!! Among them, of course. None of them can beat me in Taiko. Shu even failed. Muahahaha... ANd then we went for car racing. I suck at it. I only master the driving skills when completing the last round. Sadly, I lost. Sighs. Well, the girls played Slam Dunk too. I don't like this game so I didn't join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6.30, the time for us to meet Jia Nie in the steam boat restaurant near by the shopping mall. We went there on foot. Good thing I wore sport shoes with me. Jue Ann and Shu was complaining that their feet hurts. Te-hehe... Jia Nie joined us in a jiffy after we sat down and ordered the drinks. Shu brought along the Big Apple Donuts that she bought. After settling ourselves, we went to grab the ingredients that we wanted to cook and eat. I took a bit, Shu took a bit, Jia Nie took a bit, Jeane took a bit and Jue Ann took a bit. Five "a bit's" form a large amount of food. We cooked a lot, making ourselves smelly and sweaty. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I didn't eat much. I cooked a lot, for Shu and Jue Ann. Jia Nie and Jeane enjoyed cooking with me. Three of us stuff up Jue Ann's plate and man, her face was round. We really enjoyed the cooking part and the spicy pot. After finishing all the ingredients, we rest for a while. Then, we had ice-cream. Too bad the chocolate ice-cream was hardened in some way, I didn't really enjoy the ice cream part. We cleared the bill and went out to wait for my ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Nie said she was 2 months pregnant; Jeane said she had a 3 months baby in her tummy, Shu said the same thing too; and then I said I am 5 months pregnant. Hahaha... My tummy is big. But then suddenly, Jue Ann blurted out and said, "What are you girls worrying about. I'm about to gift birth!" Hahahahaha... There goes a night of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Last Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; (24th June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the AFS interview! For anyone who don't know what AFS is, it;s an exchange student programme organised by an NGO. The interview was long, from morning 8.30 till evening 4.30. Well, it ended up quite early though. I went there, interviewing for exchanging to Australia. Surprisingly, I'm the one and only interviewing for Australia. 95% is interviewing for Japan. Well, that was my second choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a volunteer guy name Bern, or Burn. He kept us company while two of the students go into the interview room. There are 60 students there. I met a lot of friends from Port Dickson and some from Jerebu. Firstly, we played a game called Blow Wind Blow. We were required to change places when Bern said that. And each time, he will take out one chair and the student without any seats will have to stand out in front of the group to give a one minute public speaking. Sadly, I didn't get one. I was the second to stand out and talked about my school for one minute. I think I sucked at it. This is when the two students that went for the interview while we were playing came in and tell me that it's my turn for the interview. Nervous, sweating, panicking... I went into the room anyway, with one of my schoolmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two teachers in charging on the interview. Well, I sat down and greeted them of course. They started to asked me about some random question, which I am not allowed to tell you guys. It's top secret. They mainly asked about the country that you interview for. Their culture and some random questions. They asked about the Malaysia culture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, I went out and join the game. We had debate. I'm in the devils' team. Yay! The first topic for the debate was "Should school uniforms be abolished?" I'm in the support team. To tell the truth, I have no experience on debate. I only helped out in the debate team when Jue Ann, Shey Hui and Jeane participated in the Chinese debate team. Well, Fifi, a girl that I met in the interview. She was the leader or captain or something. We had enough points, so does the opponent team. But sadly, they were... Speechless? Only two of them stood up and gave points. The rest was quite. Our team was active and offensive, but these qualities doesn't work when we meet the "cold wall". Burn had to change the topic to "Should sex education be implemented in young education syllabus". The devils is in the opposing team this time. We had few points, about one or two, while the opponent team have tons. However, seriously, they are quite and silent. No fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second debate ended up cold in the end. Gee... No fun. Anyway, we had lunch and before that, Burn asked us to "sell ourselves". We were required to impress Burn and Joyce, another volunteer that joined us. They were the "secret evaluators". I, Fifi, Chanthanah (my schoolmate) and Syafiq raised our hands to be the first few to talk. We had to be active in order to earn us points. The rest were quite... And silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our break, we continued with the "sell ourselves" session. And then we were divided into groups to had presentations. I am not allowed to represent our group, the Elephants, since I spoke too much. The quite ones in all groups are required to stand up and speak. Well, although we prepared much for the group, our presentation still sucks. Sulk... Sulk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a Q&amp;amp;A session before going back home. Joyce and Burn were the lucky students who exchanged to USA. And boy, they told us many fun things that I ever dream of. Prompt night, free selecting classes, cool school activities that I drool of. Oh gee... And the things and stories that they told me made me change my second choice to USA. Hehe... It supposed to be Japan before. And, we went home. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I am tired of typing so I cut short many parts. Maybe I'll update on this later. Annyoug~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5152678308726037856?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5152678308726037856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5152678308726037856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5152678308726037856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5152678308726037856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-week-busy-days.html' title='Busy Week Busy Days'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-8893001783466879967</id><published>2008-06-16T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:29:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Using My Handphone</title><content type='html'>I'm using my handphone to check my blog now, since I am too busy to use the computer. I see someone crying in my chatbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINI!!! I MISS YOU TOO!!! DON'T CRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fufufu... Wait till I get my hangs on those keyboards on weekends. I'll start spamming with you guys again in Zoopeia. Wait for me ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, exam totally sucks today. The exam time table changed and teacher didn't give us any details and I thought that my Engineering Drawing exam will be on tomorrow but it turns out today. Gee... I haven't study that subject yet. My marks will be way down. I feel like crying so much. Fufufu... And I'm actually tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, I must confess on a sin that I've made. Not to say a sin, but... It's my fault anyway. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT FATHERS' DAY!!! I'm a bad daughter. Sorry daddy! I still love you. Just that I care more on my exams that's all. Since I know you will definitely kill me if I ruin my results and ban me from using the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-8893001783466879967?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8893001783466879967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=8893001783466879967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8893001783466879967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8893001783466879967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/using-my-handphone.html' title='Using My Handphone'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4309421052811316999</id><published>2008-06-12T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:28:31.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Junior H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Junior'/><title type='text'>Wuga Wuga Cooking? Cooking!</title><content type='html'>Super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Junior's&lt;/span&gt; new sub group... Super Junior H!!! I am addicted to their "Cooking? Cooking!" song for no reason. The song was funny and interesting, so does the music video. Below are the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Super junior H - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kangin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;leeteuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eunhyuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shindong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yesung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sungmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SONG - Cooking Cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Featuring - Sunny From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Translations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dear~ Eat up okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My girl friend is (too pretty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my girl friend (has an even prettier heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But she has a tragic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;weakpoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Where she can't cook better than I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She can't even cook rice or soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whether it's this or that, she can't do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She can't even properly measure water to boil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ramyun&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She can't even tell difference between soy sauce and cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Although I like you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Although I love you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If it's really going to be like this (marriage is going to be a bit...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of sudden I was invited to dinner one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You had called me over to your house, I prayed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After starving myself again and again and again, the food you prepared that now tastes delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After anticipating, and trying to imagine it, the moment I held the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sppon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can something taste as bad as this? (Is it possible?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wonder what exactly was put inside this (what is it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm beginning to think I should have been the one to make this dish with my eyes closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;might've&lt;/span&gt; been better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She's asking me how it tastes (She asks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Could there even be something else that gives me as much strength? (Is there?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I told her it tasted really good, that girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While smiling she gives me another bowl~ someone save me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For the past several days that girl hasn't contacted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;From the girl's friend that revealed her friend's past activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;English (apple) Japanese (that) Chinese (come over here) academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Is where she seems to be busy attending (she doesn't have time) says her friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But then one day I suddenly received contact from that girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It appears as though she wishes to invite me for dinner again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Although I told her I was okay and already full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And came running to you with small expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Is it possible for this to be this good? (Is it possible?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was this really made by a human being? (Is it true?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I've never heard rumors about such a phenomenon like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She's asking me how it tastes (She asks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With tears streaming I told her (I told her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ever since I've been born, to have tasted something as delicious as this for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I later found out that for my sake, that girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Attended a cooking class without my knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Even though it tastes as bad as this (Wait, that's not right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For something to taste as good as this (There you go~) Is it possible? (Is it possible?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was this actually made by a human being? (Is it true?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Was this really actually by a human being? (Is it true?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I've never heard of such a phenomenon like this before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She's asking me how it tastes (She asks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With tears streaming I told her (I told her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ever since I've been born, to have tasted something as delicious as this for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Honey, are you full?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very busy this week. Not playing or enjoying the last year of high school, but suffering from exams and stress. Oh dear, you should have take a look at my hideous face, The stress has caused my fair skin to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;volcanoes&lt;/span&gt; and bumpy roads. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Eww&lt;/span&gt;... I can't forgive myself. The extreme stress has caused my hormones to turn imbalanced again. I can't consume a balanced diet as usual, but to eat a lot. I'm so afraid to weight myself now, since a friend of my mother just commented that I've grown "wider". Ma Ma Mia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start my rope jumping training as soon as I finish my exams and I shall starve myself for a while. The exams is seriously killing me. I hate them. I barely have any free time to breathe and use the computer. Uncle went to Phuket with Aunt Elyner and my computer have to wait. Gee... I miss "her" so much. I was too busy burrying myself in a book that I don't have time and chance to stalk fan fictions. I miss Winglin, Soompi and those Chinese novels so much. Sobbies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, I just received a letter informing me to attend an audition for an exchange student programme called AFS. Yay!!! I was so happy! And I think my parents fell the same way too. Abby was accepted like me too :] I hope I can past throught the audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fellow Gossipers and Zoopeians, I'm very sorry that I didn't drop by in GW when I got the chance to online. I was busy to blog and check my mails. Sorry for ignoring you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4309421052811316999?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4309421052811316999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4309421052811316999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4309421052811316999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4309421052811316999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/wuga-wuga-cooking-cooking.html' title='Wuga Wuga Cooking? Cooking!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5908935071973888331</id><published>2008-06-09T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:42:51.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>School Reopens</title><content type='html'>School finally reopens after two weeks of holiday. Well, that was pretty short. I haven't had any fun started yet. Nothing surprise me after going back to school. Someone cut their hair short, someone changed their style, someone had new bag and someone grown fatter. We were having exam today, as a continuation of the previous unfinished exam. Gee... I don't have the mood to study at all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fanfics&lt;/span&gt; keep on replaying on my mind and I imagine a lot while sitting for the papers today. Why do I have to go to school this early? I'm still in holiday mood and I'm sleepy. I think I will flung my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, my bro had his license now. He's the one who fetch me to my Japanese class on Sunday, he's the one who is responsible for my life every time when he gets his hands on the wheels, and he's the one who made me suffer from my parent's nag in the car. They are not nagging me of course, but my brother. My brother is a very obedient guy, until he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sticks&lt;/span&gt; to what his driving teacher taught him. &lt;blockquote&gt;Those skills are learned to pass the driving exams, not to use in real life. If you follow them, you're going to be dead on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is what my parents had been telling him. Every time my bro drives, my parents will always teach him and remind him on the side. I was bored and pissed and have nothing to do, but to listen my iPod while three of them bickers. My lil' bro doesn't like iPod and have nothing to do, but to bother me in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when my brother turns and reverse, I could fell my heart pumping out from my body. Not to mention when he brakes, I always feel like screaming since his skills isn't mature yet. I wonder if this will happen to me when I got my license next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5908935071973888331?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5908935071973888331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5908935071973888331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5908935071973888331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5908935071973888331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/scool-reopens.html' title='School Reopens'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-863688004733244935</id><published>2008-06-04T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:32:37.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>I woke up early in the morning today and the first thing which stike me is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TODAY IS MICKY YOOCHUN'S BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should really celebrate on this wonderful event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPPA!!! SAENGILL CHUKAHEYO!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! TANJOUBI OMEDETO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing for sure is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;SARANGHEYO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-863688004733244935?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/863688004733244935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=863688004733244935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/863688004733244935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/863688004733244935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6167956309957260012</id><published>2008-06-04T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:27:55.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Set</title><content type='html'>Instructions: Remove 1 question from below,and add in your personal question,make it a total of 20 questions, &lt;strike&gt;then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I don't want to cause trouble to people.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 or 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Pole or North pole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could have one word that'll describe your mood right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money can bring me happiness by getting me things that I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That will be all my wishes to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Definitely no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've answered this question before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What makes you dislike a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Personalities and attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice, understanding and cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from the other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've answered this question before too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you could rewind time would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing study or love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can love buy me a decent meal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll keep this answer to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What music have you been listening to recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sexy Boy by Bae Seul Gi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is the one thing you cannot do but you wish you could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have all the money in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you dead yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6167956309957260012?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6167956309957260012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6167956309957260012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6167956309957260012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6167956309957260012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-by-set.html' title='Tagged by Set'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7794789630171982505</id><published>2008-05-31T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:48:11.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>I don't know about the others but today is definitely a Pissed Day for me..&lt;br /&gt;Why Pissed??&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my computer is not fully repaired yet and I was stupid to cry for my computer..&lt;br /&gt;I can't online often since the damn laptop is fulled with virus..&lt;br /&gt;Uncle has to reformat it and do whatever shit to repair the computer..&lt;br /&gt;THAT means I CAN'T ONLINE OFTEN!!&lt;br /&gt;It's holiday for Pete's sake..&lt;br /&gt;My mother refuses to send my precious to those professional computer shop to repair..&lt;br /&gt;She insisted my uncle to lay his hands on my computer!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey!! That computer is mine!! I owe it!!&lt;br /&gt;As soon as my uncle land his hands on the computer I knew..&lt;br /&gt;I knew my computer will NEVER get any BETTER but WORST!!&lt;br /&gt;My prediction is always right when it comes to this..&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd time my uncle took away my computer to repair AGAIN since my computer break down!!&lt;br /&gt;UGRHH!!&lt;br /&gt;Stab stab stab stab stab stab stab stab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was only the first thing I'm pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;The second is worst!!&lt;br /&gt;I take back my word for not to contribute feelings towards that bitch..&lt;br /&gt;She is unspeakable!!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Friendster today since I was searching for Hann Chyuan's picture..&lt;br /&gt;I did not log in my account so I thought I could browse others' profiles..&lt;br /&gt;Of course..&lt;br /&gt;I bump into thatwhore's friendster profile..&lt;br /&gt;It surprised me that a junior from my school admires her..&lt;br /&gt;And she became a Manchester United fan!?&lt;br /&gt;Since when!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Looking at her Friendster profile URL, it suddenly shock me with her blog address..&lt;br /&gt;Ann asked me to stalk for her blog before but I never take it seriously, untill her name hit me..&lt;br /&gt;Google search is a very efficient and good search engine..&lt;br /&gt;By typing her internet ID, I managed to find he personal blog that she has been keeping from her family and her friends..&lt;br /&gt;It would be glad if I haven't read her blog and view around..&lt;br /&gt;The content of the blog really pisses me off!!&lt;br /&gt;She should be addressed as a whore!!&lt;br /&gt;Her pictures that she posted is unspeakable!!&lt;br /&gt;She was so aggressive to show off her boobs and wore heavy make up!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh please..&lt;br /&gt;I've never ever seen a girl like her in my whole life!!&lt;br /&gt;Step aside her pictures, her diary is also fucking fake and idiotic..&lt;br /&gt;I can't help myself but to scold rude words after reading..&lt;br /&gt;My manners are all gone!!&lt;br /&gt;Since when did she learn ballet?!&lt;br /&gt;She told her "net friends" about that idiot and her feelings towards Alex!!&lt;br /&gt;She even blurt out the story between Shu and Waymond!!&lt;br /&gt;Ass hole..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7794789630171982505?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7794789630171982505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7794789630171982505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7794789630171982505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7794789630171982505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3651969801798823554</id><published>2008-05-31T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:26:59.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sttupid Computer</title><content type='html'>Stupid..&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know how to fix my computer then lay off..&lt;br /&gt;Can't even fiux my computer..&lt;br /&gt;This is the third time!!&lt;br /&gt;Gee..&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very very angry right now because my computer isn't fix yet!!&lt;br /&gt;My mum refuse to send it to the professionals to fix..&lt;br /&gt;Ugrhh!!&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^&amp;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3651969801798823554?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3651969801798823554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3651969801798823554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3651969801798823554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3651969801798823554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/sttupid-computer.html' title='Sttupid Computer'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-478390656480434345</id><published>2008-05-29T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:04:24.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Summary</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that it's been awhile since i blogged about my life here..&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed very lazy to type these days..&lt;br /&gt;Holiday has started for quite a few days ago and I didn't get to share my feelings and my life with you guys due to heavy schedule and fanfic addiction..&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Let me tell you guys what I've did for the pass few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday, 23rd May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of my school exam before the long break of two weeks..&lt;br /&gt;I had History in the early morning and I had no intention and mood to sit for that paper..&lt;br /&gt;My mind was fully occupied by the coming and Pn. Siti Hawa's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;Which also means that she is going to retire!!&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Siti Hawa, as known as my principal of excellence is going to retire..&lt;br /&gt;We had a ceremony for her after our exam..&lt;br /&gt;All students rushed to the hall and squeezed ourselves in a room..&lt;br /&gt;Students had prepared performances for her..&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 9 a.m., the ceremony started with guest arriving and teachers approaching their seats..&lt;br /&gt;Our principal was welcomed with students in front of her and teachers behind, with Datin and Pn. Jamiah beside her accompanying her..&lt;br /&gt;Cik Liao did a slide show showing her past and previous records on the big white screen..&lt;br /&gt;We were shocked to see Pn. Siti Hawa's previous photos which were taken when she was young..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God!! She looks so much different!!&lt;br /&gt;She was so slim before but very er..&lt;br /&gt;Plum, chubby and super fat now..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the different of woman before and after giving birth..&lt;br /&gt;She prepared long speeches as usual before the performances start..&lt;br /&gt;Our school's idol Aina sang..&lt;br /&gt;She is awesome!! She will be representing our state to the national singing competition!!&lt;br /&gt;Her vocal is strong!!&lt;br /&gt;The song she sang was so sweet..&lt;br /&gt;I was very amazed by her voice!!&lt;br /&gt;And then three groups of students representing three main race that we had in the country called Malaysia performed their dance..&lt;br /&gt;The worst dance ever I've seen in my life was performed by the Chinese group..&lt;br /&gt;Shame on us..&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the choir team of our school performed..&lt;br /&gt;They lost in the competition the day before..&lt;br /&gt;Seems like they sang too soft and less of actions..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nothing surprised me these days..&lt;br /&gt;Jo Xin said this is the first time they ever lost after straight 7 years of winning in choir competitions..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, don't be sad my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life was completely fulled with fanfictions during the weekends..&lt;br /&gt;I was so lazy to chat with my net friends and started to stalk for Chinese fics since Winglin failed me with nice fanfictions nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, thy are quite good..&lt;br /&gt;Jo said I need a fic rehab..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 27th May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning my brother went for a teeth surgery..&lt;br /&gt;I parents decided to drag me along since they refuse to take the trouble sending me to my grandfather's house..&lt;br /&gt;I sat and the clinic for two hours, nothing to do but playing with my iPod and read fics using my handphone..&lt;br /&gt;I received a call as I reached my grand's house after my bro had his surgery done..&lt;br /&gt;It was from Ann..&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to accompany her to Terminal One cause a boy invited her to a movie..&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop laughing at what she told me..&lt;br /&gt;This news is super shocking and freaking!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Of course I went and watched Indiana Jones, AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;I watched that movie on Monday before with my family but re-watch it..&lt;br /&gt;It's all for Ann..&lt;br /&gt;The movie was nice, so I don't mind watching it again..&lt;br /&gt;The guy that invited Ann actually like Ann but was rejected..&lt;br /&gt;I have no comment on that since it was Ann choice..&lt;br /&gt;But aww..&lt;br /&gt;He was sweet..&lt;br /&gt;It was very cold in the cinema and that guy brought a spare jacket for Ann..&lt;br /&gt;Well I nearly freeze to death in that cinema..&lt;br /&gt;Golden Screen Cinema, I feel like suing that company for uncomfy chair and low quality PA system..&lt;br /&gt;I prefer TGV from now on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday, 28th May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the book fair that was located in KLCC..&lt;br /&gt;I felt like running down from the bus as soon as I hop on..&lt;br /&gt;Shu decided to broke her promise whatever and sit together with Kelly, dumping me with the juniors..&lt;br /&gt;She promised me at first..&lt;br /&gt;Well, not to say promised, but I asked her before is she going to sit with me when going to this trip and her reply was "Of Course"..&lt;br /&gt;And then we started to chat about what will be doing on the bus to keep ourselves busy..&lt;br /&gt;However she ended up sitting with the girl that I assumed to be a traitor now..&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed and angry and my exciting mood was killed instantly when I saw them sitting together..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly was supposed to sit with Audrey but Audrey ended up sitting with Jia Nie..&lt;br /&gt;What the heck?!&lt;br /&gt;Ann lost count of the numbers of seats in the bus and turns out there aren't enough seats for two person, Ann herself and Kang Yi..&lt;br /&gt;Both of them sat on the floor and squeezed with other members..&lt;br /&gt;I finally land my feet on the ground after one and a half hour of traveling on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;The book fair was huge!!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a chance to roam around in the English book section as Ann and the rest only show interest on Chinese books..&lt;br /&gt;Ann picked a lot of weird and scary books for the library while Kang Yi picked meaningful stories..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even had my hands on one book since it was all Chinese..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find those Korean-Chinese love novel that I'm interested..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Unlucky me..&lt;br /&gt;We went for lunch in the food court and I am the only one who ordered fast food McDonald..&lt;br /&gt;Audrey looked at me as if I was a freak or weirdo or something..&lt;br /&gt;I love McD and I had tasted most of the food there before, so what's wrong with McD??&lt;br /&gt;Ignore her..&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Aunt Fiona in the food court and we sat with the and and Miss Yap..&lt;br /&gt;Both adults were talking about education and social problems while I was bust digging in my food and chit chat with the rest..&lt;br /&gt;Aunt brought me for lite shopping as I wanted a new bag since Shu bought a bag same as mine..&lt;br /&gt;I do not like the idea on having a same outfit with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;That is just weird..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find one that I like after searching high and low, so I decided to join my friends while Aunt went back for work..&lt;br /&gt;Jia Nie and I showed same interest on shopping, in fact, all of us had the same interest except Ann..&lt;br /&gt;She's not the kind that will enjoy shopping like us so we went back to the book fair to continue our second round on buying books..&lt;br /&gt;Jia Nie wanted to eat ice-cream but all of us ran away after looking at the price of ice creams in the Hagen Daaz shop..&lt;br /&gt;RM 13 for single scoop..&lt;br /&gt;The price is just shocking..&lt;br /&gt;We walked back to the book fair and started to buy pens and correction tape..&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us went to the CD department while Jia Nie and Ann was paying for their goods..&lt;br /&gt;And I lost my friends after searching for Kpop and Jpop CD'S which they do not have..&lt;br /&gt;CD-Rama did not sell Jpop and Kpop CD's but Thaipop..&lt;br /&gt;Gee..&lt;br /&gt;CD-Rama sucks..&lt;br /&gt;I got lost with my friends and as I take out my phone to call Ann, I saw Kang Yi with hand-full of Chinese Albums..&lt;br /&gt;Both of us then went to the Anime section where I found most of the DVD are sold cheaply with 50% discount!!&lt;br /&gt;I went crazy and excited..&lt;br /&gt;Instead buying books in the book fair, I ended up buying Ouran Host Club DVD and God(?) Save OUr King DVD..&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I watched all of them before and I even had the DVD..&lt;br /&gt;But the DVD I had was downloaded from Torrent and it is unwatchable in normal DVD players but only Computers..&lt;br /&gt;I regretted for not buying Prince Of Tennis now..&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. Kang Yi bought a lot too!!&lt;br /&gt;I spent more than RM130 Ringgit in the book fair..&lt;br /&gt;My money is flying with wings from my pocket..&lt;br /&gt;Heart ache..&lt;br /&gt;15 more monites till all students gather outside of the book fair..&lt;br /&gt;Jia Nie still can't get her mind off from ice-cream..&lt;br /&gt;Neither do I..&lt;br /&gt;Kang Yi, Jia Nie and I ended up rushing to the Hagen Daaz shop and three insane girls bought ice cream which cost more than out lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I sat with Kang Yi on the way home..&lt;br /&gt;We chat a lot..&lt;br /&gt;I knew something from her and of course..&lt;br /&gt;One of our topic is on that traitor..&lt;br /&gt;Despite her disgusting acts that sometimes makes me pissed..&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine with her now..&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan to hate her nor like her anymore..&lt;br /&gt;But I still wonder..&lt;br /&gt;Did I made the right decision??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-478390656480434345?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/478390656480434345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=478390656480434345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/478390656480434345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/478390656480434345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-summary.html' title='Little Summary'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1863736935184325326</id><published>2008-05-27T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:48:39.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;First Name - Lee&lt;br /&gt;Nickname - Rayi, Ange, Sushi, Octy, Curry mee, Ling, Weirdo, Potato&lt;br /&gt;Birthday - 1st Jan&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace - Seremban&lt;br /&gt;Time of Birth - Evening&lt;br /&gt;Single or taken - Single&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign - Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Appearance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you -  Around 160cm&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were taller - It's so obvious&lt;br /&gt;Eye color - Brown&lt;br /&gt;Color you want - Random&lt;br /&gt;Hair color - Brownish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In The Opposite Gender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color eyes - Any colour&lt;br /&gt;What color hair - Black or brown&lt;br /&gt;Shy or Outgoing - Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;Looks or personality - Personality&lt;br /&gt;Sexy or Cute - Cute&lt;br /&gt;Serious or Fun - Fun&lt;br /&gt;Older or Younger than you - I don't play with lil' kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This or That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower or Chocolate - Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke - Coke&lt;br /&gt;Rap or Rock - Rock&lt;br /&gt;Relationship or One night stand - I'm not cheap&lt;br /&gt;School or Work - School&lt;br /&gt;Love or Money - Love&lt;br /&gt;Movies or Music - Music&lt;br /&gt;Country or City - What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days or Rainy days - Rainy days&lt;br /&gt;Friends or Family - Too hard to chose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied - I'm not Jesus Crist&lt;br /&gt;Stole something - I steal food from my brother&lt;br /&gt;Smoked - Bad breathe... Eww!!&lt;br /&gt;Broke someone's heart - I think I did&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken - Broken by who?&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess - Nope&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone who was taken - Nope&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head - I don't shave my head&lt;br /&gt;Been in love - Not yet&lt;br /&gt;Used chopsticks - I's a Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself - Does the mirror in the bathroom counts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower - Roses&lt;br /&gt;Candy - Lollipop and Buble gum&lt;br /&gt;Song - Mainly Kpop and Jpop&lt;br /&gt;Scent - Lavender or Rose&lt;br /&gt;Color - White, Green, Black, Red, Orange, Peach&lt;br /&gt;Musical Instrument - Piano and quitar&lt;br /&gt;Movie - Disney channel movies... When  I was young&lt;br /&gt;Series - Anything that doesn't make me bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Singer - TVXQ, Soshi, Big Bang, JJ Lin, Bae Seul Ki, Super Junior, BoA, K...&lt;br /&gt;Acter/Actress - I seldom watch TV&lt;br /&gt;Word - "Oioi", "What the", "Your head my ass", "Buzz off", "Chill"...&lt;br /&gt;Junk food - Potato chips, Ice-creams, Cookies...&lt;br /&gt;Website - http://angecloud.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Location - Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Animal - Panda, Polar bear, Koala, Dog, Dolphin...&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over someone - Tons of time&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself - Much to count&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're attractive - No&lt;br /&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose - I live in a real world&lt;br /&gt;Do you play any sports - Swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (some) people-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I act randomly&lt;br /&gt;2. Love Engineering Drawing&lt;br /&gt;3. Want to go to North and Souht Poles&lt;br /&gt;4. Addicted to the internet&lt;br /&gt;5. Addicted in reading Chinese fanfics&lt;br /&gt;6. Obsessed to Jpop and Kpop&lt;br /&gt;7. Ditch net friends to read fanfics&lt;br /&gt;8. Lazy to blog, chat and stalk around in the forum now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona&lt;br /&gt;Aiza&lt;br /&gt;Erica&lt;br /&gt;Pynic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1863736935184325326?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1863736935184325326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1863736935184325326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1863736935184325326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1863736935184325326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-by-set.html' title='Tagged by Set'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4556493761374708982</id><published>2008-05-20T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:26:52.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls&apos; Generation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey Mickey'/><title type='text'>Hey Mickey!!</title><content type='html'>From my addiction to Girls' Generation..&lt;br /&gt;I've been stalking for their videos in Youtube for a while..&lt;br /&gt;And I've come across this video of them singing the song "Hey Mickey!!"&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of TVXQ's Micky Yoochun for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;Does the people around him ever tease him with that song??&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;Credit to zhidao.baidu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh Mickey You're so fine,&lt;br /&gt;Youre so fine you blow my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mickey (Huff Huff)&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mickey (Huff Huff)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mickey Youre so Fine,&lt;br /&gt;Youre so Fine You Blow My Mind&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mickey (Huff Huff)&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mickey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mickey&lt;br /&gt;Youve been around all night&lt;br /&gt;and thats a little long,&lt;br /&gt;You think you've got the right,&lt;br /&gt;But I think youve got it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;So you can take me home Mickey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when You say you will&lt;br /&gt;It always means you won't&lt;br /&gt;Youre givin me the chills&lt;br /&gt;baby, please baby don't&lt;br /&gt;Every night you still leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Mickey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mickey what a pity you dont understand&lt;br /&gt;You take me by the heart&lt;br /&gt;You take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mickey Youre so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Cant you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Its guys like you Mickey&lt;br /&gt;Oh what you do Mickey&lt;br /&gt;Do Mickey&lt;br /&gt;Dont break my heart Mickey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;Now When you take me by the hooves&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's gonna know&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you move&lt;br /&gt;I let a little More show&lt;br /&gt;There's Something we can use&lt;br /&gt;So dont say no Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Come on and give it to me&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you can&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you want to do it&lt;br /&gt;Ill treat you like a man&lt;br /&gt;Oh Please, Baby Please&lt;br /&gt;Dont leave me in a jam Mickey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LaWJ0JRDQjo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LaWJ0JRDQjo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4556493761374708982?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4556493761374708982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4556493761374708982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4556493761374708982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4556493761374708982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-my-addiction-to-girls-generation.html' title='Hey Mickey!!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' 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/&gt;Gee..&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics of Two Blocks Down by Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Over the bridge...two blocks down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad, we kept a line through the things I've said and done&lt;br /&gt;and I know just what I'm like, when it comes to this..&lt;br /&gt;I can't say what I really want, I can't show how I really feel&lt;br /&gt;Never let somebody through the door (never let somebody through the door)&lt;br /&gt;But here I am now answering your call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a right by the telephone booth,&lt;br /&gt;two blocks down there's a park you can't miss it&lt;br /&gt;don't stop to enjoy the view cause I, I really miss ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge right ahead of you,&lt;br /&gt;just run for a kiss so meant to be, I don't care how&lt;br /&gt;So take your time just get here now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl, on the bridge, two blocks down in the park you can't miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say that I'm sorry, no (no)&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's just one side of me&lt;br /&gt;But you proved can handle that so well...now boy&lt;br /&gt;**When others would run you stayed and loved, made me feel good, made me feel sure**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let somebody through the door (never let somebody through the door)&lt;br /&gt;But here I am now answering your call..oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Take a right by the telephone booth,&lt;br /&gt;two blocks down there's a park you can't miss it&lt;br /&gt;don't stop to enjoy the view cause I, I really miss ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge right ahead of you,&lt;br /&gt;just run for a kiss so meant to be, I don't care how&lt;br /&gt;So take your time just get here now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl, on the bridge, two blocks down in the park you can't miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't miss it..(no no no no no.....) two blocks down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I love you, I can't wait to say I do..&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' on this bridge waitin' for you..&lt;br /&gt;So, take a right at the telephone booth, two blocks down there's a park you can't miss it..&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..hurry hurry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a right by the telephone booth,&lt;br /&gt;two blocks down there's a park you can't miss it&lt;br /&gt;don't stop to enjoy the view cause I, I really miss ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge right ahead of you,&lt;br /&gt;just run for a kiss so meant to be, I don't care how&lt;br /&gt;So take your time just get here now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl, on the bridge, two blocks down in the park you can't miss it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-9125824238015858688?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9125824238015858688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=9125824238015858688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9125824238015858688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9125824238015858688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-blocks-down-play.html' title='Two Blocks Down - Play'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6510941043464920467</id><published>2008-05-18T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:10:06.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogskin</title><content type='html'>I just found out a nice blogskin of TVXQ!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=190475&amp;action=Preview"&gt;Click Me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and..&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one..&lt;br /&gt;A bit JaeSu though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=190564&amp;action=Preview"&gt;Click Me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6510941043464920467?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-26839103822318724</id><published>2008-05-17T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:56:55.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers&apos; Day'/><title type='text'>Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>Despite the hideous day of having a bad relationship spoiled..&lt;br /&gt;I do had a great time celebrating my last Teacher's Day of my high school life..&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as interesting as the ones that I've celebrated during my primary years..&lt;br /&gt;It was memorable for I nearly puked because of too much..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;CAKE!!&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning we had our last PJK test as a Form 5 student..&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. The exam stinks..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't touch the text book at all until i reached school that..&lt;br /&gt;After one hour of exam we went to the hall to celebrate..&lt;br /&gt;Teachers sand the national teacher song..[Whatever they called]&lt;br /&gt;And god!!&lt;br /&gt;It was funny!!&lt;br /&gt;Datin keep on grabbing the mic not letting go..&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Poziah was beside of her singing loudly, hoping that her vocal will reach our ears..&lt;br /&gt;And it did..&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious enough..&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mickey Mouse did not wear his famous tie today..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;He was so funny when he stood beside holding the wire of the mic on the edge of the stage..&lt;br /&gt;En. Abu Kassim is as flirtatious as always..&lt;br /&gt;Calling us "Darlings" like he did in his classes..&lt;br /&gt;Our Mr. Loh got the most dedicated award!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay him!!&lt;br /&gt;He really is a hardworking teacher..&lt;br /&gt;And as my homeroom teacher, he really cares about us..&lt;br /&gt;I love you teache'!!&lt;br /&gt;And oh my god..&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Siti Noraini!!&lt;br /&gt;She looks so thin..&lt;br /&gt;Her plum and cute body is no more to be seen..&lt;br /&gt;She got the most cheerful award..&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. She looks so different now..&lt;br /&gt;After we had the celebration in the hall..&lt;br /&gt;All students went back to their respective classes to have our party..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't went to school on Wednesday and Thursday so I was clueless on the preparation for it..&lt;br /&gt;We had roti telur, fried chicken, coleslaw, jelly, ice cream, sweets and cakes..&lt;br /&gt;Ann and Shey Hui went to grab some sushi, hard boiled eggs and cakes from the classes next door and shared with us..&lt;br /&gt;We were so full..&lt;br /&gt;Yet Michelle gave me a big sliced of Secret Recipe cake and I was so full..&lt;br /&gt;All of us were full..&lt;br /&gt;Except Jeane..&lt;br /&gt;She was.. Speechless..&lt;br /&gt;She still eat the cake that Niva gave..&lt;br /&gt;I nearly puke when watching her eating.. IN FRONT OF ME!!&lt;br /&gt;I quickly cover my mouth with my hand..&lt;br /&gt;Ann saw me rushing to the toilet but unfortunately..&lt;br /&gt;There were too many people in there..&lt;br /&gt;So I had to hold my nausea feeling..&lt;br /&gt;After the party was the usual pack up and clean up..&lt;br /&gt;There were melted ice creams, curry and dal on the table..&lt;br /&gt;And the syrup juice that Krix and Lexy prepared..&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to clean them up..&lt;br /&gt;Mira!!&lt;br /&gt;She and Adeline..&lt;br /&gt;ULTIMATE!!&lt;br /&gt;They mixed all the "ingredients" together in the box..&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE COLESLAW!!&lt;br /&gt;Eww..&lt;br /&gt;The colour of the mixture..&lt;br /&gt;My appetite..&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe they actually did that..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed a lot..&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is I forgot to bring along my camera with me..&lt;br /&gt;What a waste..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-26839103822318724?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/26839103822318724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=26839103822318724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/26839103822318724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/26839103822318724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-7308912791427394137</id><published>2008-05-17T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:55:56.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was Friday [Black Friday]</title><content type='html'>Today is Saturday and I am posting a topic on yesterday, Friday..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was not 13 Friday but it was to me..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly talked to me..&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Not in a good term..&lt;br /&gt;It all started..&lt;br /&gt;[I'm telling a story here..]&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago on Friday she was late for our POL classes with some friends of mine because they went to her house to watch a movie since her house was very near to the school..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was kinda frustrated because she doesn't have much time left to finish our syllabus before exam..&lt;br /&gt;Then my classmates were looking at me expecting me to answer teacher's question since they knew I "am" close to them..&lt;br /&gt;So I told the truth since I have to responsibility to keep the "secret" from teacher..&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I really do think that it was their fault for being late..&lt;br /&gt;After 15 minutes the class starts Kelly and the rest came late of course..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher didn't even scold them but just ask them to sit down..&lt;br /&gt;She's not a strict teacher..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks after the incident which is yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;I was discussing with my friend, Kangyi about the camp coming Friday..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly suddenly bust in and scolded me for telling teacher they were watching movie in her house two weeks ago..&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago..&lt;br /&gt;It happened two weeks ago..&lt;br /&gt;Why did she had to speak about it again??&lt;br /&gt;Plus, teacher didn't scold her..&lt;br /&gt;AND.. It was her fault for being late..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't mind that she always drag Shu along with her knowing that I will be alone without Shu..&lt;br /&gt;She knows it well but she was just being cruel..&lt;br /&gt;Shu is the same type of person like her in my opinion..&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind spending my free time in school without Shu anyway..&lt;br /&gt;I was really shock when she approached me and scolded me..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't talk back but just look at her..&lt;br /&gt;I mean..&lt;br /&gt;For the past I-don't-know-how-many-weeks we haven't been talking to each other and then suddenly she stomped into my conversation between me and my friend, scolded me then stomp off again..&lt;br /&gt;It just happened so fast that I couldn't react..&lt;br /&gt;I should had talk back..&lt;br /&gt;Kangyi knows about this now..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she'll tell Ann..&lt;br /&gt;I really want to tell Ann myself about this case but she seemed to busy and..&lt;br /&gt;Exam..&lt;br /&gt;I hate this term..&lt;br /&gt;Causing me too much problem..&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize that I was anticipating for Kelly to talk to me and ask for forgiveness all this time..&lt;br /&gt;Before I feel the pain of her scolding me..&lt;br /&gt;Then I knew that we will never ever be friends like previous again..&lt;br /&gt;This is not even a cold war that we are having..&lt;br /&gt;It's really a fight..&lt;br /&gt;We argues before decided not to speak with each other..&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid for not seeing the truth with my own eyes and trusting her blindly before..&lt;br /&gt;Poh Yee is so much better than her..&lt;br /&gt;I regretting for losing a friend because of her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-7308912791427394137?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7308912791427394137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=7308912791427394137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7308912791427394137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/7308912791427394137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-was-friday-black-friday.html' title='Yesterday was Friday [Black Friday]'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-587808327841949042</id><published>2008-05-12T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:34:22.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gummy</title><content type='html'>My Gummy dear..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go girl.. It's ya birthday..&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl.. It's ya birthday..&lt;br /&gt;Let's party birthday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-587808327841949042?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/587808327841949042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=587808327841949042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/587808327841949042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/587808327841949042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/gummy.html' title='Gummy'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-9068752322295929588</id><published>2008-05-11T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:27:26.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls&apos; Generation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppa Nappa'/><title type='text'>Oppa Nappa</title><content type='html'>I really dislike Girl's Generation in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they flim the Anycall Haptic CF with dear TVXQ oppa..&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I accidentally bump into the song "Oppa Nappa 오빠나빠" by Tiffany, Jessica and Seohyun..&lt;br /&gt;Gee..&lt;br /&gt;This song really is an ear candy..&lt;br /&gt;And then I started to check out the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad..&lt;br /&gt;From then onwards I started to like GG..&lt;br /&gt;BUT still dislike Jessica for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;Taeyeon and Tiffany!!&lt;br /&gt;Love them the most among..&lt;br /&gt;And Seohyun too &gt;w&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;오빠나빠 (By 제시카 티파니 서현 From소녀시대) - 룸메이트(RoomMate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;다 아는데 난 아닌데 (我都知道 不是我)&lt;br /&gt;da a neun dae nan a nin dae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그래도 놓치기 싫은데 (可是这样我也不愿放手)&lt;br /&gt;geo lae do nod chi gi si leun dae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;딱 한 번만 내 말을 들어요 (就求你听一次我的话)&lt;br /&gt;dda kan beon nae ma leul deu leo yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;오빠 앞에선 여자란 말이야 (哥哥面前的我也是女人呀)&lt;br /&gt;o bba a pae seon yeo ja lan ma li ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seohyun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;나랑 밥 한 번 먹는게 (和我一起吃个饭)&lt;br /&gt;na lang ba pan beon meong neun gae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그렇게 힘든가요 (就那么难么)&lt;br /&gt;geu leo kae hia deun ga yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;잊었다면서 혼자라면서 (明明说了已经忘了 是一个人的)&lt;br /&gt;yi jeod da myeon seo hon jia la myeon seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그 언닌 왜 만나나요(为什么要见那个姐姐呢)&lt;br /&gt;geo eon nin wae man na na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;아직 나는 안되나요 (我还是不可以吗)&lt;br /&gt;a jig na neun an dwae na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;많이 부족한가요 (还是有很多不足吗)&lt;br /&gt;ma ni boo jo kan ga yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;한번만 날 믿어봐요 (就相信我这一次)&lt;br /&gt;han beon man nal mi deo bwa yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;내가 잘 할수 있는데... (我会做得很好)&lt;br /&gt;nae ga ja lal soo yi neun dae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seohyun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;왜 자꾸만 웃기만해요 (为什么只是笑)&lt;br /&gt;wae ja ggoo man wood gi man hae yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;내가 그렇게 애기 같나요 (我就那么像小孩子么)&lt;br /&gt;nae ga geu leo kae ae gi gad na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;딱 한 번만 내 진심 들어요 (就求你听一次我的真心话)&lt;br /&gt;dda kan beon man nae jin sim deu leo yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;오빠 앞에선 여자랑 말이야 (哥哥面前的我也是女人呀)&lt;br /&gt;o bba a pae seo yeo ja lan ma li ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;나랑 밥 한 번 먹는게 (和我一起吃个饭)&lt;br /&gt;na lang ba pan beon meong neun gae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그렇게 힘든가요 (就那么难么)&lt;br /&gt;geu leo kae him deun ga yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;잊었다면서 혼자라면서 (明明说了已经忘掉的 是一个人的)&lt;br /&gt;yi jeo da myeon seo hon ja la myeon seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그 언닌 왜 만나나요(那为什么还要见那个姐姐呢)&lt;br /&gt;geu oen ni wae man na na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;아직 나는 안되나요 (我还是不可以吗)&lt;br /&gt;a jig na neun an dwae na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;많이 부족한가요 (还是有很多不足吗)&lt;br /&gt;ma ni boo jo kan ga yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;한 번만 날 믿어봐요 (就相信我这一次看看)&lt;br /&gt;han beon man nal mi deo bwa yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;내가 잘할 수 있는데... (我会做得很好)&lt;br /&gt;nae ga ja lal soo yi neun dae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seohyun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;하루에 만 번&lt;br /&gt;ha loo ae man beon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;생각이 나요 (一天中上万次的思念)&lt;br /&gt;saeng ga gi na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;눈물이 나도 나 이렇게 참아 (就算流下了泪水我也是这样忍着)&lt;br /&gt;noon moo li na do na yi leo kae cha ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seohyun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그댈 사랑하면 안될 이유라도 있나요 (难道我有不能爱你的理由吗)&lt;br /&gt;geu dael sa lang ha myeon an deul yi yoo la do yi na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;잊었다면서 혼자라면서(明明说了已经忘掉了 是一个人的)&lt;br /&gt;yi jeo da myeon seo hon ja la myeon seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그 언닌 왜 만나나요(那为什么还要见那个姐姐呢)&lt;br /&gt;geu eon ni wae man na na yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;오빤 정말 나쁜사람 (哥哥真的是坏人)&lt;br /&gt;o bban jeong mal na bbeun sa lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;정말 내 맘을 몰라 (真的一点都不知道我的心)&lt;br /&gt;jeong mal nae ma meul mol la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;날 믿어봐요 (相信我吧)&lt;br /&gt;nal mi deo bwa yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;나도 잘할 수 있는데...(我也可以做得很好的)&lt;br /&gt;na do ja lal soo yi neun dae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know I'm not the one&lt;br /&gt;but I still don't want to lose you&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me I'm a girl in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Is it that hard to eat with me once?&lt;br /&gt;You said you forgot her, you said you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Then why are you meeting her [unnie]?&lt;br /&gt;Am I still not it? Am I still not enough? Just trust me once, I could do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you keep laughing? Am I still a baby to you?&lt;br /&gt;Just hear my truth for once; I'm a girl in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Is it that hard to eat with me once?&lt;br /&gt;You said you forgot her, you said you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Then why are you meeting her [unnie]?&lt;br /&gt;Am I still not it? Am I still not enough? Just trust me once, I could do better.&lt;br /&gt;A million times a day&lt;br /&gt;I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Even if I wanna cry, I'm keeping it in&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason I can't love you? You said you forgot her, you said you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Then why are you meeting her [unnie]?&lt;br /&gt;Oppa, you're a really bad person&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Just trust me I could do good, too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-9068752322295929588?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9068752322295929588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=9068752322295929588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9068752322295929588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9068752322295929588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/oppa-nappa.html' title='Oppa Nappa'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6525764884245271791</id><published>2008-05-11T18:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:32:40.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Who is your all-time inspiration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I really don't know how to answer this.. &lt;br /&gt;Friends occupy a lil' portion.. So as my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island,who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog buddies are limited.. I guess..&lt;br /&gt;Nini: Can be fun with her.&lt;br /&gt;Set: Maybe she can cools down the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Pynic: She'll lead us.. I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p/s] Never ever bring &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;.. She'll make you go "lulu"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh!! Well.. TVXQ's house of course.. &lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it.. &lt;br /&gt;To be exact..&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to the North and South pole..&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sky there is amazing..&lt;br /&gt;Something Aurora..&lt;br /&gt;Of course after the trip from the North and South pole, I would like to go..&lt;br /&gt;Japan, Korea, England, Austria [again], Paris, Taiwan, Australia, New Zealand, Switzerland and Greece.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Do you believe in true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say..&lt;br /&gt;Never met one before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.If you win $ 1 Million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'll enjoy a First Class airplane trip to the South and North pole..&lt;br /&gt;Second, collect those cool CD's and books that I've been wanting to get my hands on..&lt;br /&gt;Third, buy some gadgets.. iPod, Laptop..&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, a house!! I need personal space!!&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, pay my debts.. --&gt; My parents, my friends...&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, spend them on some clothes that I really like.. Not necessary branded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever ask me to donate.. &lt;br /&gt;Cause there are many people cheating for money these days..&lt;br /&gt;I rather do some charity on hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. If you meet someone that you love, would u confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the courage..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will..&lt;br /&gt;May be i wouldn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Set is cute..&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really meet her in real life before..&lt;br /&gt;She's hardworking..&lt;br /&gt;Always see her doing her homework while online..&lt;br /&gt;Very helpful..&lt;br /&gt;She helps out a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good question..&lt;br /&gt;- Must love me.. Duhh..&lt;br /&gt;- Tall.. Above 175 cm will do.. [I'm quite short.. I need to think for the next generation]&lt;br /&gt;- Looks doesn't really matters.. I'm not pretty myself.. But not too ugly.. [For the sake of the next generation]&lt;br /&gt;- Active and makes me feel comfortable with him..&lt;br /&gt;- Not too poor.. Average sounds good..&lt;br /&gt;- Polite and understands my feelings.. [Since I'm random]&lt;br /&gt;- Age.. Not younger than me and not too old.. Maximum limit is around 6 or 8 years older than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Which type of person you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Backstabbers..&lt;br /&gt;- Unwanted gossipers..&lt;br /&gt;- People who practice the "invasion-of-privacy" principle..&lt;br /&gt;- Rube, immoral barbarians..&lt;br /&gt;- Bitches and prostitute.. They just act cheap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out or would you rather they keep it to themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer keeping it to themselves and not gossip about it..&lt;br /&gt;Can write to me about my problems, not in a harsh way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. What do you think is the most important in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. Are you a shopaholic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;Definitely..&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke and unlike some of those out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13. If you have a chance. Which part of your character would you change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laziness and lagness [--&gt; No such word]..&lt;br /&gt;I need to me more active I think..&lt;br /&gt;More socialized..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14. What would you do if you have an off day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Relax at home..&lt;br /&gt;- P in the bookshop with nice books and chocolate aroma around me.. Oh.. And comfy sofas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15. What is the last shocking thing you've seen or heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. A second Kayem in CSSPF?? I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16. How do you feel now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbfounded and kinda stupid..I'm asking myself why am I answering these questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my wishes to be granted and unlimited.. [I am greedy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will be time.. I need more time to enjoy real high school time like the ones I read in Manga and I need time to study for exams..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. And money.. I'm broke now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a clue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20.If you could be anybody for a day, who would it be? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A star maybe?? I wanna try something different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to answer the survey with an honest heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What if your ex says, why did u let me go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're annoying.. I need time and personal space..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Will u go out with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have the time and mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey, can I give/ask you for a ride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for now.. I don't have my license..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I cannot keep my promise to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then don't come look for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My friends say we don't look good together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So?? My friends told me I deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I?? I did??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can we get back together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer would be no.. We're over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oh, i know what this is all about. You found someone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I did??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How can you forget our memories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They aren't really memorable anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last..&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;FIONA!!&lt;br /&gt;PYNIC!!&lt;br /&gt;CHRISMEEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog friends are really limited..&lt;br /&gt;Wait till Ann has a bloggie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6525764884245271791?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6525764884245271791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6525764884245271791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6525764884245271791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6525764884245271791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-2062937498206431475</id><published>2008-05-11T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:56:21.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><title type='text'>Mother II</title><content type='html'>Ok..&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue the part two of the lovely poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus and carried your bags.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying good bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 21, she suggested certain career for your future.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 24, she met your fiancee and asked about your plans for the future.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 40, she called to remind you of an relatives birthday.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by saying you were "really busy right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 50, she fell ill and really needed you to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one day, she died quietly. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rock me baby, rock me all night long. The hand who rocks the cradle... May rock the world!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us take a moment of time just to pay a tribute / show appreciation to the person called MOM though some may not say it openly to their mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no substitute for her. Cherished every single moment.&lt;br /&gt;Though at times she may not be the best of friends, may not agree to our thoughts, she is still your mother!!!&lt;br /&gt;She will be there for you... Listen to your woes, your bagging's, your frustration, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself... Have you put aside enough time for her, to listen to her "blues" of working in her kitchen, her tiredness???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be tactful, loving and still show her due respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end..&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about this poem??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-2062937498206431475?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2062937498206431475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=2062937498206431475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2062937498206431475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2062937498206431475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/mother-ii.html' title='Mother II'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-2486329389851045700</id><published>2008-05-10T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:58:06.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><title type='text'>Mother</title><content type='html'>You know..&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Mother's Day..&lt;br /&gt;Many people still did not realize the importance of a mother these days..&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;My English teacher in school had shared a poem with us about mother..&lt;br /&gt;I found it quite true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When you came into the world, she held you in her arms.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by wailing like a banshee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by crying all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by running away when she called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by colouring the dining room table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbour's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to a movie.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by asking to sit in different row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by waiting until she left the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Teenage Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by being on the phone all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.&lt;br /&gt;You thanked her by staying out partying all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first part of the poem..&lt;br /&gt;I will type in the second part later or maybe tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Think about the importance of mother..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-2486329389851045700?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2486329389851045700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=2486329389851045700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2486329389851045700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2486329389851045700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/mother.html' title='Mother'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5347188571535419131</id><published>2008-05-09T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:29:42.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday School</title><content type='html'>School was kind of weird today..&lt;br /&gt;We had our Mother's Day mini celebration this morning and I didn't get to give my speech..&lt;br /&gt;My mummy was in the celebration since she was the PTA of the school..&lt;br /&gt;She clearly states that she doesn't want to listen to her daughter giving a speech in front of the assembly..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;This mother of mine..&lt;br /&gt;After the celebration in our morning assembly, our P&amp;P started..&lt;br /&gt;Gee..&lt;br /&gt;My mood started to went way down..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't speak much to Shu..&lt;br /&gt;I have to sort out my feelings on ignoring her or treating her as a friend again like before she had her mood swings..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Like I said..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't speak much to Shu..&lt;br /&gt;Meaning I didn't speak much with my classmates..&lt;br /&gt;You can say I talk the most with Shu and Kelly when I was in school..&lt;br /&gt;But not after I decided to break the bond between me and Kelly..&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;You guys knew the story after that..&lt;br /&gt;Ann was busy as usual..&lt;br /&gt;She started to stick with Jia Nie and Jeane..&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are the best in our class as they always cheer up the moody atmosphere around..&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was the last period in my timetable today..&lt;br /&gt;As usual..&lt;br /&gt;Me have to listen to Mr. Loh's long and boring class..&lt;br /&gt;Although his info is very much useful..&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Loh gave out our exam result slip..&lt;br /&gt;I scored quite good ^^&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't score quite good but my ranks did improve..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking to the lab with Jia Nie, Shu, Jeane and Ann..&lt;br /&gt;Ann talked to me softly, asking me about what happened..&lt;br /&gt;I replied her..&lt;br /&gt;"Talk to you later"&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want Shu and the rest to notice..&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Ann was sitting really close with me in the lab..&lt;br /&gt;She was sitting on my right while Shu on my left..&lt;br /&gt;But the gap between me and Shu is quite big compared to Ann and me..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk to Ann but only replied her..&lt;br /&gt;I think she sorted out the problems..&lt;br /&gt;She asked, "What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, Nothing much... Someone is having a bad mood swings that's all..."&lt;br /&gt;I bet Shu heard what I've said..&lt;br /&gt;But I can't tell whether she knew that I was talking about her or not..&lt;br /&gt;Then Ann asked, "What are you planning to do next?"&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her blankly..&lt;br /&gt;"Study of course."&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me in awe and I started to concentrate on teacher's teaching..&lt;br /&gt;I saw Shu was dreaming on something like usual in Chemistry classes..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly was just starring blankly at what teacher thought with Shey Hui as usual..&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting on the same table..&lt;br /&gt;It's unavoidable..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice on what's Ann doing since we sat so close that I can't really see her facial expression..&lt;br /&gt;After a while..&lt;br /&gt;Ann asked..&lt;br /&gt;"Are you happy now?"&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of shocked by her question..&lt;br /&gt;I mean I was listening to teacher explaining about the previous PMR exam papers and suddenly she bombed me with this question..&lt;br /&gt;I thought for a while and replied..&lt;br /&gt;"Life has to continue, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;Silence occurred after that..&lt;br /&gt;We did not spoke much after that..&lt;br /&gt;Except she asked me about Chemistry stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;After school I went to pick up my bag and head straight to the font gate of the school..&lt;br /&gt;Ann, Jeane and Jia Nie tagged along..&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly both of them noticed my gloomy and moody aura..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;They sang songs and talked craps along the hallway..&lt;br /&gt;They were so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have friends like them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5347188571535419131?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5347188571535419131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5347188571535419131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5347188571535419131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5347188571535419131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-school.html' title='Friday School'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6967780942989895941</id><published>2008-05-08T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:17:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Spoken</title><content type='html'>Jo..&lt;br /&gt;You said that I should talk with my friends about he problems occurring lately..&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Never bothered..&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the faces that I'm tired of today in school..&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realize no matter what I do..&lt;br /&gt;They will never understand..&lt;br /&gt;Shu did not noticed I was moody and gloomy today in school..&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even bothered..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;I have no luck on friends on the month of May..&lt;br /&gt;I know..&lt;br /&gt;However Ann did noticed my mood today but she was too busy on listening to my problems..&lt;br /&gt;This sucks..&lt;br /&gt;I bet she will never have time for me nowadays since she is so busy with the society activities and exams..&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop mentally torturing myself with relationships problems since exam is coming..&lt;br /&gt;I am tired and frustrated plus fed up..&lt;br /&gt;I need to concentrate on my studies..&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to have my grades dropped..&lt;br /&gt;I shall ignore the things around me for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;Today is Jamine's aka Chippy's BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE 15 NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATEH IN PMR YO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and..&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention today is Red Crescent International Day too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6967780942989895941?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-9108118129831115884</id><published>2008-05-07T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:31:42.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Friends</title><content type='html'>warning: I am in a very frustrated state right now and I'm typing a blog fulled with foul words.. Please don't read if you don't understand my feel and can't accept rude languages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand exams!!&lt;br /&gt;You know why??&lt;br /&gt;Cause every time the fucking exams are coming..&lt;br /&gt;Things around me would gone worst..&lt;br /&gt;Like last time my Finals I had a war with Kelly who now I consider her as a fucking b*tch..&lt;br /&gt;This time the senario was..&lt;br /&gt;I'm damned pissed with Shu's fucking attitude..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN HER!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't she be more understanding??&lt;br /&gt;Does she has to be so straight forward??&lt;br /&gt;She knows my situation in Kelly and she still has to abandon me, sticking her stupid face on Kelly's butt..&lt;br /&gt;Can't she see the truth??&lt;br /&gt;Even Ann can tell the situation..&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I baked cakes for her she will never thanks me or even praise me..&lt;br /&gt;But when the bloody copy cat bakes a cake..&lt;br /&gt;You would thanks her and praise her..&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;OK.. Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;That I don't count..&lt;br /&gt;She knew I was really in a bad condition with Kelly and yet she didn't help out a bit by being by my side..&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even say a word and she knows what's wrong..&lt;br /&gt;When Kelly and I quarreled before that cold war she was there and definitely, she knows who's wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to lock her freedom..&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's Shu's choice to hang out with her..&lt;br /&gt;But can't she understand me for a while??&lt;br /&gt;She had been insulting me in the class since Monday..&lt;br /&gt;Fine!! I hold my tempers!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyday her random temper seems to get worst..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she can treat me well and sometimes she treated me like..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. Air maybe??&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring me and insult me whenever I tried to speak with her..&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still treated you as my friend and let you be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when we were having a meeting, Shu was hanging out in people's room, people's section without reporting herself to her group leader, Prada..&lt;br /&gt;Prada took an effort to look for you but couldn't reach..&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging out with the juniors not wanting to see Kelly since Shu and her with a bunch of classmates were hanging out together..&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Shu always ignore my feelings for Kelly..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Prada being miserable, I helped to call for you..&lt;br /&gt;But damned!!&lt;br /&gt;Could you at least move your legs to speak with her and explain for your absence in the meeting??&lt;br /&gt;Shu started to yell at me and it wasn't my fault for dragging her out from the "meeting"..&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated and went back to the class next door, continuing to chat with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes from seeing her face, she popped out in front of me again and started yelling for dragging her out..&lt;br /&gt;Hey!! I'm not the one who went absent in the meeting!!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't even my fault!! I was just helping Prada!!&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to argue but she said she knew it wasn't my fault but she just keep yelling for dragging her out..&lt;br /&gt;It's like she was accusing me for ruining her sit chat with Kelly..&lt;br /&gt;FYI Shu, I was hanging with the juniors..&lt;br /&gt;She totally embarrassed me since my juniors were looking at us with awe..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hold my temper any longer and stood up from the chair and yelled..&lt;br /&gt;"Look!! It wasn't my fault for dragging you out!! You should have informed Prada that you want to chit chat with Kelly rather than attending the meeting!! I was just doing her a favour by calling you out!! Can you just shut up on yelling at me and if you have nothing better to do, go stick your bloody face on Kelly's butt!! I'm sick of your mood swings, woman!!"&lt;br /&gt;It was harsh on yelling at her..&lt;br /&gt;I know..&lt;br /&gt;I did not regret on yelling at her like that and banged my books, carried my bag, picked up my books and left for some peace and silence in the library..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu knows my temper..&lt;br /&gt;After the bell rings indicating that I have to go for activities of the Chinese Society Club, I went to the meeting venue and sat around the corner..&lt;br /&gt;Shu, Ann and the rest were busy planning and keep the students busy since they were the committees..&lt;br /&gt;I did my homework quietly when suddenly Shu approached and asked me some questions..&lt;br /&gt;She pretended that nothing had happen..&lt;br /&gt;So did I..&lt;br /&gt;But she still has the snobbish attitude with her which I really don't like and stand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, today was quite messy as I had many homeworks to accomplish and today was the birthday of my dear friend, Elaine who transferred to other schools..&lt;br /&gt;She was my best friends and the one who understands me the most before Abby turn in..&lt;br /&gt;Well, both of them understands me much..&lt;br /&gt;I wish her Happy Birthday here in my bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that reminds me..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite hard on me during Bio class..&lt;br /&gt;I was in the same table as Kelly and of course with Ann, Shu, Audrey and Shey Hui..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher distributed some papers for us and Ann thought we need to file them up..&lt;br /&gt;So she asked me to punch holes at the papers for the whole group..&lt;br /&gt;As I pressed the holder of my puncher, teacher said she wants us to paste the papers on the file instead of filing them up..&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much can be done..&lt;br /&gt;But damn the girl who I found that she was the ever first person that I hate in my life said:&lt;br /&gt;"Eee... The paper is so ugly now with holes... I want a new one..."&lt;br /&gt;As she was saying, she went for the teacher and requested for a new paper..&lt;br /&gt;Is she mocking me or insulting me in front the group??&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on.. &lt;br /&gt;Bastard..&lt;br /&gt;Bitch..&lt;br /&gt;Jerk face..&lt;br /&gt;Her act and the tone when she was saying that phrase really makes me want to slap on her face..&lt;br /&gt;She is.. Ugrhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable!!&lt;br /&gt;This is my black week after all..&lt;br /&gt;The first week of May..&lt;br /&gt;I hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Jamine's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;Wish her Happy Birthday here too!!&lt;br /&gt;I have many friends who are celebrating their birthdays on May..&lt;br /&gt;Is May a best season for delivering a baby??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I will change my bloggie layout soon..&lt;br /&gt;According to my mood..&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm in a bad temper and want to scream and yell badly..&lt;br /&gt;The recent layout really doesn't suits my mood..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-9108118129831115884?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9108118129831115884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=9108118129831115884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9108118129831115884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/9108118129831115884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/worst-friends.html' title='Worst Friends'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-2492543103170746190</id><published>2008-05-04T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:35:32.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kayem7289'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kongo89'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridicules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kayem'/><title type='text'>Kayem</title><content type='html'>kayem7289 a.k.a kongo89..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever his/her name is..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever his/her gender is..&lt;br /&gt;The one that made a huge commotion in Soompi, BWW2, Boajjang, GOESS Sub Team and...&lt;br /&gt;Let's just says that HE created ruckus and funny jokes in the Kpop entertainment world..&lt;br /&gt;What a jerk..&lt;br /&gt;Here's a story of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://z9.invisionfree.com/bww2/index.php?showtopic=74254"&gt;Kayem @ BWW2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true net friend had wrote a touching poem for kayem7298 in Soompi but sadly..&lt;br /&gt;The tears she shed was a waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=181345"&gt;Dear Kay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this news is spread all across Soompi, the main Kpop station in the world..&lt;br /&gt;His news of doings will no longer a secret buta gossip, scandal, whatever..&lt;br /&gt;He has no reputation on the internet now..&lt;br /&gt;Shame for him..&lt;br /&gt;I bet he must be laughing his ass off when she saws everyone was crying over his "death"..&lt;br /&gt;What a jerk.. Pathetic jerk...&lt;br /&gt;Boajjang had a special thread dedicated for kayem..&lt;br /&gt;Bashing him and insulting him with 23 pages!!&lt;br /&gt;This is way cool..&lt;br /&gt;He deserves more than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dearly Junsu oppa was informed about this "death" of kayem since kayem was a fan of Junsu oppa..&lt;br /&gt;He commented something on kayem without knowing it was actually a fake death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;never give up n keep alive. even there is only one hour left, be happy with it. i really thank her for her love n please keep alive. i hope she can get well. tell her i really proud has a fan like her&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs..&lt;br /&gt;Junsu oppa.. You're cheated..&lt;br /&gt;It's a fake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trend of kayem seems to affected the lovely forum that I always go..&lt;br /&gt;Cassiopeia Family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this girl Michelle who claimed that she has leukemia whatever..&lt;br /&gt;She needs to be treated in the hospital in Seoul..&lt;br /&gt;Go for rehab treatment whatever..&lt;br /&gt;And every weekend she'll be traveling from Seoul back to Gwangju..&lt;br /&gt;Use some sense..&lt;br /&gt;Can a person with leukemia who needs to go for rehab travels a distance same as from Malaysia's Penang to Singapore every weekend??&lt;br /&gt;You'll be dead in the car..&lt;br /&gt;And when she was admitted onto the hospital..&lt;br /&gt;She onlined 12 at night..&lt;br /&gt;Oh please..&lt;br /&gt;Which hospital would allow a sickly leukemia patient to online late at night??&lt;br /&gt;Use your brain while lying girl..&lt;br /&gt;Jo and Nini asked her some questions about Korea since she lived in Koren..&lt;br /&gt;Funny that is..&lt;br /&gt;It took her 5 minuted just to answer a simple question..&lt;br /&gt;And then she said that she just found her "twin" that is currently leaving in Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;A girl in Korea --&gt; Had leukemia --&gt; Just found out about her twin..&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she sounds like Song Hye Kyo in the drama &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autumn_Fairy_Tale"&gt;"Autumn in My heart"&lt;/a&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day another girl named Mirabelle appeared and said that her sister a.k.a Michelle was dead..&lt;br /&gt;SPEECHLESS!!&lt;br /&gt;She opened a thread of her blog in Cassiopeia Family..&lt;br /&gt;Claiming that her twin sister Michelle has died..&lt;br /&gt;Psst..&lt;br /&gt;Jo and Nini did not believed her and asked Nard to check her IP address..&lt;br /&gt;What a surprise.. [Sarcastic tone]&lt;br /&gt;The IP address is the same!! [Oh my god..]&lt;br /&gt;And both of their registered e-mail addresses had the same format!!&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention their style on typing and posting..&lt;br /&gt;Align to the middle neatly with short handed words..&lt;br /&gt;Mirabelle denied and said that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What a miracle!!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I are twins after all!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle my ass your head..&lt;br /&gt;You're a pig head Michelle..&lt;br /&gt;You don't know the internet well..&lt;br /&gt;IP address cant be the same duh..&lt;br /&gt;This proves that you're lying and you're making fun and shame out of yourself..&lt;br /&gt;With Jo, Nini, Fiona, Gummy and the rest of CSSPF members bashing in her blog thread, Mirabelle and Michelle a.k.a. M&amp;M has left CSSPF for good..&lt;br /&gt;But then..&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think things are over yet..&lt;br /&gt;A girl named Florencia suddenly popped out as a newbie in the forum..&lt;br /&gt;After introducing herself in the newbie section, SHE STARTED TO READ BLOGS!!&lt;br /&gt;Like Gummy said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh come on..&lt;br /&gt;Which newbie will go to member's blog thread and read in a Cassiopeia forum..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of stalking TVXQ's news and stuffs to update yourself..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with you Gummy Yummy..&lt;br /&gt;Her style of posting a reply was exactly the same as M&amp;M and she made fun of herself when Fiona asked her have she heard of M&amp;M before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw then in 5d6d..&lt;br /&gt;The are faked..&lt;br /&gt;They said they were "twins" ^^&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Smack heads]&lt;br /&gt;Since when did CSSPF was under China forums??&lt;br /&gt;Insane liars..&lt;br /&gt;You're really making fun of yourself M&amp;M or Florencia whatever..&lt;br /&gt;You're so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;Cool cool Admin of CSSPF Hermione was informed about this situation.. [Credits to Fiona and Me who told her]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this incidence above I have made some conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;1. M&amp;M and Florencia.. You're a stupid liars.. PLEASE do some homework before you lie..&lt;br /&gt;2. Kayem.. Don't think girls are stupid.. We aren't..&lt;br /&gt;3. Internet is full of jokers and fakers..Don't believe in them easily..&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't eve lier.. Cause you'll never survive.. Like M&amp;M or Florencia whatever and Kayem or kango whatever could never show their face in the place they go.. Soompi, Boajjang, BWW2, CSSPF and many more..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-2492543103170746190?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2492543103170746190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=2492543103170746190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2492543103170746190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2492543103170746190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/kayem.html' title='Kayem'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5098768446655130556</id><published>2008-05-02T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:14:17.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Issue</title><content type='html'>After school before my Chinese extra class started..&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to head for the restaurant near by my school for a decent lunch as usual every Friday..&lt;br /&gt;But the routine that I share with Shu broke when she wanted to hit Kelly's house watching movies with Shey Hui and Audrey..&lt;br /&gt;We only had 40 minutes of break before the class starts and yet they wanted to watch a movie??&lt;br /&gt;I call that insane..&lt;br /&gt;I was still having a "cold war" with Kelly so I did not want to go to her house..&lt;br /&gt;Instead I went up to the restaurant with Jeane and Jia Nie..&lt;br /&gt;We met Kang Yi and Allyson with Evon when we reached..&lt;br /&gt;They invited us to sit with them..&lt;br /&gt;We ordered food and chit chat a little while waiting for the food to be served..&lt;br /&gt;Evon finished her food fast as she had to pack food for Adeline who was having Choir practice with Jo Xin..&lt;br /&gt;After Evon went.. Kang Yi bombed me Kelly's issue..&lt;br /&gt;Seems like she was the only one who wasn't involved noticed about the oddness between me and Kelly..&lt;br /&gt;I bet Ann had told her something on what happened..&lt;br /&gt;"You still refused to talk to her?", she asked..&lt;br /&gt;I really did not know how to react at first when she started a conversation with me like this..&lt;br /&gt;The words she spoken had made Jeane and Jia Nie stopped talking..&lt;br /&gt;"How did you know?" this was all I could say..&lt;br /&gt;"Ann told me. Are you going to speak with her?"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't plan too..."&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you guys talking about?" Jeane who was always the curious one asked..&lt;br /&gt;I could see Jia Nie was interested in the scene too..&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't it obvious?" Kang Yi said..&lt;br /&gt;I did not spoke a word but I was shocked when Jeane said...&lt;br /&gt;"Is it Shu?"&lt;br /&gt;How could she thought of me having a war with Shu??&lt;br /&gt;That won't happen for now..&lt;br /&gt;"Nope... I won't quarrel with Shu... We never did..."&lt;br /&gt;"It was Kelly... Didn't you guys saw they weren't talking at all for the past two weeks? You guys were in the same class..."&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't say much but to smile bitterly..&lt;br /&gt;Allyson seemed to notice my emotions but did not speak even a word..&lt;br /&gt;She was just looking like a crowd..&lt;br /&gt;Watching a real life drama that was shown in front of her..&lt;br /&gt;"You're really gave up??" Kang Yi asked again..&lt;br /&gt;"Do I have a choice??" I was thinking this in my heart but did not spoke a word..&lt;br /&gt;"This wasn't the first time anyway..." I said while looking down at my food..&lt;br /&gt;"What had she done?" Jeane asked..&lt;br /&gt;"Oh nothing much..."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't tell... And don't speak of it..." Kang Yi and I said..&lt;br /&gt;We personally did not want to spoil a person's reputation..&lt;br /&gt;Especially a friend that both of us known for 4 years..&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for Kang Yi that is..&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't that close with Kelly as I do..&lt;br /&gt;She made a choice for keeping a distance with her without bothering her..&lt;br /&gt;"I thought only Ann and Kelly were having a fight..." Jia Nie said..&lt;br /&gt;"That was few weeks back... The became friends again..."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..."&lt;br /&gt;I know what Jia Nie and Jeane were thinking right now..&lt;br /&gt;They probably sort out the problems issues that was happening among the four of us..&lt;br /&gt;I did not want to speak much about this as I know Allyson will tell the others of the  news Kelly and I weren't friends for now..&lt;br /&gt;I think soon the whole form in my school would question and asked about it..&lt;br /&gt;Since hey knew that Kelly and I were the bestest friend before..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5098768446655130556?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5098768446655130556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5098768446655130556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5098768446655130556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5098768446655130556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/issue.html' title='The Issue'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1592961245764796466</id><published>2008-05-01T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:14:33.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soompi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FanFic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOSHS'/><title type='text'>G.O.S.H.S</title><content type='html'>It's really really odd for me to share my fanfic reviews on my bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;And it is definitely not in my mind to talk about fanfics in my bloggie when I decided to have a blog..&lt;br /&gt;However.. I woke up late today at 7.38..&lt;br /&gt;This is not my daily wake up routine.. I usually wake up at 5..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.. Get to the main point..&lt;br /&gt;Winglin fics sucks sometimes when no authors update their fictions..&lt;br /&gt;And most of their fics are getting boring and filled with nonsense now a days..&lt;br /&gt;So I went to &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums"&gt;Soompi&lt;/a&gt; to stalk fictions..&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed a die hard fan of fanfictions..&lt;br /&gt;This is a weird stuff in me that I couldn't correct myself..&lt;br /&gt;I stalked for YunGi fics in Tammy's thread for YunGiness..&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=198782"&gt;CLICKIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this interesting title and click it..&lt;br /&gt;GOD OF SEUL HIGH SCHOOL..&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. GOSHS..&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=100732"&gt;CLICKIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading the Prolouge and the first Chappie..&lt;br /&gt;I said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey!!&lt;br /&gt;This isn't YunGi!!&lt;br /&gt;Yunho is paired with BoA while Junsu was paired with Seulgi!!&lt;br /&gt;Moreover the character that appeared first was Eunhye and Yoochun..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no intention to continue reading the story at first but the plot caught my eyes as I was about to close the tab..&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong played a weird character as the Leader of Gods in Seoul High with the rest of TVXQ as the Gods as well..&lt;br /&gt;There are Goddess and..&lt;br /&gt;Can you even believe TVXQ in their high school??&lt;br /&gt;The story was getting complicated when I suddenly realize.&lt;br /&gt;This fanfic doesn't only shows a lovelife of a specific character like other fanfics..&lt;br /&gt;It actually narrates the story of others in their bumpy love life..&lt;br /&gt;This fic was so popular in Soompi until the author, &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showuser=109480"&gt;exotsiax13&lt;/a&gt; has 200++ PM list..&lt;br /&gt;She had to closed the PM system..&lt;br /&gt;It is a really interesting fic and complicated..&lt;br /&gt;The author narrates the story well as she describe the pain and suffers in love life..&lt;br /&gt;I am really amazed..&lt;br /&gt;Read it you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;You won't regret!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s245.photobucket.com/albums/gg56/XxRideOnWithRayixX/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11pw3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg56/XxRideOnWithRayixX/11pw3.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1592961245764796466?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1592961245764796466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1592961245764796466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1592961245764796466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1592961245764796466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/05/goshs.html' title='G.O.S.H.S'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-1050666186284050756</id><published>2008-04-30T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:16:04.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Without My PC</title><content type='html'>My life had been very miserable without my computer since Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Fiona happily when suddenly "PUFF"..&lt;br /&gt;There goes my monitor..&lt;br /&gt;All black..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to restart my computer but failed..&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up switching off the main switch..&lt;br /&gt;Before that my CPU still shows yellow lights..&lt;br /&gt;But after my magical fingers switch off and on the main switch..&lt;br /&gt;Everything turns out.. Abnormal??&lt;br /&gt;I can't even see the yellow lights when I start my CPU..&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I cant even start the CPU..&lt;br /&gt;There goes my life..&lt;br /&gt;Being miserable..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to synchronize my iPod with the laptop that I took from my parents' bedroom without permission but guess what happened..&lt;br /&gt;I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED ALL THE SONGS AND MOVIE CLIPS IN MY IPOD!!&lt;br /&gt;[yells and screams of a miserable and stupid clumsy girl]&lt;br /&gt;All the songs that I've downloaded and edited the profiles are gone..&lt;br /&gt;GONE!!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't my life be anymore miserable..&lt;br /&gt;My parents aren't planning on repairing my CPU since they claimed that I have been spending too much time in front of the screen than reading the papers fulled with words..&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that can change their mind on making me suffering a life without my CPU..&lt;br /&gt;Gee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-1050666186284050756?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1050666186284050756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=1050666186284050756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1050666186284050756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/1050666186284050756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-without-my-pc.html' title='Life Without My PC'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4524305390004182511</id><published>2008-04-30T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:59:40.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day in School</title><content type='html'>An ordinary day it is today..&lt;br /&gt;But with a little special feelings in school..&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had just finished my last performance in my school with my fellow classmates..&lt;br /&gt;The last performance in my high school life..&lt;br /&gt;A sketch by Krix and Lexy..&lt;br /&gt;You can say it was a success with Niva and Jeane playing important roles in each scene..&lt;br /&gt;Many of the juniors and teachers commented and gave loud applause on our unbeatable sense of humour that Jeane brought us..&lt;br /&gt;She was funny in front of the crowds but the only thing that made us upset and a bit frustrated is..&lt;br /&gt;Our costume..&lt;br /&gt;Tops with sleeves paired with jeans skirts had brought a matter to the discipline teachers in our school..&lt;br /&gt;The commented that the skirts and the girls wore were too short.. Including me..&lt;br /&gt;Oh for Pete's sake..&lt;br /&gt;My skirt was just above my knees and I tried to pull the skirts as down as I could but not much can be done..&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Fadzilla scolded Shinz and Lexy for the skirts they were wearing but their skirt length was almost the same as mine..&lt;br /&gt;The "model" of our class, Qila decided to wear blue-coloured contact lenses and unluckily discovered by one of the teachers..&lt;br /&gt;She was sacked in front of the acting crew but we didn't care much..&lt;br /&gt;I mean she deserves the scold and she should know the rules of the school after studied in the same school for the past 4 years..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Today is the important day of our class and one of my classmates still decided to come late to school where her school is in a walking distance from her house, approximately 2 minutes of walking..&lt;br /&gt;You know who am I talking about..&lt;br /&gt;No one other than my so called "GOOD FRIEND" Kelly Chen..&lt;br /&gt;She played a role of a MC in Niva's scence and with one line of speech..&lt;br /&gt;Yet she had to dressed well since she is acting as a MC in a music award..&lt;br /&gt;But too welled-dress by wearing sleeveless hot pink and short dress is commented as wearing like a bitch..&lt;br /&gt;She looked so mature and superficial..&lt;br /&gt;This is what I thought when looking at her outfit with that weird looking turquoise shoes..&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mentioned that the dress she wore was V neck and low cut?!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;People around me are blind on seeing her true personalities..&lt;br /&gt;Shu ended up looking high and low for a nice coat to cover her exposures..&lt;br /&gt;The discipline teacher had an eye on her now..&lt;br /&gt;Serves her right..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sounding like an evil now..&lt;br /&gt;However I still don't feel like hating her for her acts and personalities..&lt;br /&gt;I just dislike them, not until like feeling to curse her with vodoo doll for what she've done to me..&lt;br /&gt;It's really heart-aching seeing her changed into someone like bitch..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. It was a waste for not being able to record the whole performance of sketch..&lt;br /&gt;None of us brought the camera..&lt;br /&gt;Jeane acted well with the help of Adeline..&lt;br /&gt;The last performance from 5 Sigma ended perfectly with loud applause..&lt;br /&gt;I felt very happy indeed..&lt;br /&gt;After the sketch when most of us gathered in the classroom..&lt;br /&gt;We talked about the teacher's attitude and prejudice on our class..&lt;br /&gt;All of them thought that the teachers hated our class and always find troubles in us..&lt;br /&gt;But from my personal view..&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are fair and square..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we really did something wrong and maybe they misunderstood something..&lt;br /&gt;But I believe that no teacher would actually hate the student by causing trouble and accusing them..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really don't understand why people can hate a person..&lt;br /&gt;Ann used to said that it's impossible for me to hate a person when we took a test on personalities..&lt;br /&gt;The results of that test stated that a person like me will not hate others easily..&lt;br /&gt;A person like me will always forgets the unhappy encounters and grudges on me..&lt;br /&gt;However that doesn't mean that I will never get angry over stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;I will take things calmly by showing less intention or even ignore it..&lt;br /&gt;This is my way of doing..&lt;br /&gt;I think the test and what Ann had said was right..&lt;br /&gt;I don't keep hatred in me..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder this personality of mine is positive or negative..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4524305390004182511?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4524305390004182511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4524305390004182511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4524305390004182511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4524305390004182511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-day-in-school.html' title='My Day in School'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3695227199642930201</id><published>2008-04-17T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:48:42.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable</title><content type='html'>I've been in a miserable week..&lt;br /&gt;Miserable life for a week..&lt;br /&gt;My bad luck started since Sunday when Abby dropped me with a bomb..&lt;br /&gt;SHE RAN AWAY FROM HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.. She fought with her father and ran to KL..&lt;br /&gt;She was in the library studying with her friends when suddenly her father called..&lt;br /&gt;He thought that Abby is dating with her boyfriend and ask Abby to put her friend on the phone to proof that she isn't lying..&lt;br /&gt;Abby felt disrespected since she has been living in hell-like life..&lt;br /&gt;No internet and no computer..&lt;br /&gt;And then her dad want to restrict her freedom..&lt;br /&gt;She is only allowed to go out once a week.. Not less than an hour..&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.. Life isn't only about study and work you know..&lt;br /&gt;Thus Abby ran away from home..&lt;br /&gt;She promised to some back before Monday for school but instead she came back ON Monday but didn't went home..&lt;br /&gt;She asked her boyfriend to pick her up from the station and stayed at his house for a night..&lt;br /&gt;But relax.. They didn't do anything..&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday she went to the town and bought a rabbit named Pumpkin..&lt;br /&gt;Happy her.. The only she go back home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;But sill refused to speak with her father..&lt;br /&gt;Abby's mother couldn't do anything to help..&lt;br /&gt;Abby said this when she was in KL talking to her mother on the phone, "Don't ask Papa to call me, or else I'll ban his number forever"..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday when I was still worrying about Abby and having a cold war with Kelly..&lt;br /&gt;I felt stressed..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna speak to Ann but she was too busy preparing for the debate competition on next Thursday..&lt;br /&gt;Shu was too out of situation to speak with..&lt;br /&gt;I was having a great time..&lt;br /&gt;And at night.. I had a major stomach cramp..&lt;br /&gt;I felt dizzy and can't stop going to the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night at 2 a.m.!!&lt;br /&gt;I was having a really hard time with my stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;Shu was spending her time happily with Kelly leaving me alone..&lt;br /&gt;Ann was busy as I mentioned before..&lt;br /&gt;But when Ann was about to leave with the rest to the Counseling room for some practice on their debate..&lt;br /&gt;I called up her and I started to express my feelings towards her..&lt;br /&gt;The pain I was suffering and the stress I am having..&lt;br /&gt;I burst in tears..&lt;br /&gt;She can't do anything to help..&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to disturb her in the first place with my problems since she was busy and she too was having major stress as a president of the club and the debate team..&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;But she did noticed my oddness with Kelly and I was silent for the pass few days..&lt;br /&gt;Normally i would talk a lot with Ann and chat with her..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't control my tears..&lt;br /&gt;Tears I shed for Kelly and Abby..&lt;br /&gt;I was worried about Abby..&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't have called me when she arrives back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday I was happier since Abby came back in peace..&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at Ann and she knew I am happy then..&lt;br /&gt;I told her about Abby and she felt kinda sorry for Abby..&lt;br /&gt;The situation between me and Kelly hasn't gone any better..&lt;br /&gt;I am in did having pain in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;My heart was aching..&lt;br /&gt;I felt pain..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't experience this when first had a cold war with her..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because that time I was too busy with exams and I knew one day I might not control myself and make up with her back there..&lt;br /&gt;But that time she wad the one who surrendered..&lt;br /&gt;This time..&lt;br /&gt;I had made up my mind not to forgive her..&lt;br /&gt;And maybe this is the main reason for my odd pain and discomfort..&lt;br /&gt;Are we really over??&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I've set up my mind not to concern about her anymore..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is like breaking up with my lover..&lt;br /&gt;But the different thing is..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is my friend..&lt;br /&gt;My best friend..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my classmates think..&lt;br /&gt;I think they had notice the silence between Kelly and I..&lt;br /&gt;I really wished I can forget her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3695227199642930201?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3695227199642930201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3695227199642930201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3695227199642930201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3695227199642930201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/04/miserable.html' title='Miserable'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-9191308681248394343</id><published>2008-04-12T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:23:33.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To: ... You know who you are</title><content type='html'>Dear friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to mention your name widely for the sake of your reputation..&lt;br /&gt;And as a "friend" I chose to respect you..&lt;br /&gt;Despite your recent act that disappointed me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember clearly the first time i meet you..&lt;br /&gt;In the school that I was forced to enroll in..&lt;br /&gt;You were sitting on the floor coldly..&lt;br /&gt;Like an Ice Queen..&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring you surrounding..&lt;br /&gt;After one week of Ice Breaking activities..&lt;br /&gt;We were sorted to our classes..&lt;br /&gt;We became classmates..&lt;br /&gt;You started to talk and share topics..&lt;br /&gt;Mostly about boys..&lt;br /&gt;Typical teenagers gossip topics..&lt;br /&gt;Boys and fashion..&lt;br /&gt;In a girl school full of idiotic wannabes that hunger for boys you started to date..&lt;br /&gt;But cheap of you to play a joke on me by dating with my so called "boy friend"..&lt;br /&gt;I was an idiot ended up being a laughing stalk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second year you streamed..&lt;br /&gt;I stayed back with a bunch of morons, knowing nothing else than teasing others and gossip about boys..&lt;br /&gt;I strove hard and scored satisfying results..&lt;br /&gt;You claimed that you have autism..&lt;br /&gt;Having a major cold war with your family because of some stupid reasons..&lt;br /&gt;You weren't happy..&lt;br /&gt;You cried to me..&lt;br /&gt;You had my sympathy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to stream to the top class on my 3rd year..&lt;br /&gt;Your grades dropped..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher had arranged you in the middle class category..&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for teacher's mercy you got back into the top class..&lt;br /&gt;The relationship among you and your family members still doesn't seems to work well back there..&lt;br /&gt;Unavoidable you cried to me and some friends of yours..&lt;br /&gt;Saying your mum doesn't give pocket money to you..&lt;br /&gt;You have to starve everyday to save your money up..&lt;br /&gt;You were pity..&lt;br /&gt;I was a fool..&lt;br /&gt;I shared my lunch and even, my money and gifts with you..&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were my best friends back there after Ash had did something horrible to me with the help of Poey..&lt;br /&gt;We were on the same boat and me became friends with Ann, although there are some misunderstanding between Ann and I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by Ann and I were not that strange compared to back there..&lt;br /&gt;We, together with Shu became best buds..&lt;br /&gt;But both of us fight occasionally and both of us know, that I did not do anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;However I am the one ended up breaking the ice between us..&lt;br /&gt;You began to date with a guy that Ann, Shu and I thought he doesn't even exist..&lt;br /&gt;You turned to a shopaholic..&lt;br /&gt;Wasting money like you never waste before..&lt;br /&gt;Hurting your parent's heart..&lt;br /&gt;Meeting guys out there even though you're in a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;And better yet..&lt;br /&gt;involved yourself in two relationships..&lt;br /&gt;One night when I was enjoying myself..&lt;br /&gt;Your mum called to say that you brought your brother to the shopping center nearby without telling..&lt;br /&gt;What were you thinking??&lt;br /&gt;Your mum cried on the phone, Ann was frustrated, Shu was calling n the phone non-stop and YOU..&lt;br /&gt;YOU spoiled my mood of enjoying my party..&lt;br /&gt;The stupid excuse for going out to shopping is because you haven't shop for one week..&lt;br /&gt;ONE DAMNED WEEK!!&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time ever..&lt;br /&gt;We had a cold war..&lt;br /&gt;This time you were the first to surrender on the battlefield right after I came back from Europe before your birthday..&lt;br /&gt;I accepted..&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside I know that the relationship between us will never be the same again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last year of high school you had a cold war with Ann because of your selfishness..&lt;br /&gt;Shu, Ann and I seek for the counselor..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping we can find a solution for turning you back into the same friend that we use to know and play with..&lt;br /&gt;You hurt Shu's heart by playing with her admire..&lt;br /&gt;Your acts had made Ann suffered from the stress of being a spy of your mother..&lt;br /&gt;You make me resist my anger on slapping onto your cheek..&lt;br /&gt;I am resisting myself from blasting like a volcano..&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand the pressure I am handling??&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my friends suffering and crying silently in their hearts..&lt;br /&gt;Because of your selfishness and laziness you accused me for having a despicable attitude..&lt;br /&gt;Despicable person, this is what you called you friend??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with your act..&lt;br /&gt;I am through with your fake mask that you put on..&lt;br /&gt;My world will never ever stop because of you..&lt;br /&gt;I have my life..&lt;br /&gt;You are not all of me..&lt;br /&gt;I shall put a full stop between us..&lt;br /&gt;I will never ever been hurt by you again..&lt;br /&gt;This is the last tears that I shed for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell my once "friend"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-9191308681248394343?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9191308681248394343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=9191308681248394343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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You know who you are'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4010855618643308763</id><published>2008-04-01T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:49:35.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April fool'/><title type='text'>Damned it's April Fool</title><content type='html'>It's April fool..&lt;br /&gt;1st April..&lt;br /&gt;It was a usual day for me as I wake up from my cozy bed in the morning preparing to school..&lt;br /&gt;Doing my daily routines..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special..&lt;br /&gt;Going to school.. Meeting friends.. Chasing homework.. Listen to teachers lecture about the stupid boring text book..&lt;br /&gt;Not until Miss Kelly Chen my friend decided to give me a surprise by giving me the birthday present that she had owed me for 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;A T-Shirt from D&amp;D..&lt;br /&gt;And Shu who was sitting beside me just reminded me..&lt;br /&gt;"Today is April Fool!!"&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. I really forgot what special day today is..&lt;br /&gt;The day was nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;Pretty normal..&lt;br /&gt;Until one of my classmate decided to scare the hell out of me by telling freaking scary ghost story which I COULDN'T refuse to hear by covering my ears..&lt;br /&gt;Arhh!!&lt;br /&gt;They are evil..&lt;br /&gt;My classmates..&lt;br /&gt;All of them are freakingly enjoying the freaking ghost stories when teacher was absent..&lt;br /&gt;I was grabbing Kelly's hand tightly and yelled when the scary plot came..&lt;br /&gt;And of course..&lt;br /&gt;Some of the classmates scolded me for the yell and shouts..&lt;br /&gt;Freaking April Fool..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4010855618643308763?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4010855618643308763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4010855618643308763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4010855618643308763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4010855618643308763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/04/damned-its-april-fool.html' title='Damned it&apos;s April Fool'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5324783534753318171</id><published>2008-03-30T15:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:16:16.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailstorm'/><title type='text'>Hailstorm!!</title><content type='html'>It's raining hailstorm!!&lt;br /&gt;Or should i say..&lt;br /&gt;It's raining ice!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god!! I can't believe my eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;The thunder was roaring and lightning was striking until I jumped up..&lt;br /&gt;I had to offline and stay miserable in my room when suddenly my brother burst into my room yelling at me..&lt;br /&gt;"Jie!! Dad ask you to go down stairs and take a look at the backyard!! It's raining SNOW!!"&lt;br /&gt;I was like "You must be joking..Raining snow?? As in SNOWING?? That's so impossible in Malaysia.."&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to my backyard and take a look at the freaking commotion that is happening in my house..&lt;br /&gt;When I saw hails falling..&lt;br /&gt;It's hails..&lt;br /&gt;Not ICE!!&lt;br /&gt;It is shocking enough for me..&lt;br /&gt;I quickly rushed to grab my handphone and umbrella and went out to take a close look..&lt;br /&gt;Sizes of ermm.. Eraser?? Kinda like that..&lt;br /&gt;Dropping on the grass of my backyard..&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Hailstorm whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a news will appear in the newspaper tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg56/XxRideOnWithRayixX/DSC00324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg56/XxRideOnWithRayixX/DSC00324.jpg" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg56/XxRideOnWithRayixX/DSC00325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg56/XxRideOnWithRayixX/DSC00325.jpg" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5324783534753318171?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3fe4856934dd9d93&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5324783534753318171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=5324783534753318171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5324783534753318171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/5324783534753318171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/03/hailstorm.html' title='Hailstorm!!'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-8567534047087364340</id><published>2008-03-26T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:04:22.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Dental Checkup.. Coughed Blood?</title><content type='html'>Today the nurses that are sent by the Government decided to have a surprise dental check up..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. It is very normal for me.. But not this year..&lt;br /&gt;My last year of high school..&lt;br /&gt;I was in the chemistry lab chatting with my mates when suddenly one of the nurses came in with a pile of green record cards..&lt;br /&gt;It's our annual free dental check up!!&lt;br /&gt;My dear classmates started to do their last minute rinsing before going to to the clinic in my school..&lt;br /&gt;We were divided by groups of 8.. Take turns to lay on the dental chair and open your big wide mouth prepare to say "Awhh~~"&lt;br /&gt;I was in the 3rd group and wait for the first two groups to finish their check ups when suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;A classmate of mine rushed into the lab and started to yell "Blood!! Blood!! Coughed blood!!"&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. "What the heck?!"&lt;br /&gt;Then she explained about the nurses "washing" your teeth until your gums bleed..&lt;br /&gt;.. Sweat..&lt;br /&gt;The class started to panic and get noisier..&lt;br /&gt;Many of us were afraid..&lt;br /&gt;That classmate of mine said there are two nurses.. One is a Chinese and one is a Malay..&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese nurse will "torture" your teeth which are not clean while the Malay nurse will treat you kindly with mercy..&lt;br /&gt;With my heart bumping fast.. I went to the clinic in group when the nurse called for our turn..&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the bench watching the two nurses using utensils with mask on their face.. Playing or "torturing" my classmates' teeth..&lt;br /&gt;Then.. After the "victim" of the Chinese nurse went.. My friend was supposed to been "treated" but cowardly left for toilet..&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me with the Chinese nurse..&lt;br /&gt;I gulped and made move to the chair then laid down..&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the nurse and pleaded secretly in my heart that she would show some mercy..&lt;br /&gt;I opened my mouth when I was instructed to and the nurse put something in mouth to check..&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly she dint do anything with my precious teeth..&lt;br /&gt;She praised me about my well maintained teeth and guessed that I do check ups in the dental clinic outside the school..&lt;br /&gt;Bingo!! She was right!! I had regular check ups in the private dental clinic in town..&lt;br /&gt;I care about my teeth you know??&lt;br /&gt;My classmates were staring at me after I left the school clinic peacefully..&lt;br /&gt;I was jumping happily while singing the song..&lt;br /&gt;And my close pals were like "You damn lucky girl.."&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends had blood stain on their uniforms because of the horrible-and-scary-last-year-of-high-school-dental-check-up..&lt;br /&gt;Isn't memorable??&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-8567534047087364340?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8567534047087364340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=8567534047087364340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8567534047087364340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8567534047087364340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/03/surprise-dental-checkup-coughed-lood.html' title='Surprise Dental Checkup.. Coughed Blood?'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-941658668725058407</id><published>2008-03-26T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:17:17.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit to the Gynea</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the gynea today in a hospital near my town..&lt;br /&gt;Why you asked?? Menses problem of course..&lt;br /&gt;I believe every girl has this problematic trouble of adnormal menses..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so jealous of boys.. Free from this problem..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. To tell the truth.. I am pretty scared..&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid that the doctor will said i have some rare diseases or have to perform surgery or something..&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know..&lt;br /&gt;My heart was beating fast and I wanted to cry badly..&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't..&lt;br /&gt;My mum would think that I am crazy or something..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. When I went through the door.. I saw a guy in white robe..&lt;br /&gt;Sitting behind the chair with his gold glasses..&lt;br /&gt;A man.. A MAN GYNEA!!&lt;br /&gt;It maybe doesn't sound that weird.. &lt;br /&gt;But it really is a trouble for me to explain my female problem to a man..&lt;br /&gt;Despite he is a doctor..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I felt awkward and weird..&lt;br /&gt;After testing my blood pressure.. &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gynea asked me to lay on the bed..&lt;br /&gt;Then the nurse came to apply some cold gel on my tummy &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the doctor scan my tummy with  thingy..&lt;br /&gt;I guessed it is called ultra sound..&lt;br /&gt;I can see my internal organs 0.o&lt;br /&gt;Weird..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. This is the first time for me.. A visit to the gynea &gt;w&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-941658668725058407?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/941658668725058407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=941658668725058407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/941658668725058407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/941658668725058407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/03/visit-to-gynea.html' title='A visit to the Gynea'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-6054969405571623617</id><published>2008-03-22T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:16:38.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10000 BC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s270.photobucket.com/albums/jj119/ishanrastogi/?action=view&amp;current=Ten_thousand_b_c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj119/ishanrastogi/Ten_thousand_b_c.jpg" border="0" alt="10,000 B.C"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you guys have heard of this movie..&lt;br /&gt;And some of you guys might watched it before..&lt;br /&gt;What do you actually think about this movie??&lt;br /&gt;I am not a movie addict person and I don't always stalks for the latest movies like my friends dies..&lt;br /&gt;But today my family.. Or should i say my dear mother suddenly decided to enjoy a movie in the freezing cold cinema when it was raining outside..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. In case you don't know about the movie.. Here is the synopsis: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From director Roland Emmerich ("Independence Day," "The Day After Tomorrow") comes a sweeping odyssey into a mythical age of prophesies and gods, when spirits rule the land and mighty mammoths shake the earth. In a remote mountain tribe, the young hunter D'Leh (Steven Strait) has found his heart's passion - the beautiful Evolet (Camilla Belle). But when a band of mysterious warlords raid his village and kidnap Evolet, D'Leh leads a small group of hunters to pursue the warlords to the end of the world to save her. As they venture into unknown lands for the first time, the group discovers there are civilizations beyond their own and that mankind's reach is far greater than they ever knew. At each encounter the group is joined by other tribes who have been attacked by the slave raiders, turning D'Leh's once-small band into an army. Driven by destiny, the unlikely warriors must battle prehistoric predators while braving the harshest elements. At their heroic journey's end, they uncover a lost civilization and learn their ultimate fate lies in an empire beyond imagination, where great pyramids reach into the skies. Here they will take their stand against a tyrannical god who has brutally enslaved their own. And it is here that D'Leh finally comes to understand that he has been called to save not only Evolet but all of civilization. --© Warner Bros.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying the movie with popcorn of course and smirks on my face..&lt;br /&gt;The movie really doesn't make any sense actually..&lt;br /&gt;From my history text books that I was compulsory to read.. Ships doesn't exist until Zaman Logan [don;t ask me what it is in English.. I am studying history in Bahasa Malaysia].. Most probably after BC..&lt;br /&gt;But 10000 Before Century.. There were ships??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be kidding me..&lt;br /&gt;The way the people treated the ruler as the God and the way they name the pyramid --&gt; The mountain of gods, is kinda stupid from my opinion..&lt;br /&gt;And I finally get to know the thinking of the early ages people..&lt;br /&gt;Really different and..&lt;br /&gt;Ermm.. Silly actually..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. That is the way our ancestors reacted..&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went to somewhere else for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;My siblings and I are giving negative comments ont that movie..&lt;br /&gt;But my mum said, "The main point isn't on the movie but as a family we entertain together rather than each of us starring at our personal computer MYOB"&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Mummy dear.. You are so sentimental..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-6054969405571623617?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6054969405571623617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=6054969405571623617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6054969405571623617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/6054969405571623617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/03/10000-bc.html' title='10000 BC'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-3059485632965063608</id><published>2008-02-24T07:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T07:32:37.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tension</title><content type='html'>gosh i miss my Tension boys..&lt;br /&gt;i miss their voices..&lt;br /&gt;i know their songs are old and they maybe a bit old too..&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;their songs are nice~~&lt;br /&gt;[in my ears lar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/72u9KY0iz1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/72u9KY0iz1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-3059485632965063608?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3059485632965063608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=3059485632965063608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3059485632965063608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/3059485632965063608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/02/tension.html' title='Tension'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-8487021956054854408</id><published>2008-02-13T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T17:04:14.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is Valentine..</title><content type='html'>It's Valentine tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;The day for lovers..&lt;br /&gt;The sweet sweet Valentine..&lt;br /&gt;To me..&lt;br /&gt;Valentine is romance and sweet like honey &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a Valentine in my previous year..&lt;br /&gt;But it always make my heart go Doki Doki..&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm dateless..Two of my classmates received their Valentine gifts today..&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were so happy and I can see them blushing..&lt;br /&gt;For some reason which I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little lonely and envy plus a little jealous..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young for this..&lt;br /&gt;Dating is not my age..&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm having major school exams this year..&lt;br /&gt;And in a girl school..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard to find a date actually..&lt;br /&gt;Fufufu..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be suffering tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;School ends at 4.00 pm, rush back home, do my routine..&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 5pm, I'll online for a while..&lt;br /&gt;Then go out for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;After that, maybe pasar malam or stay in front of the computer..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;My sweet 16 Valentine..&lt;br /&gt;Sounds miserable and pitiful..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I'm having Add. Maths, Maths and History exam tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY SWEET 16!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that makes me happy is we will be writing poems in our class..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-8487021956054854408?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8487021956054854408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=8487021956054854408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8487021956054854408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/8487021956054854408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/02/tomorrow-is-valentine.html' title='Tomorrow is Valentine..'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-2933158897583826136</id><published>2008-02-10T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:00:24.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Scores</title><content type='html'>Suddenly i thought of playing the piano..&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna play TVXQ's songs..&lt;br /&gt;I searched in the net for piano scores and managed to find TVXQ Piano in Live Journal..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the uploader..&lt;br /&gt;I got cool scores to play with &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the link: &lt;a href="http://tvxqpiano.livejournal.com/tag/pianoscores"&gt; TVXQ Piano Scores by TVXQ Piano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLease leave comment and thank you them &gt;w&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-2933158897583826136?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2933158897583826136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=2933158897583826136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2933158897583826136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/2933158897583826136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/02/piano-scores.html' title='Piano Scores'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-4432962650576396229</id><published>2008-02-08T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:32:36.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koda Kumi-Kingdom</title><content type='html'>Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;Lately..&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded BoA's, Ayumi Hamasaki's and Koda Kumi's album..&lt;br /&gt;I found out Ayumi Hamasaki's album isn't my taste..&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I found out Koda Kumi not bad!!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna share it in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Below is the playlist &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/3j6huNbLAm/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/3j6huNbLAm/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-4432962650576396229?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4432962650576396229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4996743049246539109&amp;postID=4432962650576396229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4432962650576396229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4996743049246539109/posts/default/4432962650576396229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angecloud.blogspot.com/2008/02/koda-kumi-kingdom.html' title='Koda Kumi-Kingdom'/><author><name>AngeCloud</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qTcVKtr-oOI/SCWhTg_CfeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FAg3YWjkqlo/S220/angecloud1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996743049246539109.post-5432629677918149918</id><published>2008-02-07T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:06:49.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Chinese New Year..</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not o excited this year..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in the process of dieting..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Wake up early in the morning and chat with my Korean friend..&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that a Korean needs to wear Hanbok to greet their parents in the morning of Chinese New Year..&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;At first..&lt;br /&gt;I dind't know that they celebrate Chinese New Year too!!&lt;br /&gt;How foolish am I...&lt;br /&gt;I went to the temple and it's noisy as always..&lt;br /&gt;The red papers are hang all over..&lt;br /&gt;People buying and throwing joysticks..&lt;br /&gt;Wearing red and bright colours..&lt;br /&gt;The reddish season of the year..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;The traffic was..&lt;br /&gt;[sweat]&lt;br /&gt;As usual..&lt;br /&gt;Terrible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4996743049246539109-5432629677918149918?l=angecloud.blogspot.com' 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