<?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-6395766336236632577</id><updated>2011-07-08T17:56:23.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With My Handwritings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-7086274062956596531</id><published>2010-03-28T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:00:54.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Green Zebra One More Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;first name moto, last name moto&lt;br /&gt;here's how you spell it- m-o-t-o-m-o-t-o &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(O_________O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(heyheyyou!)&lt;br /&gt;it's me again! =O okay, i've edited, i hope, most of the spellings and grammar error in my previous post.. i can't even stand rereading what i post cause of the mistakes.. lol i wrote that long post right after i pulled an all-nighter, so yeaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;anyways, i told ya i was invited to Springfield's Speech and Prize-Giving Day 2010 right.. and i also told you that they were going to award me with the cutest alumni award =P but i was wrong, they awarded me we with something better, or atleast up to par.. i was actually recognized for being the first in school for Literature 'O' Levels =D WOW! i think i love literature and Mdm Khaw more than ever now.. i received this trophy(?) or whatever you called that thing that states my name and &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'First In Literature GCE 'O' Level'&lt;/span&gt; that is surprisingly, unlike all the other trophies, not plastic this time! it's the real deal! i told you the school is finally spending on something else other than the rockwall(no offence opc)! and i got a certificate obviously, and also a $15 Times voucher lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;then Ms Lau, my co-form teacher and math teacher for a year, was really cool to bring me, Rasyidah, Kallista, Joey, Bernard and Zi Yuan on a tour around the Learning Mosaic.. the mosaic was boring, really.. it was all exibitions and stories, there were no games like the past 2 years? and Mrs Lau introduced us to her new Sec 2 student, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Mr Reliable"&lt;/span&gt;, what was his name Irfan or something.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she introduced us by telling him bad stories about our class! wth? ahaha! she was like &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"you know this class can play with glass windows and all!"&lt;/span&gt; and Irfan was like &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"they played with the windows?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and she continued &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"yaahh! they punched the windows until it broke!"&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha!! good times, good times.... but she ended the introduction with &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"but these people(us) are the better ones lah.."&lt;/span&gt; yeaaa! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and ouh!! there was a dress code for the Prize-Giving Ceramony- the boys had to wear long sleeves.. so i wore this green-striped shirt to show Mrs Tang that i do have a sense of belonging, by looking like a green zebra one more time.. and while i was on stage, receiving my award from the guest of honor, Mrs Tang said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"that's a very nice shirt you're wearing.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;woot mission accomplished! lol and i like your hair too Mrs Tang =P but then, my shirt also attracted some unwanted attention....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;270310, 1230hrs, school foyer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we were with Mrs Gomes, our english, social studies and form teacher for 2 years.. and although we don't always behave in her class, she is seriously one of the bestest teachers around and i think all the other 3is/4is would agree with me..&lt;br /&gt;it's been more than 5 months since we last had a lesson with her, so Bernard was like;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; "cher! we miss your lesson!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and she replied with a sarcastic look on her face; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"oouuhhh, now only you people like my lessons? but when i was teaching, nobody wanted to listen, i had to force people to hand in their homeworks!"&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;then Bernard said; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"eh cher, do the angry pose ah, your signature, we miss that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if Mrs Gomes has ever thought you before, you should notice that she likes to put her hands on her hips and puck her lips everytime she's angry.. funny stuff.. and that was the &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;'signature pose'&lt;/span&gt; Bernard was talking about..&lt;br /&gt;but i was lost at that time so i asked; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"huh? what pose? ooouhhhhh the..."&lt;/span&gt; and i did her signature pose, putting my hands on my hips, and pucking my lips..&lt;br /&gt;and Mrs Gomes reacted by telling Zi Yuan; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"can you please tell him(me) that we don't want to his bare chest.."&lt;/span&gt; bahaha!&lt;br /&gt;yea i didn't button my shirt all the way up cause it was really hot and i'd look like a nerd 8]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and then we went looking for Ms Neo HJ, my physics teacher for 2 years.. and when we finally found her, she was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"ahhhhh i miss you all!!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and out of nowhere, she jumped in on a hug on me! lol! so i return her a 1-handed hug and guess what guess what!? she felt like a pillow oror a teddy bear!! hahaha! it was nice hugging her!! =P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and then, Ms Neo looked at Zi Yuan who was wearing long sleeves shirt too and said; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"why you wear like old people?"&lt;/span&gt; haha and then she turned to look at me and said; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"you also! don't dress up like old people lah.."&lt;/span&gt; wth! haha! and she turned to look at Rasyidah and Kallista and said; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"ahh, dress up like them! see, so young!"&lt;/span&gt; and she continued; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"or like me, so pretty!"&lt;/span&gt; and out of nowhere, she pose in front of Syidah and Kallista as if they were Charlie's Angel and said; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"together, we are pretty and young!"&lt;/span&gt; ahahahaha!! and then we talked, and a few minutes later Ms Neo decided to take some pictures.. and we were already posing, when Ms Neo hurried out of the screenshot, towards a boy who was carrying a huge basket full of burgers and asked; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"nobody want these burgers already right?" okayokay, don't waste food!"&lt;/span&gt; and she chunked a total of 7 burgers into her huge bag!! bahahaha! so after taking some pics, Ms Neo openned her bag and handed us each a burger.. and i was like; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ooohh, you took for us? thank you! i thought you wanted to bring home all that.."&lt;/span&gt; and she replied;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "you think what, i fat i want to eat all ah!?! stupidboy!"&lt;/span&gt; bahahahahaha!! real funny!! she made my day, thank you!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then we met other teachers that thought us too;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;there was Mr Wong TS, our PE teacher for 2 years.. he stalked us around school? lol! and he said my unbuttoned shirt was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"sexy"&lt;/span&gt; lol? and ouh yea, i reminded him that he owes me a t-shirt and his reply was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"what brand?"&lt;/span&gt; waaahh but i bet i'll never get the shirt from him.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then i bumped into Mrs Maureen Tan, my fav history teacher for 2 years, but nothing much happened cause i see her quite a bit outside school.. and then there was Mrs Moreira, my history teacher for the remaining 2 years, and she was glad that most of us passed our 'O' Levels Humanities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and i spent a lot of time with Mrs Ooi, my fav math teachers for 2 years.. and i'm still talking to her about 2012 bahaha and i thanked her for teaching me math and she was like &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"you get C6 only, don't thank too much, i shy leh.."&lt;/span&gt; lol thank you! =D and then we shared some stories but i won't post them here cause someone might get offended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;andand Zi Yuan got in an arguement with Mdm Fatimah, our form teacher for 2 years!? lol!! baahh he was telling her off about how she treated us, in Zi Yuan's own words &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"like children.."&lt;/span&gt; and obviously Mdm Fatimah stand her ground and i supported her by telling Zi Yuan off &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"haaiiyyoo this boy ah... shut up already!"&lt;/span&gt; bahaha and then it somehow turned into a joke and we took some pictures on Mdm Fatimah's camera =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and we saw Mdm Annisa, my science teacher for 3 years, who tried to lie by telling us she was getting fatter, not pregnant.. lol.. but we managed to get her to admit she was pregnant again and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she asked us to guess how long has it been.. and Joey was like&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"3, 4 months?"&lt;/span&gt; to which Mdm Annisa replied&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; "3, 4 months this big only ah!? you crazy!"&lt;/span&gt; and Joey replied &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"how i know!? i've never been pregnant!"&lt;/span&gt; bahaha! and then i sounded stupid by asking her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"that means you're taking more leaves?"&lt;/span&gt; to which she sarcasticly replied &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"no lah.. i'll come back to school to teach, right after i give birth.."&lt;/span&gt; ahahaha and she continued &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"you ah Sufyan... never change from last time you know.."&lt;/span&gt; lol!&lt;/span&gt; and then we saw her 2-year old boy who refused to wave bye at us.. but he finally did when Mdm Annisa rolled down the window of her car.. cute! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but there were no signs of Mdm Khaw and Mrs Johari!! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;anyways, after the Speech Day, Nadhirah, Shahira, Rasyidah, Joey, Bernard and I chilled like a villian at coffee bean.. Mira left earlier cause she had to go to work =[ and Zi Yuan left too cause he had an appointment with the dentist.. and we lost Kallista?? lol! so we just chilled there, drinking and eating, and recalled some stories from our secondary school days.. funny stuff! btw, that cup of white chocalate tasted awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;this post goes out to everybody that thought i only post once each month, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;to which i say in your face!! o_o okayyy that was lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;p.s. i like to move it, move it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-7086274062956596531?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/7086274062956596531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/7086274062956596531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-with-green-zebra-one-more-time.html' title='The One With The Green Zebra One More Time'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-179298791103394558</id><published>2010-03-13T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:05:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With 8 Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;it was a thursday night and the party was bumpin'&lt;br /&gt;and the bass was thumpin' and the people was jumpin'&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(O_____________O)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(wuuzzzzuuuppp!)&lt;br /&gt;how you doin'? miss me? no? okay, i miss you. wanna know what i did during the holidays? no? okay, but i'm telling the stories from my my holidays anyways- only eight different stories that i can still recall.. and just an early warning, this post is gonna be long, like REALLY long, cause some of you guys have been torturing me asking me to update my blog, so here i am exaggerating on everything. but i'll divide it into 8 parts- read slowly entirely, or atleast read only 1 part each time you visit so that i won't have to update that much haha. but just fyi, my fav story would be Part 7- so read that! and please everyone who wants to go out with me, pleasepleaseplease read the ending(the one after Part 8) tyvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Part 1 of 8 - TV + Twitter = Life At Home &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;well obviously, i have to watch TV during my holidays right.. but what kind of show do i watch? hmmmm, that's anyones' guess.. so guess! whaaaaattt!? did you just say the biggest loser asia? noooo, i hate that show cause like one time, i like auditioned for the show, and they like rejected me cause they said i'm skinny but i've never watch that show so i didn't know it was only for fat people, i thought it was literally for losers, so i auditioned.... k stop it sufyan, you're only entertaining yourself, you suck loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk seriously, i don't watch much of TV nowadays.. i only turn on the TV for American Idol, Survivor, WWE Raw &amp;amp; Smackdown and sometimes TATV. that's the only shows i follow these days. and i don't know why i'm not watching the Amazing Race this season.. and i'm a fan of Crystal Bowersox, Siobhan, Didi Benami and Aaron Kelly, but i think the americans would crown a girl idol this time round.. so my bets are on Crystal Bowersox! =D and Survivor, wow i'm obsessed.. i literally screamed into the TV, hoping that the heroes would hear me, when they voted Cirie out last week.. comeon, they voted her out just because she's "really good" like wth.. she was my fav contestant everr!! stupid heroes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm not watching TV, i'd be on Twitter, stalking on people's tweets.. haha that's how bored i am at home.. and that's what you do when you have an iPhone, just ask shahira or rahimah or rahman or nidia! and &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;remember my mission on Twitter? yeaa, the one where i said i wanted celebrities and athletes to follow me, or atleast reply to my tweets? uhuh, guess what... Mickie James tweeted me! wooooooo! that felt really good, like having an orgasm.... bahaha I'M TOTALLY JOKING! i'm not some pervetic idiot that relates everything that happen in their life to sex.. so back to topic- if you don't know who&lt;/span&gt; Mickie James is, stop leaving under a rock fool! she's a WWE Smackdown Diva, a 5x Womens' Champion and also a country singer! listen to her single- Are You With Me. totally rocking! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;010310, 1426hrs, twitter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so somebody asked Mickie James, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@mickiejamesdiva&lt;/span&gt;, whether she would join Dancing With The Stars if she had the chance and her reply was:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"omg! sure i wud... y not?! it may not be pretty tho! haha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and being the busy body i am, i replied:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"haha what about survivor? would you do survivor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to which she replied:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"sure. always up 4 a challange. now that 1 i would win! no offence Ashley. lol."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and if you have no idea who Ashley Massaro is, seriously, stop living under that rock of yours! what are you!? Patrick Star or something!?&lt;br /&gt;Ashley was a WWE Diva and also a contestant of Survivor: China.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and have anybody here &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;heard of Jordan Jansen? if not&lt;/span&gt;, please, PLEASE leave your rock now Patrick and click on this link-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/jordanjansenmusic?blend=2&amp;amp;ob=4"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/jordanjansenmusic?blend=2&amp;amp;ob=4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- i'm not going to continue blogging if you don't click on that link right now.. i said NOW! stop reading this stupid! okay i'm sorry for calling you stupid, but have you click on that link? good! yeaa i had a conver with him and he's following me on twitter, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@jordanricqui&lt;/span&gt;. cool guy.. so here's the plan, i'm going to try to be closer with him, and once he gets all popular like J.Biebs and start having his own concerts, i'd ask him for free tickets! =D nooo, just kidding.. i'm not that shallow, using people for my own benefit and all.. anyways, subscribe to him and be a supporter, not a hater, not an obsessed stalker ahem&lt;em&gt;justinbieber'beliebers'&lt;/em&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;----- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 2 Of 8 - Sex On Pandora&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;have you guys heard of the movie Avatar? yeaa the blue people, not that guy with the arrow on the head. only dumb people don't know the blue Avatar.. so i watched the movie twice, and both in 3D! the first time was &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;with Farhan, Fadhilon, Syahmi and Syafiq, and another time with Emma.. her treat, lol thanks Emma! i'd never get tired&lt;/span&gt; of that movie.. greatest movie ever made, only being second to the Dark Knight.. kk that was bias.. anyways, i wonder what it'd be like to be a Na'Vi and live on Pandora.. greenery everywhere and nothing like this building frenzy here on Earth cause humans&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"arree stoopid! theyy likked babies!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;maann it would be damn cool to be a Na'Vi.. i'd connect my hair tentacles to my dragon's tentacles and we would feeelll each other hearts, and i'd whisper in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i see you"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and she'd would whi....ouh yeah i'm just wondering, do the Na'Vis have sex with the animals too? i mean they can talk to each other through their hearts and it'd be really hardcore......... and having sex under the tree of life with blue things would be wow..! and ouh don't worry, i feel like stabbing my disgusting brain too.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 3 Of 8 - So Was It Valentine's Day Or April Fool?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13022010, 2100hrs, MSN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Joey says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eh tmr want follow us go watch movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's going? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Joey says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the normal people lah&lt;br /&gt;the 4is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;like everybody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Joey says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;no lah&lt;br /&gt;only me vera bernard daniel afred ricky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo what about gen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Joey says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got netball&lt;br /&gt;you going or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what movie?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'll go if it's percy jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Joey says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yah we're watching percy jackson&lt;br /&gt;you better come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;soo here's the summary of my conver with Joey: i agreed to watch Percy Jackson with six of my classmates. yeaa, so i happily met them at golden village the next day, all geared up for Percy Jackson And The Lightning Theif right.. and you can't expect all of us to be in line in the queue for the tickets right.. so i gave Joey $8 to buy the ticket for me.. uhuh, so she queued with &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Vera, and&lt;/span&gt; bought the tickets and hold on to them.. and we talked for about 30mins outside GV before it was the time to get into the cinema.. so once inside the cinema, we found our seatings and obviously we sat.. and i ate my popcorn, and drank my lemon tea while the commercials were playing.. and then it was time! the long awaited moment is finally here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the movie began and right on that huge screen was Ashton Kutcher half-naked.. and i'm like wth, I didn't know Ashton Kutcher was in Percy Jackson.. and later, 5 mins into the movie, George Lopez, and Taylor Swift, and Taylor Lautner.. and i looked at Joey, who was sitting right next to me, and she acted like nothing happened.. and i'm like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"is this Valentine's Day?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and she calmly replied&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"yes shhhhhhhh!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lol thanks a lot guys! lucky thing the movie wasn't that bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 4 Of 8 - Swim, Swimming, Swam&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;so it was on a Tuesday(not like the day matter) i think, Alep, Hafiz, Syahmi, Fadhilon and i went swimming at Tampines Swimming Complex.. Hadi should have had joined us, but he bailed out.. other than playing our version of waterpolo and the lifeguards blowing their whistles at us, i don't think much happened during the swimming outing, i'm just posting this as part of the 8 parts just cause.. and after the swimming thing, we chilled like a villian under a block and i ate some rice with spicy fish.. and we sang our version of We Are The World.. cool.. yeaa, that's it, kk bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 5 Of 8 - Finally, Some Percy Jackson&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;did the sub-title sound gay? finally, some Percy Jackson.. lol.. if it did sound gay, well i'm not gay, and i didn't mean to sound gay.. what i was actually trying to say was that I had to wait for another 20days after Valentine's Day before i finally watch Percy Jackson And The Lightning Theif with Syahmi, Rahman and Nikesh.. and it was good! well atleast for me.. cause Syahmi don't like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"cliche"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;things.. and he keeps on interupting me watching the movie with his&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"that is soo cliche"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;comments.. like there are always 3 kids heroes(eg. Harry, Hermoine, Ron - Bella, Edward, Jacob), the heroes always win and such.. but i do agree with him about the heroes always win.. like comeon, die for once bitch! i really hate parts in movies where it'd seem that the hero had lost the battle, only to '&lt;em&gt;return&lt;/em&gt;', destroy everybody and win.. like in Transformers 2, Optimus Prime was clearly out and dead, but he had to '&lt;em&gt;return&lt;/em&gt;' with his upgraded armor and kill everybody and win.. like wth is this- Power Rangers or something!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;anyways, the movie was fun.. and i got a question for you, even if you don't believe in gods, treat this as a random question that is not an insult to any religion, okay? if you could be the son or daughter of any Greek god/goddess, who would you be? yeaa, as in Demigods- half-human, half-god.. and yea, i know i sound like a geek right now.. but it'd be cool to be the son of Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy.. well i don't need the battle stratedy part, but to have all the wisdom in the world would be awesome, like seriously.. and ouh btw, Syahmi, that Percy Jackson guy looks nothing like Zac Efron.. haha, so much for not sounding gay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 6 Of 8 - Dear John, My Ass&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;after that Percy Jackson thingy, Rahman went home, and unexpectedly, Syahidah called me.. and she was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"ehh Yan where you?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and blablabla and we met up.. yelah, kesian punye pasal eh, budak tu tkde kawan, ape nk buat.. tsktsktsk.. x) soo we caught up on some stories, funny stuff.. it's been a while since i met this girl.. one of my best girl friends in school.. kk da cukop kembang eh? kk, back to story.. soo somebody planned on watching Dear John.. and it wasn't me.. i just said i'm up for it, and that i wanted to watch it.. soo guess what.. Syahidah, Nikesh, Syahmi and I bought tickets for Dear John.. so we watched it right.. and bahgod.. i think i almost died of boredom.. maybe that's cause i've never watch a romantic show, and i mean really romantic show, no fights, no humour, no nothing.. and nothing in this movie was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"cliche"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;at all.. haha, finally found a non-cliche movie and it's boring.. so i guess being&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"cliche"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;is better? but hey, atleast it's better than G-Force! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;01032010, 1800hrs, Shaw Theather Cinema:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting next to the Syahidah in the cinema, and if you haven't been to Shaw Theather, the seats are huge, like really comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;and in the show, it has only been 3 days they are together and John is already eating on that girl&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(i forgot her name)&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;so i told Syahidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(in Malay, but I'll translate it to English)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "ehh, they're cool huh? only 3 days and they're already having sex under the rain.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and Syahidah replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; "ehh, can you please shut up? you've been telling me everything they have been doing eversince we started watching this movie! first day they meet lah, second day this lah, third day that lah.. i know, i'm watching the movie too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was like wth, but it was pretty funny the way she said it.. and i just replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "okay, okay!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i moved my legs and butt around the big seat, trying to find the most comfortable sitting position.. and again Syahidah went:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"ehh, can you please stop moving? i know the seat is big but you don't have to try it out! irritating sia you! what? you think you cute ah move here, move there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i'm like wth again, but still it was pretty funny the way she said it and i again replied: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"okay, okay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; and mind you, i was awarded the cutest boy in class last here.. x)&lt;br /&gt;haah, but i still kept on telling her what happened in the movie and i moved in my seat a whole lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 7 Of 8 - Night Or Early Morning Cycling?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hey, just wondering, cause i'm a noob like that, if you're cycling from 2100hrs all the way till 0900hrs, is it known as night cycling or early morning cycling? i define night as 1900hrs till 0000hrs, and after that it's early morning.. yeaa anyways, Syahmi, Alep, Hafiz, Haikal and I went cycling during those hours- from 2100hrs till 0900hrs, supposedly from East Coast to Changi to Pasir Ris to Changi to East Coast.. but something had to happen lols.. Haikal's rented bicycle's tyre exploded when we first reached Changi.. and that was like 0200hrs? and in Syahmi's own words, Hafiz&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; "tk ikhlas"&lt;/span&gt; so he went home after eating at Changi Village cause he's the only one cycling with his own bike.. so then it was only me, Syahmi, Alep and Haikal and his spoiled bicycle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;so we had to walk all the way back to the other end of East Coast Park while pushing our bicycles, cause Haikal's bicycle was totally wrecked.. uhuh, so yeahh, we walked and we took lots of stops cause it's really far when you're walking from Changi to East Coast.. and while walking, obviously we had to walk next to a jungle somehow, and we heard noises.. noises that didn't came from lizards or frogs or crickets.. and while we chilled at this hut, in between a deep jungle and the airport runway, Alep was busy talking with Syahmi, when Haikal and i heard things that couldn't have been possible at 0300hrs, in the middle of the jungle.. so i asked Alep to shhhh so that they too could hear it but Alep was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"what shhhh2!?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and he kept on talking.. lol.. nvm.. and then we continued walking, and a long way later, we chilled at another hut.. this time all of them heard a sudden girl screaming right behind us, but when we looked back nothing, so obviously we quickly walked away from that hut.. yeaa if you know the place i'm talking about, you should know that people say that it's really112512 haunted.. and i told my grandma about what Haikal and I heard, and she told me some scary things.. shhhhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;then finally, after all that scary nonsense, Haikal and Alep came up with this idea of Syahmi carrying me(cause i'm the lightest- 50kg) on his bicycle and cycle all the way back to ECP McDonalds, so that Haikal could cycle with my bicycle while puling his wrecked bike.. but Syahmi could not really do it, and Haikal was the only one who could cycle with two bikes.. so Haikal came up with another crazy another.. he would carry me on my bike all the way to ECP McDonalds and drop me there, and he would go back to meet Alep and Syahmi and pull the other bike.. it's like unbelievable but Haikal actually did it.. he rode me all the way to McDonalds.. no homo haha! i was at the front of the bike while he was peddaling behind me, and he rode really24124 fast, and once we reached McDonalds, my butt was really sore.. again, for you perverts, no homo!! x) thanks for the ride Haikal.. yeaa but i had to stay at McDonalds all by myself for one full hour, boy was i bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ouh and again, sorry Syahmi! i didn't meant to crash into you.. yeaa, i couldn't stop saying sorry cause that's the worst collision i've ever been in and i saw what happened and it should have had really52525 hurt.. you're just acting macho, like nothing happened.. haha kidding.. for those who don't know what happened, here's the story.. and this happened before Haikal's tyre exploded and while Hafiz was still with us.. we were cycling in the middle of the jungle, from East Coast to Changi, and i swear it's one of the darkest and scariest natural places i've ever been to anywhere on Earth.. so we were riding real fast and Syahmi was in front of me and Alep was in front of Syahmi.. and then suddenly, like out of the blue, Syahmi cycled faster than ever.. so Alep slowed down, to see what was going on.. and since Syahmi was directly behind Alep, he had to brake to avoid a collision with Alep as he was going too fast.. and i was behind Syahmi, but I was talking to Hafiz who was behind me, so I didn't look front when cycling and BAM! i rammed right into Syahmi's left thigh, causing him and his bike to fall over, along with my bike, but lucky me, i managed to jumped out of my bike safely before i fell too.. and i swear i was pedalling real fast, imagine the impact on Syahmi's thigh.. sorry bro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 8 Of 8 - Frogs In Nanyang Polytechnic?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;so i'm enrolled into Nanyang Polytechnic, along with Gen and Daniel.. so we decided to visit our future school to see what it's like.. Chu Fei, who is enrolled in Temasek Poly, came along as she had netball training with Gen later in the day and i guess she was bored at home? soo anyways we went to NYP by MRT.. and we talked about everything.. i'm serious.. from teen cribs to foods to races to rumors in Springfield.. like wth.. i don't know whether this is true or not, but the school have finally decided to spend on something else other than the rockwall (no offence OPC).. like instead of a Bedok Reservoir Run, SPF now have a triathlon at Sentosa!? andand the Sec 3 camp is to be held overseas!? and indoor netball courts and whatever!? but Mrs Tang, please, do something about the canteen food please! it taste like crapp! lol, i don't care actually, cause i'm outta there.. and are you finally doing all this because of us, the last graduates? i mean our results were awesome right? an A* for Pure Literature, comeon.. haha jkjk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;soo, when we finally reached Yio Chu Kang, we walked to NYP.. and while walking there, we almost got run down twice!! the first time almost by a bus, and the second time by a car! like wth!! but i understand cause i've been living in the east the whole of my life, i don't know how people in the west behaved/drive vehicles- no offence.. but comeon, the first time could have been our fault, cause maybe we were jaywalking? haha but we could have sworn that the road was only one-laned and when we look left and right, there were no vehicles at all.. but when we were crossing, out of nowhere this bus almost crushed Gen and Chu Fei.. how fast do people drive buses there? and the second time, totally not our fault.. it happened in school actually! there's this zebra crossing, and we were crossing, and out of nowhere another car zoomed right passed out nose! like seriously!? just because we don't look like zebras anymore, ahem&lt;em&gt;Springfield&lt;/em&gt;ahem, it doesn't mean that we can't use the zebra crossing! kk, that was lame, i know.. but really, i have to get used to the life in the west if i want to live..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;11032010, 1430hrs, MRT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk we were talking about food this time..&lt;br /&gt;and Chu Fei was like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"ehh want go eat frog soup?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i was like:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"eeee!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and Gen asked: &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"is it halal? frog soup?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i replied: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i don't know? but it should be.. but it's disgusting!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Chu Fei defended the frogs: &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"no it's not.. it's nice! Gen, have you tasted it before?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Gen replied: &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"noo.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Chu Fei shaked her head.. kk, there's no point posting this conver on my blog but i'm just glad that Gen and Daniel forgot what the 4is used to call me.. haha! andand, seriously, what do you think of frog soup? delicious or disgusting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and then after walking around our school, we found out that anywhere you are, i guarantee you that there would atleast be one water fountain right next to you.. lol but i'm serious, NYP is obsessed with ponds and fountains.. yeaa, everybody should join my school, it's the bestest! so after that, Gen and Chu Fei went for netball training and Daniel went to the I.T. Show with some other 4is, but i stayed back in school and walked one more round with Shahira.. haha nice.. ouh yeaa, i was telling her a story and out of nowhere she called me Harry Potter!? wth!? hahaha! fun time.. can't wait to start school so that we could hang out like everyday along with Eri Farah and the rest! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yeaa that's the eight part.. which was your fav? i bet it was all boring too you.. haha.. anyways, i have more outings planned.. like watching Alice In Wonderland in 3D with Shahira, Nadhirah and some others this following week.. the 4i picnic.. and i'm invited to Springfield's Speech Day Award Ceromony! woohoo! i bet i'm getting the cutest alumni award! haha joke.. can't wait to meet some coolios like; Mrs Gomes, Mrs Maureen Tan and Mrs Ooi.. but i really miss my fav teacher of all time, Mdm Khaw Maylee who is now in Serangoon JC.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah, this is specifically to the people who wants to asked me out, or who wants to join me for an outing.. please don't say you can make it, only to cancel it the very effing last minute cause of some stupid reason.. i know you're lying.. i mean fine, the first time you do it, it's believable.. the second time is okay.. but the third time, like really!? you don't have to lie to be cool.. like lying, saying that you guarantee you can make it, only to cancel it the last minute, and i literally mean the LAST MINUTE.. please lying is not cool, read Syahmi's blog for goodness sake.. i mean if you want to lie, could you make it more believable?? i'm not telling you to practice lying but wth!! ouh btw, check Shane Dawson on YouTube, he posted this video about what Pisses You Off, and this is what pisses me off! the top of the list.. like seriously? lying to sound cool like you're bigshot and all, but when we find out it's a lie, you're not cool at all.. i mean if you can't make it, just say it, we're not going to say anything about you and i swear it's way cooler than lying.. so yeah, don't asked me out or answer yes if you can't make it out.. cause i hate canceled outings especially because of crappy reasons.. and remember, once you're a liar, you're always a liar.. read this quote below, it's from Lady Gaga and Beyonce's Telephone music video.. thank you very much for your attention.. if you think this applies to you and you feel mad at me or something, feel free to feel that way, atleast i'm not lying about my feelings, bigshot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-but you can still see the crack in that motherfucker's reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arh, now i feel bad ending my blog post in such a sour note and it's all your fault!&lt;br /&gt;no, not you, but the other person who's reading this now too.. yes, you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-179298791103394558?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/179298791103394558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/179298791103394558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-with-8-long-parts.html' title='The One With 8 Stories'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-7841998371589216654</id><published>2010-01-25T21:26:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:39:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Sufyan's High Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;there's a place i know if you're looking for a show&lt;br /&gt;where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!)&lt;br /&gt;did you read the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; lyrics in red&lt;/span&gt; on top? cause you ARE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the place i know if you're looking for a show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that is HERE! but the hardcore part, wellll, i guess i could use the other meaning of hardcore, the clean one, instead of the dirty hardcore.. wait, is there even a clean hardcore? i don't know... somebody check the dictionary.. i only know the meaning of the dirty hardcore.....ANYWAYS, welcome back! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;so here's the thing, the reason why i didn't update for sooo long is because i'm too busy on a mission.. if you actually bother to read other people tags on my cbox then you would have already know whattheheck i'm talking about.. i am on a mission to get celebrities to reply or follow me on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/yanagogo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;! and i'm not kidding,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@howiemmandel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Howie Mandel from Howie Do It)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;replied me twice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;110110, 1000hrs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/yanagogo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@yanagogo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tweeted;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@howiemmandel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; what's wrong with you? you never read my tweets"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to which&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@howiemmandel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"nothing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and then there's another one, but i'm sure almost none of you would understand the question i asked him to which he answered.. now, i only have a few more celebs/artists to get a reply from or followed by.. there's only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@justinbieber, @ladygaga, @IAmJericho&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Chris Jericho from Fozzy and Smackdown!),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; @TheBethPhoenix &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Beth Phoenix from Smackdown!),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; @mickiejamesdiva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mickie James from Smackdown!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; and there's a few more who don't reply or follow fans like &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@keshasuxx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Ke$ha, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lyrics in red&lt;/span&gt; are from her song &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take It Off&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;.. i'm drunk.. am i drunk? no i'm not.. just high.. too high that i don't even know what i'm talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;100110, 2140hrs, Levi's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;i was working, YES working.. well, i was forced to work.. soo it was getting dark, the other shops were already closing, so i asked artli; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"what time is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she looked at her watch and replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"9.40.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i quickly replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ouh okay, thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then i turned around and i saw anthony folding tshirts and he asked me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"what time is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i seriously replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i don't know.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soo having eavesdropping on my conversation with artli, anthony questioned;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"i thought you asked artli about the time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and then i realised i DID asked artli but;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i don't know, i didn't listen to her reply.."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;^&lt;strong&gt;TRUE STORY&lt;/strong&gt;. and then later that same night i forgot my mother tounge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;100110, 2200hrs, Levi's:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my last day of work and it was going home time, so i got all excited and decided to speak in Phillipines; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"balam everybody!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(that's goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and artli, melvin and&lt;em&gt; (shitz i forgot her name!!) &lt;/em&gt;laughed and replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"balam!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soo while heading out of the store, i said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ingat!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(that's take care)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and melvin was like;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"eh, what's ingat in malay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i stopped for awhile and think hard;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i don't know...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so melvin replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"what!? you know how to say take care in Phillipines but you don't know how to say it in Malay??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then reality strucked me, i suck in Malay language;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"shitzz!! i forgot how to speak Malay!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i swear i really forgot how to say take care in malay that night, BUT i know now.. i got a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C5 for Malay language&lt;/span&gt; in my O Levels.. told you i suck.. but i got an &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A1 for P.Literature&lt;/span&gt;.. i'm not bragging, just effing happy! and i did the impossible, which is to pass math! i mean i've always been an F9 guy for math since secondary2 but i'm not quite sure how i got &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C6 for math&lt;/span&gt; in my O Levels.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love the people who wished me luck, bless the people who helped me and praise God for God is good&lt;/span&gt;! and when i returned to school to collect my O Level results, there were lots of changes like the change of vice principle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;110110, 1400hrs, school hall:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pahan was sitting on the floor next to me, so yeah we talked a lot while mrs tang was talking.. and she introduced the school leavers to the two new vice principles, so i asked pahan &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(in malay, but i'll translate it to english)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"where's mr nathan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(our ex-vp)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and pahan replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"i don't know, transferred to another school i guess.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soo i replied;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "ouh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, i thought he went for a try-out in the WWE.."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and then today, i had a discussion with syahmi on Windows Live Messenger about this coming Wednesday, the day we'd get our school-posting results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;skipskipskip&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;and why are we talking in english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you drop your accent&lt;br /&gt;i'm briton at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oOo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what if the msg us; you have NOT been posted to any school&lt;br /&gt;shitzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otak kau!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sorry i don't understand malay&lt;br /&gt;what's otak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;there hasn't been such cases&lt;br /&gt;dick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;skipskipskip&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a bad dream yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any choices in NP, NYP and RP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer my question first, then i'll ask you another question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;id get it&lt;br /&gt;id get the Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Q?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;QUES&lt;br /&gt;dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any choices in NP, NYP or RP?&lt;br /&gt;penis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not RP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ok thank you&lt;br /&gt;now, what about your dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;erm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i was kicked to engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;shitzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;that's probably the worst thing that could happen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!! I KNOW!!&lt;br /&gt;and why are we talking like bitches now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahaha!! i'm not sure...&lt;br /&gt;but you only have 1 engineering choice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, if you check the probability&lt;br /&gt;it's 1/12 x 100&lt;br /&gt;which is 8.3%, the chances of you making it to the engineering course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh now the dick is talking math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know, i passed math, i'm a genuis&lt;br /&gt;btw good luck!&lt;br /&gt;8.3% is wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;is there any specific time given for the sms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like duhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be somewhere between 10:00am - 6:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z Syahmiyo-Online says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;somewhere.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$ufyan - Take It Off says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, only Chuck Norris knows the exact timing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so am i high or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i guess it's probably what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and that was long wasn't it? there ya go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;my payback to you for not posting for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;btw, if you can't finish reading them all, don't worry, read them little by little.. like 1 sentance per day, that way you would finish reading this post by end of August, so I wouldn't have to post another till August.. kidding, i'll post when i'm free =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-7841998371589216654?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/7841998371589216654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/7841998371589216654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-with-my-high-return.html' title='The One With Sufyan&apos;s High Return'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-4105313089100117394</id><published>2009-11-29T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:27:24.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Sufyan Kisses Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;center&gt;rah rah ah-ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;ro mah ro-mah-mah&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;uhuh, you read my title right.. i kissed lady gaga! i'm not lying.. i invited her over to my mansion, danced to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bad romance&lt;/span&gt; in the party room, talked by the pool, and she like me, and we kissed....well, in sims3.. =P greatgame.. i'm thinking of creating the cullen family next.. (that's the vampire family from the twilight saga for those who don't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;anyways, back to reality.. i watched menopause the musical yesterday along with my literature friends and mdm khaw.. it was okay.. didn't really understand it but their lyrics are stuck in my head,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; "in the guest room or on the sofa my husband sleeps tonight" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*kicks imaginary drum*&lt;/span&gt;.. anywayss, after the show nid and i kinda went shopping.. and i joined the four-fingered superhero squad! yess, the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink teddy&lt;/span&gt; is in the squad!! (&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink teddy&lt;/span&gt; is my superhero nickname btw.. check out the pic on facebook and you'll know what i'm talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;btw, i'm glad maryse is back on raw!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i have no conver to post here again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i'm losing my memory, ohhh welll, back to sims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;TEDDY* or --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and if you haven't found out, i'm a little monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;note: this post was posted on 011209 but had been redated back to 291109&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-4105313089100117394?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/4105313089100117394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/4105313089100117394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-where-sufyan-kisses-lady-gaga.html' title='The One Where Sufyan Kisses Lady Gaga'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-2366132869935334767</id><published>2009-11-20T19:04:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:11:15.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With 4i09 Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;that party last night was awfully crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wish we taped it&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sooo i just came back from 4i09 3days chalet.. and it was greattfunnn.. the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i met up with gen, joey, alfred and nikesh first to check in our chalet(&lt;em&gt;joey's father drove us there&lt;/em&gt;).. we were still like an hour early before the official party started, so we went to take pictures along changi beach.. and when it was finally 5o'clock, people started arriving and the party is onnn! well not really a party, but more of a bbq class gathering.. and bernard brought his wii and guitar hero5.. so i tried the drums first and i suck.. soo i went for the mic and all i did was screamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "4i make some noooisssseeee!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and we lost.. wth.. so i skipped the guitar and followed rasyidah and kallista to the 2nd floor to camwhore.. haha, fuunnn.. soon, hawa and farah found us, took a bit more pictures and decided to play uno.. the deal was; &lt;em&gt;whoever lost had to dance..&lt;/em&gt; and farah lost, but she didn't dance =.= then, we headed back downstairs for the bbq.. ms neo joined us.. we bbqed drumsticks and prawns and corns and sweet potatoes and otah.. then, gen, alfred and i got ready a surprise cake and presents for those who have their birthdays on november and december&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ms neo was one of them&lt;/em&gt;), happy birthday btw! =) thenn, it was time for the long awaited 4i09 award ceremony! haha! soo everybody went home with an award.. and would you like to guess what award i won? no? okay, i was awarded with the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cutest boy in class&lt;/span&gt;! =D haha! not a joke, but still..... then it was 2330hrs and people started going home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was 0000hrs on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;second day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.. i don't know why, but i think i got high.. nikesh, bernard and i danced to the likes of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;turn my swag on by souljaboy&lt;/span&gt;....just the three of us, dancing like there's no tommorrow, in the middle of the night, outside.. i did my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; 'jellyfish dance'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 'hey macerena'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; dance.. then after that, we decided to play musical chairs...just the three of us, wth, lol.. and i won! =) then we headed back into the chalet to play some &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what i've done by linkin park&lt;/span&gt; on gh5.. this time, i played the guitar, and i rock the house down! =P after that, they decided to watch a ghost movie, so i watched it with them even though i know the place was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"keras"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;or haunted.. the movie ended like 0330hrs in the morning, so szy, nikesh and i went up and slept..&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; then at 0415, everybody burst into my room and got ready.. i was still sleepy when i asked anybody that could hear me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"where are you guys going?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and weiqiang(i think) replied;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; "go walkwalk around changi ah.. follow ah.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and then out of nowhere, joey shouted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "you come chalet to sleep is it!?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;wth but haha, that was random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; i still didn't follow them, neither did szy, nikesh, hwa yih, gen, hui si and steph.. but i got up as soon as they left and played mario kart on the wii with everybody left except szy(he was snoring).. then, at 0530hrs, the 6 of us left to catch the sunrise.. took some pictures and reached the chalet at 0630hrs.. almost everybody was like squeezed into one room, talking and playing cards when everybody got tired and fell alseep.. and guess who slept next to me....&lt;em&gt;joey&lt;/em&gt;.. =.= lol! 2 hours later, we woke up and got ready for the team treasure hunt.. i was the leader of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;that compromises me, ricky and enming.. &lt;em&gt;it was like the best but most tiring treasure hunt i ever had..&lt;/em&gt; imagine, running through the whole of changi.. and there was this game, we had to compete with another team,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; it's like captain's ball but with 1 person from each team blindfolded and the ball was replaced with a waterbomb and snatching/tickling was allowed..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and during the treasure hunt, everyone turned into evil geniuses.. there were alliances, there were betrayals and there were wth moments..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;like, at one point, we had to take a picture as a team with an airplane on top of us.. there weren't that many airplanes so we had to like queue.. my team arrived first, and after taking a picture, daniel's team wanted to like take their picture with our same airplane.. soo en ming was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"ehh waitwait, we want to take one more picture!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but when daniel's team just squeezed into our shot, en ming suddenly pushed me into them, hoping to waste their time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.. =.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;but in the end, my team kinda sort of won the treasure hunt.. =D and then we returned back to the chalet where everbody took a bath and played wii again.. and while singing&lt;span style="color:#3366cc;"&gt; rooftops by lostprophets&lt;/span&gt; on gh5, i noticed i was losing my voice.. meanwhile, the others who were not playing the wii decided to bbq the lestovers and guess what, there were a lot of leftovers.. there were wings, prawns and stingray! =D and right before i ate, i lost all of my voice!! wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;! (&lt;em&gt;btw, thanks for the lozenges bernard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;skipskipskip&lt;/em&gt;, then it was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;rd day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. and around 0000hrs, i turned into 4i09 very own superhero(you could see the picture on facebook) eventhough i was kinda mute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; and nikesh and gen finally got it on.. instead of fighting with words, they had this blanket&amp;amp;pillow fight.. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; after that, nikesh, hwa yih and i challenged mario kart and i totally rock, i got first in almost everything but everyone said it was just luck.. so i struggled to get my voice when i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "everytime i win, you all say it's luck.. it's pure talent.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and nikesh got irritated by my '&lt;em&gt;rock&lt;/em&gt;' voice so he replied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; "everytime you talk like that, i feel like punching you.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and stephanie joined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"sufyan, you talk too much, just keep quite.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;wth, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; after that, ricky, nikesh, szy and i kind of scare each other... and finally at 0330hrs, almost everyone slept as they planned to go walking around changi again at 0430hrs, but i didn't follow them, neither did nikesh, szy, en ming and zong hong.. we slept.. and hwa yih, steph and hui si also stayed '&lt;em&gt;home'&lt;/em&gt; to play somemore mario kart.. soon it was 0900hrs in the morning, so we packed up and i still didn't have my voice.. and finallly, we said our goodbyes...well, they did...i just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"smile and wave"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;^now that was long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i gotta say, after 16 years of living,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;4i09 is like the best class i ever had!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i want my voice back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-2366132869935334767?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/2366132869935334767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/2366132869935334767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-with-4i09-chalet.html' title='The One With 4i09 Chalet'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-452622111543478984</id><published>2009-11-16T23:30:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:33:13.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Before The End Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;it feels like the end of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what happen to peace here on earth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sooo, i went to watch 2012 with pahan, fadhilon and nikesh on friday.. and wow.. it's like the best apocalyptic movie ever made.. i just love it.. it's like an action movie filled with humour and touching-touching parts.. seriously, heroes died.. just believe my short review of 2012 and go watch it.. and speaking of the end of the world, i still have lots of stuff that i want to do before i die.. stuffs like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;experiencing paranormal activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;winning awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;but i did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;experience paranormal activities&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;today.. well, of course not literally.. afifah and i watched paranormal activity the movie, not that i actually saw a ghost.. i think i'd die of heart attack if i actually see a real ghost with my own naked eyes.. let's just get back to the movie review.. some say it's one of the scariest movie ever made, while others say it's borrriingg.. imo, it was not that tooo scary or that borriinnggg.. it's okay for a movie, but great for a horror mock-documentary.. go catch it too, and i think you'd like the ending.. now that i experienced paranormal activities, all i have to do before i die is to win some awards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and guess what.. 4i is actually having a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"best of 4i09's"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;award ceremony tommorrow! haaah, it's like a grammy award but no other celebrities&lt;em&gt;(other than me, of course =P)&lt;/em&gt; are invited.. it's private, uhuh.. but let me tell you something, i nominated myself for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 'cutest boy', 'coolest boy', 'sexiest boy', 'most hardworking', 'most extraordinary' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 'most likely to be a star'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;awards.. =P and i also nominated my own&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'jellyfish dance'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 'best dance'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;award.. then after that, my classmates nominated me for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 'most no shame' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.. =.= btw, i kind of jokingly/sarcasticly told people that i'm going to win all the awards, so gen was like&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; "sufyan, i'm not going to give you any award.. i'm going to give you wood!"&lt;/span&gt; and i replied &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"sooo does that mean i'm going to win all the woods?"&lt;/span&gt; =P and my aceptance speech is going to be something like this;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "uhh, i'm gonna let y'all finish your bbg wings and all, but i'm the best award winner of all time.. of all time!"&lt;/span&gt; then, i'd leave.. but i'd come back to say &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"thank you"&lt;/span&gt; =).. and after that, i think i'm ready to die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and again, i don't really know why, but no conver here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;live, love, laugh&lt;/span&gt; before it's too late aites.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-452622111543478984?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/452622111543478984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/452622111543478984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-before-end-of-world.html' title='The One Before The End Of The World'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-7421005609757993888</id><published>2009-11-12T22:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:07:51.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Killing Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;party all night&lt;br /&gt;and sleep all day&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;believe this, the o levels have finally ended! yeaaahhhhh!! =D true to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; black eyed peas's party all the time&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i could now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;party all night and sleep all day and throw all of my problems away!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;andand, what better way to start partying than to go on a killing spree....seriously, nikesh, hafiz, haziq and i did just that, we went on a killing spree.. we killed hundreds of zombies in left4dead.. haah.. i think they think i'm the worst player of the lot ahh.. i mean, i did kill zombies and witches and hunters and boomers and smokers and tanks but i didn't really save anyone, and i stole their healthpacks.. haha! the 4 of us actually argued about the healthpacks.. wth.. it's every man, or girl(i was zoey), for himself/herself what.... then after that, hafiz, haziq and i met up with syahmi to go to rahman's house.. we played some ps3 and wii.. and we continued our killing spree in resident evil 5.. fun ahh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ouh yeahh, and i watched jennifer's body on monday.. welll, not literally....i didn't really watch &lt;em&gt;jennifer's body&lt;/em&gt;...i watched the movie, jennifer's body, with megan fox in it.. and guess what, i love &lt;em&gt;jennifer's body&lt;/em&gt;.. welll, not as in &lt;em&gt;jennifer jennifer's body&lt;/em&gt;, but actually the &lt;em&gt;whole package&lt;/em&gt;.. all that sounded wrong, didn't it? haah, well what can i say.. i just love jennifer's body.. (this might be a spoiler:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if there ever is going to be a sequel, i think i'd be one of the first few in line to watch &lt;em&gt;needy's body&lt;/em&gt;.. needy's body as in the movie, not literally &lt;em&gt;needy's body&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; i seriously think i should stop talking now, before you guys think i'm a perv.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; i bet&lt;/span&gt; you are just as confused as i am right now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;btw, i have this deep, dark secret that i wanna tell you people, yes, only you people...the people who reads my blog.. just be sure to keep it a secret though.. if some other people wanna know my secrets, well, tell them to read my blog aites.. sooo are you ready? here goes nothing...: i'm a hannibal demon&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;if you don't know what the heck i'm talking about, welll, watch jennifer's body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)..&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; i drink human's blood whenever i'm &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"empty"&lt;/span&gt; or hungry.. i'm not kidding.. serious.. don't believe me? just ask nikesh.. he knows what i am.. but don't worry though.. cause whenever i get&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; "empty"&lt;/span&gt; or hungry, i'd watch and listen to&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; taylor swift's monologue song(la la la)&lt;/span&gt; on saturday night live, and i'd be laughing, and i'd be happy and i'd forget that i'm &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"empty"&lt;/span&gt; or hungry for awhile...yes, just for awhile though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i can't remember a single conver i had this past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm losing my memory... i'm actually getting old!! O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i told you i'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-7421005609757993888?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/7421005609757993888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/7421005609757993888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-with-killing-spree.html' title='The One With The Killing Spree'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-502532382832786164</id><published>2009-11-08T17:21:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:43:45.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where Sufyan Goes Loco</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;t-swift and t-pain all up on the same track&lt;br /&gt;it's a thug story, now can you get with that?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i've been reading my past few post and guess what.. they're likee borriinnnggg! but i'll tell you why.. it's because of the much hated o levels.. they make people crazy and boring like me.. but then, once you've gone through it, you'd be effing happpyyy! seriously, i still have 2 papers to go, but i'm already jumping and partying to the slightest sound of music, even if it's coming from locoroco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and finaalllyy, i have my giant dark knight poster hung in my room.. now whenever i enter my room, i'd be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"woaaahhh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; it's like looking in the mirror.. cause you see, i'm the future batman after christian bale.. and also, whenever a banshee or vampire or werewolf or a deadman or any other ghost enter my room, they'd be like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"shiittt! batman's here!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sooo, if they don't want to get beaten the heck of, they'd be smart enough to run out of my room.. and batman would be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; "damn! i saved your life, kid!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and i would be like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"what the hell!! you can talk!?!?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and batman would be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"why not? welcome to a world without rules.. and to steal from the joker; &lt;em&gt;why so serious&lt;/em&gt;, kid?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; there, i told you! I TOLD YOU! o levels makes you crazy! CRAZY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and who said that &lt;em&gt;once the o's are done, you can throw all of your problems away&lt;/em&gt;?? weelll, actualllyy, i was the one who told people that....BUT! i still have one problem.. and it's personal.. but not that tooo personal that i can't post it here.. here's the thing, my mum said i can only get one toy; either band hero or dj hero.. i'm like wth! yeaaahh, sure i can go with dj hero cause everyone say it's fun and so did i..but news flash; taylor swift is NOT in dj hero! she's in band hero! what am i suppose to do?? WHAT?? damn.. i sooo badly want to play as taylor swift..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; *bleeeppppppp!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(there's suppose to be vulgarities in that bleep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;btw, taylor swift's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*bleeeepppppp!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- hey hold on, hold on! i didn't even say anything! - i wanted to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;taylor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;swift's thug story&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;justin bieber's love me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;have been very much on repeat on all my mp3 lists at the moment! - i got bleeped and i didn't even say anything! i didn't even swear!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*bleeeepppppp!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;UGH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;041109, 0940hrs, macdonald's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;syahmi, nikesh, hadi and i were having our breakfast.. and something happened between syahmi, nikesh and the waitress.. sooo, they made a joke out of it and they laughed alone.. a few minutes later, finally then nikesh explained the incident and joke to me and hadi.. and his story went like this;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"you know -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i interrupted him and said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i don't know.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he got quite irritated and asked me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"can you please shut up?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; so i said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"okay, sorry.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and he continued;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; "just now syahmi ordered a fillet-o-fish meal but his fillet wasn't ready so the waitress only gave him a hashbrown and a milo first.. so i asked him ah 'eh, that's what you ordered ah? a hashbrown meal?' - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i interrupted him again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"there's no such thing as a hashbrown meal.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and nikesh said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"look, am i telling the story or you are? if you want, you can tell the story..?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"no, carry on please.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so he continued;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"anyway, imagine this; there's only one piece of hashbrown and a small cup of milo on the whole big tray.. funny.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;as per usual, syahmi was laughing sarcasticly behind nikesh.. and hadi continued eating his burger without even paying the slightest attention to the story.. but nikesh didn't care and he continued;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"what if the waitress asked &lt;em&gt;'sir, would you like french fries with that?' &lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i didn't find it all that funny so i interrupted him again by asking him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"would you like a punch in the face with that too?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and so, nikesh got irritated and hate me.. syahmi continued laughing with his cricket.. and hadi? well, he continued eating peacefully..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;basically, there's only 3 more days to 'freedom'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and then i'm gonna be partying all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*bleeeeeeeeeeppppp!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-502532382832786164?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/502532382832786164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/502532382832786164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-where-sufyan-goes-loco.html' title='The One Where Sufyan Goes Loco'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-4435977240069393769</id><published>2009-10-25T20:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:53:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where A New Countdown Starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;let's just end the countdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and start a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1 more day to the o's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and 17 more days to 'freedom'&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#660000;"&gt;let's just hang on to the rollercoaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/eft&gt;&lt;/align&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-4435977240069393769?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/4435977240069393769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/4435977240069393769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-where-new-countdown-starts.html' title='The One Where A New Countdown Starts'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-1354640406531521639</id><published>2009-10-17T17:42:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:44:41.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One On The Left Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'll show you what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;if you let me inside your world&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;this week was depressing.. you may always see me smiling but that's only a mask.. i try to keep myself happy but i'm all stressed up and only some of my closer friends and teachers know that i'm breaking apart.. i just wanna get this o levels done and over with.. the only good 'news' this week is that i did what everybody thought was impossible; win the all-year-long, first-to-fifteen armwrestling challenge against nikesh.. the final score was me fifteen and nikesh fourteen.. l for loser, anybody? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i wanna get this off my shoulders.. tell me, what's wrong about liking justin bieber for his talent? yeah, he's only fifteen but unlike most fifteen-years-old, justin already went off script on the VMAs to stand up for taylor swift and he's signed to usher.. and don't tell me only girls can like him.. that is sooo sexist.. and that's what i've been trying to say in my last post.. people judge others without a real reason and realising their true talent first.. so yeah, think and make this world an easier place for everybody to live in.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah, listen to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;justin bieber's one time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;one less lonely girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;121009, 1300hrs, 4i classroom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was english lesson with mdm khaw and she assigned us to write an essay.. a few minutes later, joey finished her first paragraph and called mdm khaw to check on her grammar.. if i'm not mistaken, joey's essay started like this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;' "Riiiinnnggg!" the alarm clock went off. '&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so mdm khaw read joey's essay out loud;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; " 'ringgg! ringgg!' wow, your alarm clock sounds nice.. 'ringgg! ringgg!' "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was sitting two tables behind joey, so of course i heard what mdm khaw said and i literally laughed out loud cause her expression and tone was funny.. and my laughter attracted mdm khaw's attention and she said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"sufyan, you wrote a very good piece of essay for your prelim.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so while trying to stop laughing, i replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ouhh, thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.." and mdm khaw continued saying;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"you're on the right track.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; then, out of no where, joey said; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"he's not on the right track, he's on the left track!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was sooo lame that i had no other choice but to burst laughing again.. =P and now, i'm always teasing joey about the left track thing.. haah, left track, wth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;even though there's only 9 days left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can you please let me show you what i can do first? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-1354640406531521639?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1354640406531521639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1354640406531521639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-on-left-track.html' title='The One On The Left Track'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-8350554840022988851</id><published>2009-10-11T20:17:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:22:06.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;you got me laughing while i sing&lt;br /&gt;you got me smiling in my sleep&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;do you like studying? no? then drop it! seriously, education is only useful in life to a certain extent.. you don't need education to do everything in life, you have to enjoy your life to the fullest, just the way you want it, not by the force of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"study or regret!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;you know this educated-world we live in? well, it wasn't suppose to be this way.. everyone in the world is saying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"we don't judge you, we're fair"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;but guess what, look at life, you're dumb and no one wants to employ you.. see the irony? and what if, just what if, we're dumb in our studies, but we're the smartest, most incredible director the world may never know, deep inside? what then? we can't show our true talent just because we failed our studies? that sucks, doesn't it? soo what now? are you gonna listen to me? please say no.. i was just kidding.. i'm the worst motivator in the world.. just forget everything that i said.. education is important! =) but there's still some truth to this paragraph, think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i'm kind of addicted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;demi lovato's catch me..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;091009, 1015hrs, it resource room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was math period and mrs ooi was giving back our math paper 1 test paper.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and as expected, i failed, so i complained to anyone that could hear me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"come on ah.. aside from counting money, which is basic math, when is math ever going to be useful in life?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; some heads turned towards me so i continued;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"who would ever visit the twin towers or the eiffel tower for a holiday and waste their time finding the angle of elevation?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mrs ooi sighed while i continued;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"and when you buy a jug, it comes with a box that &lt;em&gt;actualllly&lt;/em&gt; states the volume of the jug.. you don't have to manually find the volume of it yourself.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i flipped through the test paper and saw a algebra question..i got the question wrong, so i asked&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "and algebra? what? you already have a real life problem and when you try to solve it using algebra, you'll have a bigger problem.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nikesh(who was sitted right next to me) laughed as mrs ooi said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"sufyan! stop talking nonsense! you're just frustated that you couldn't do this paper! aiiyooo.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then nikesh stopped laughing and asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"but seriously, who created math? the guy who created math must have been really bored.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i laughed a bit, stopped complaining and started copying all of the corrections..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyways, study hard and good luck acing your exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and there's only 15 days left!!! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-8350554840022988851?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/8350554840022988851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/8350554840022988851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-with-motivation.html' title='The One With The Motivation'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-1363585944476279284</id><published>2009-10-04T20:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:22:26.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Two Open-Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;humpty dumpty sat on a wall&lt;br /&gt;humpty dumpty had a great fall&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sooo, yesterday, i went to uncle faizal's house for an open-house.. but i came late, like around 2100hrs, so nobody was there.. and the first thing i did when i arrived, was to grab a paper plate and head for the buffet.. i was hungry, and my uncle didn't mind.. here's what i ate; buttered rice with black pepper seafood, barbeque chicken wings and lamb ribs.. best.. after that i went into the playroom and guess what, there's a toy mic! =DD woooo.. but then, i almost no-showed my own concert cause i only sold 3 tickets.. haah, and the 3 audiences were 2 five-years old girls and a two-years old girl.. so i sang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"humpty dumpty sat on a wall, humpty dumpty had a great fall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and all 3 of my audiences left me alone just to play with barney.. =.= soo i kept quiet for a while, got bored, and tried singing the chorus of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;monster by skillet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.. i sound good with a sorethroat, i rock! but f1rocks!(if you don't get that, then maybe it's an inside joke) anyways, an hour later, cik su, cik rafidah, cik rokiah came and i watched f1rocks and talked with miqhail all the way till 0030hrs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and then it's sunday.. everyone was leaving uncle's house.. i thought i could go home and sleep but noo, cik su, cik rafidah and their family wanted to follow us home for hari raya visit.. wth, it's like 0045hrs in the morning and i was getting sleepy.. but nvm ah, it's like their hari raya routine, they always visit my house around that time every year.. sooo, while the adults talked and laughed in the living room, miqhail, maliq, marteen, sonniah, my sister and my brother was in my room playing.. =.= and i watched my brother and miqhail play halo:odst in a co-op campaign for 2 long hours.. they suck.. =) and finally, at 0245hrs, they left and i slept, yay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;11 hours later, pak long and mak long came and so did uncle faizal and his family.. and then it's like somewhat, somehow an open-house in my house.. my mum served mee soto and satay goreng.. my mum ordered satay goreng from emma's mum.. best.. then a few hours later, most of my cousins came.. and my brother challenged me to a UFC09 fight on the xbox.. he chosed brock lesnar while i was frank mir, so it was brock lesnar vs frank mir in a 3 five-minutes round match.. abang azmi said my brother dominated most of the first round, but as expected, i made brock lesnar tap out to a cross armbar within 38seconds in the second round.. and kak nadia, kak ayu and didan were all there to witness my victory.. again, i rock! but f1rocks! =D then abang hariz and his friend entered my room and i watched abang hariz(liverpool) beat my brother(man u) 2-1 in a winning eleven09 match.. then abang hariz challenged his friend but i didn't catch the match cause i was busy looking at abang razak's birthday pictures.. and i looked good in them.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;290909, 1500hrs, outside g.o:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so ms huda was giving advices to nikesh, but huai wei and i was there to listen too.. a few minutes later, ms huda turned to me and asked; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"so how? are you ready for your your o's?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i replied;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i don't know.. i failed my math prelim.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and ms huda said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"then practice.. i knew you since primary 3 right? i don't want you to waste your chance, you have to score in your o's.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just smiled and nodded as she inform nikesh and huai wei that she knew me since primary 3.. then ms huda looked at me again and said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"okay lah, boleh katekn skarang awak lagi sachok.. tapi sikiiiit je.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i laughed, as she entered the general office..&lt;br /&gt;then nikesh asked me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"why? what'd she say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"she says i'm more handsome now.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and nikesh quickly replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"omg, you must have been shitty ugly when you were young!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haah, l for lame.. and after that, we went home, and that's it..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;btw, happy belated children's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and there's only 22 days left!! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw, that's^^ freaking looongg!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;note: this post was posted on 111009 but it had been redated back to 041009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-1363585944476279284?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1363585944476279284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1363585944476279284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-with-two-open-houses.html' title='The One With Two Open-Houses'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-3561343924432300590</id><published>2009-09-26T21:03:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:49:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Where I Got Lost, Twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;i walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;on the boulevard of broken dreams&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) soo today, i was supposed to meet farah at her house busstop at 0900hrs.. and i could not afford to be late cause &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;she'd be really pissed off.. but&lt;/span&gt; guess what..? i made her reallyreallyreally pissed.. you know why? cause on the way to her house, i got lost.. twice.. hahaha! she told me to alight when i see tamp east CC's basketball court.. but then the bus didn't pass the basketball court, so i alighted later.. then i called farah, and she said i still had a few more bustops to go.. hence, i boarded another bus and i was back at pasir ris.. =.=" rumah dia kt tampenis, yg aku patah balik pasir ris ape hal? hahaha! we finally met up with each other at 0945hrs.. and we found out something.. the reason i got lost was because farah gave me the directions of bus 3 from pasir ris..but i didn't take bus 3 from pasir ris.. i took bus 3 from tampenis interchange.. that means, all her directions were inverted and wrong, and i got lost.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then we headed to bedok reservoir's mcdonald together.. and while on the way there, we laughed our asses off about the incident.. she was angry at first, but i managed to turn it around into a memorable joke.. then we met up with zakiyah, hawa and nad at mac and we started studying.. we spent like 7 hours in the mcdonald.. accomplishment ah.. =) and i spent 4 straight hours &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;studying chemistry with helps from farah.. accomplishment ah.. =) then i spent 1.5 hours on social studies&lt;/span&gt; and the other 1.5 hours on laughing, talking and eating.. not an accomplishment.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;260909, 1020hrs, afghanistan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so farah and i were talking about the incident..&lt;br /&gt;and i said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"kau tau, tadi kau msg aku ' kalau kau da sampai tamp, msg aku ', otak aku da macam ' ape hal sey deni? aku memang kt tamp pe.. ' " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then farah shouted;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"abe asal kau tknk bilang aku kau memang kt tamp!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"entah.. aku ingatkn kau da gile.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha, and farah scolded me while laughing at my reaction..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;btw, thank you farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and there's only 31 days left!! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-3561343924432300590?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/3561343924432300590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/3561343924432300590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-where-i-got-lost-twice.html' title='The One Where I Got Lost, Twice'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-5783274152594359838</id><published>2009-09-20T20:06:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:32:54.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One On Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;she wears high heels, i wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;she's cheer captain and i'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lovetaylorswift=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;first off, it's hari raya! =D happy or what.. just now i visited a few houses.. and at pak long's house, there was this toddler's mic stand with a toy mic that really works.. so i held a concert at pak long's balcony ah.. haah, yeaaahh, i sang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; love story by taylor swift&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;@#%$ you by lily allen..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;=) but then, the @#%$ you bit i change it to thank you.. haha, if not, confirm kene scolded.. then after the concert, thousands of people clapped and cheered for me.. seriously, cool ah.. haah, actually there was a button at the bottom of the mic stand and when you step on it, people will start clapping and cheering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;speaking of mics and songs and taylor swift, did you watch the 2009 VMAs?&lt;br /&gt;cool right.. i was really attracted to lady gaga's and pink's performance..&lt;br /&gt;but taylor swift, she was great! seriously, after being paisey'ed by kanye west in front of millions, she came back out and sang.. wow! anyways, what's wrong with kanye west? even after the fuss he made out of 2007's VMA, i was still a fan of him.. but after the recent incident with taylor swift, i'm like wth.. you don't see people more popular than him, like sean combs and 50 cent, coming out to stage just to say that there should be another winner.. anyways, i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;taylor swift&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and i would like to take this time to thank some people.. first off, i'd like to thank my classmates for the 'joker' card.. i also want to thank the people who wished me on facebook, the cbox, or via sms.. a big thank you to joey and geneveive for the decepticon cap, and to emma for the box of wonderful gifts.. thank you WWE for letting trish stratus host raw this week.. and who else can i thank? umm, i'd also like to say thank you to the founder of burger king for burger king and to burger king for bkchicken students meal.. and lastly, thank you kanye west for not interupting this thanksgiving dedications..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit:&lt;/strong&gt; thanks stephanie for the 2 kinder joys =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;200909, 1900hrs, tok kasim's house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was sitting on the sofa with abang azmi..&lt;br /&gt;then, abang azmi retrieve this white powdered leaf-shaped kuih(i asked syahidah, it's kuih makmur) and asked me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ni kuih ape eh? lupe name dia.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i didn't know, but i still answered;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"entah.. kuih suji agaknye.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and abang azmi quickly replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ah, kuih suji pantat kau!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i answered;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "abe kuih tu warna putih sey macam kuih suji.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he looked at me and asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"abe ape? semua kuih warna putih kuih suji ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then he took this white cookie, held it infront of my face and asked;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ni kuih suji pe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and he ate the cookie while i laughed at my own sillyness..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyways, selamat hari raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;maaf zahir batin! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: this post was posted on 260909 but had been redated back to &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;200909&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-5783274152594359838?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/5783274152594359838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/5783274152594359838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-on-hari-raya.html' title='The One On Hari Raya'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-1024995255199698532</id><published>2009-09-13T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:59:05.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The 'Nightmare'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;ladies and gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;good evening&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;this week was chaotic..&lt;br /&gt;i studied every subject, uhuh, but not dnt..&lt;br /&gt;i went out with friends, terawih and such..&lt;br /&gt;i was forced to help clean the house for raya..&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping with family for raya clothings..&lt;br /&gt;btw, this year's colour is purple, light purple.. =)&lt;br /&gt;i watched tv, new shows like psych, i like that..&lt;br /&gt;and i played games on the 360 once again, resident evil 5 babe.. =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;110909, 1910hrs, nenek's house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was almost time to break fast, so we all sat around the table..&lt;br /&gt;i looked at my auntie and suddenly said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "eh, tadi yan mimpi.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so my auntie asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"kau mimpi ape?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i looked around the table, and slowly said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "yan mimpi .. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was interupted by the prayer call, hence, i took a sip out of the bandung..&lt;br /&gt;then, i continued talking slowly;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~ yan mimpi yan nk pergi geylang.. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i took a bite out of my fried chicken wing and looked out of the window..&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping to add suspense to the story by all those sudden stops..&lt;br /&gt;my auntie looked at me, hence, i continued;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~ and then you came into my dream and said ' eh, kau nk pergi geylang eh? beli kn wujud 1.. ' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so she asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"abe? ape jadi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i gave her a cheeky smile and said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"daa, tu je ah yan mimpi, teros habis.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haah, my auntie looked irritated by the false suspenses, for wasting her time and such, and said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"yek eleh.. pengabisan itu je kau mimpi.. skali aku tampa kn..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i laughed a bit, drank bandung, and sarcasticly said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"best kn mimpi yan? boleh buat satu buku cerite.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and my auntie laughed a bit, and we continued munching on the fried rice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;btw, try to have a nice term 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i know i won't.. and so, goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-1024995255199698532?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1024995255199698532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1024995255199698532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-nightmare.html' title='The One With The &apos;Nightmare&apos;'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-5583361481980040543</id><published>2009-09-06T23:04:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:35:41.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Seven, Minus One, Scenes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;monday, tuesday, wednesday and thursday&lt;br /&gt;friday, saturday, saturday and sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;310809, 1200hrs, safra:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we were playing 4 on 4 pool..&lt;br /&gt;farhan, hafiz, fadhilon and i vs hadi, budi, haziq and wahiuz..&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't really know how to play pool so i said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "aku tk tau main sangat tau.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;without holding back, hafiz quickly replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"tk tau main balik ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was like wth, but still laughed with him and sarcasticly said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"thanks for the motivation!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mahh, but my team still won cause i motivated them with tons of;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"we're gonna run this town tonight!"&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;xD and i put in two balls, and a white ball.. haah, i suck =(&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;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;010909, 0900hrs, nenek's house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;we were watching wujud 2.5(they rock, watch them)..&lt;br /&gt;and at one point, the t.a.c team caught a pontianak/banshee on video..&lt;br /&gt;as always, the banshee covered her face with her hair, making it not visible..&lt;br /&gt;so my auntie asked; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"asal dorang tk pernah tunjok muke dorang eh?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and i replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"dorang tk pakai make-up ah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;my auntie laughed and said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; "t.a.c pn satu, kalau nk record pn, bilang ah siang2.. leh pakai make-up sikit.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;a few minutes later, we came to the last portion of the show..&lt;br /&gt;and there's this nenek in white, walking with a stick, attacking 4 t.a.c members who were in their tent.. i got all excited as it was my first time seeing a real nenek kebayan/witch and said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ish! macam nenek daripade hantu congkak tu!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and my auntie replied;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; "hantu congkak otak kau! tu nenek kebayan lah!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i kept quiet and soon, the witch was throwing stones and spells at t.a.c's tent.. and kakcik, from t.a.c, said:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"dia main kasar ah..!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i laughed a bit and i said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"entah2, nenek tu cume nk jual dorang keropok je.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ah, and the show ended, and we watched wujud 3 and it was great! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;020909, 0945hrs, outside AVA:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we were waiting to sit for our literature paper..&lt;br /&gt;there was nothing much to do, so alep held an Idol Audition sign-up..&lt;br /&gt;he randomly called the people who were walking by, but as expected, most just ignored him.. then this boy came and alep asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and the boy replied something, but it was softer than a whisper.. we were like;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"huh?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then alep asked again;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"what's your name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; and he replied in the same manner, too soft to be heard.. then i said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"eh, deni yang tkde suare tu ah.. yg ' &lt;em&gt;do not turn up your volume&lt;/em&gt; ' .."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;everyone laughed and soon, he left.. then this teacher came.. and alep asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"cher, you want join the Idol Audition?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; she was confused and replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"huh? don't want ah!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and she left smiling.. then suddenly hafiz said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"eh, deni yang asian avril lavigne kn? muke same sah!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and again, everybody laughed, but i laughed louder than ever.. haah, in the end only four signed up.. so the four were the finalists.. LoLs!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;btw, i think syltra lee rocks! =D&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;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;030909, 0730hrs, school hall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;there was an elementary math paper on this day..&lt;br /&gt;then hafiz mentioned something about protactor and i realised that i didn't bring one.. so i asked syahmi; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"kau bawak protactor?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and he quickly replied; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"ish, tk.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; then i said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"pinjam orang ah? sec3, sec2, sec1 confirm ade.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and syahmi ignored my suggestion and said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"pinjam dari physics lab ah? dorang ade banyak nk mampos.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; i thought for a bit and cheerfully said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "tkpe ah.. bawak tk bawak, fail jugak pe.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; and syahmi laughed a bit and replied;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; "tu ah, tk payah sudah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;haah, and expected the math paper was a killer.. i need serious help in math =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;040909, 2010hrs, street soccer court:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fadhilon, farhan and i were waiting for alep and syahmi to go for terawih.. then farhan called one of his friends, asking him to come down and play soccer.. and his friend asked who was with him and farhan replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"fadhilon ngan &lt;em&gt;kawan dia&lt;/em&gt;(referring to me).." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i gave him a stupid face and looked at fadhilon who then said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"kau bukan kawan dia ah.. kau kawan aku je.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soon, farhan hanged up his phone and i sarcasticly asked;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; " ' &lt;em&gt;fadhilon ngan kawan dia&lt;/em&gt; ' eh..?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and he replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"yelah, kalau aku cakap sufyan, nanti dia tanye sufyan mane pulak.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then fadhilon said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"kau boleh ckp pe ' fadhilon ngan &lt;em&gt;kawan aku&lt;/em&gt; ' ..?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i jokingly said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "tu ah.. sakit hati ah kawan macam gini.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and farhan jokingly replied to both fadhilon and i; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"kk ah, sorry ah, boss!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a few minutes later, syahmi, alep, taupek and syafiq zain arrived and we went for our prayers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;050909, 2300hrs, home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i was watching my brother re-play call of duty 4 on the 360.. and he was standing right in the middle of a battlefield, so there were gunshots all around him.. i tried to help him by giving him instructions like;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"kat depan tu, shoot dia dulu ah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; he tried but failed to look for the guy and asked me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"mane?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; so i replied; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"tu ape? yg kt depan ngah penggang rocket launcher.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; again, he tried to look for him but failed, and i sarcasticly said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ouh lek ah.. tu pokok je ah.. haah, tu pn nk panic pe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; but in actual fact, there was really a guy holding a rocket launcher and he shot one missile towards my brother's area, so my brother asked;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"mane si detu??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; and as soon as he said that, he was killed by a grenade, so i said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "pantat kau lah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; then i took over re-playing COD4, and i died about 100,000,000 times..? haah, it was in 'hardened' difficulty and i haven't played the 360 in a very long time.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and this part was supposed to be today's scene..&lt;br /&gt;but nothing happened today.. i was quiet for the whole day at home..&lt;br /&gt;and i msged some of my friends in pasir ris, asking them whether they wanted to buke outside cause i was really bored and i wanted to eat burger king, but all of them had their own plans or was to lazy to go all the way to white sands.. tsktsktsk.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so, that's the seven, minus one, scenes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw, happy boring september holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-5583361481980040543?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/5583361481980040543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/5583361481980040543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-seven-minus-one-scenes.html' title='The One With The Seven, Minus One, Scenes'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-8562116917090774376</id><published>2009-08-30T23:02:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:39:30.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Math, Math, Math</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;1+1+1=3, 1+1=2, 1+3=4&lt;br /&gt;1+1+1=3, 3+1=4= B.E.P bitch&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sooo this week was alright.. there's prelim exams, and there's cancelled outings.. i was supposed to study history with nikesh, hawa and rasyidah on thursday, but it was cancelled.. then, i was supposed to go pool with haziq, hafiz, syahmi and budi on friday, but again it was cancelled.. and i was supposed to go study math with emma on saturday but it was postponed to today.. =.=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sooo, today i finally went out to study at changi airport with emma..&lt;br /&gt;but i was late for 15 minutes.. i'm always late for an outing.. &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then i did my math from 1500hrs to 1830hrs..&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to this food court and i ate nasi lemak to break my fast..&lt;br /&gt;okayy ah.. then we went back to mcdonald to continue practice math..&lt;br /&gt;and i took emma's camera and took a lot of candid shots of emma eating.. xD&lt;br /&gt;then finally i took mrt back home to pasir ris at about 2200hrs..&lt;br /&gt;once there, i slowly walked home, and now i'm here blogging.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;250809, 1310hrs, math lesson: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was sitting in a group with nikesh, syahidah and farah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i suddenly said:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"eh, da lame tk makan skola nye nutella.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then farah asked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "ouh, kau suke eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "aku lagi suke skola punye dari aku buat sendiri kt rumah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;syahidah joined the conver and asked:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"asal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "dorang letak nutella banyak pehh.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and they both contradict me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; "otak kau! dorang letak sikit sey!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then i said:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"korang gile pe? dorang letak nutella banyak gile.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and syahidah reassured me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"yan, dorang letak sikit.. serious.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i then asked:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ooouh, abe that means kt rumah aku letak sikit nk mampos ah?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;suddenly, nikesh burst out laughing when he knew little about the conversation.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haah, that's that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;btw, happy teachers day! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-8562116917090774376?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/8562116917090774376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/8562116917090774376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-math-math-math.html' title='The One With Math, Math, Math'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-1419020305706047664</id><published>2009-08-23T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:31:52.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Hungry Ghosts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;who ya gonna call?&lt;br /&gt;ghostbusters!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(o_____________o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;nothing much really happened this week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2 days into ramadhan.. here's what i ate: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1st sahur - forget uh.. but there's tea.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1st buke - nasi rawan and roti john.. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2nd sahur - continued the unfinished roti john.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2nd buke - nasi ayam and capati.. =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;haah.. nothing to say really..&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah, there was a heavy downpour on friday..&lt;br /&gt;fadhilon, syahmi, hafiz, hadi and i were like walking/running in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;kirekan man vs wild ah.. chey, mepek.. survivorman ah.. lagi mepeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;210809, 1430hrs, kfc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting in the queue with syahmi and hafiz..&lt;br /&gt;and i asked syahmi;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"kau tau ghost month kn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he sarcasticly replied;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"sape rosman?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "ghost month!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he said;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"rosman mane pulak ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i got irritated and turned to hafiz;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "eh, kau tau ghost month kn?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and hafiz replied;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"osman? sape osman?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then hafiz and syahmi burst out laughing while i kept quiet for a minute..&lt;br /&gt;after the 1 minute, i asked again;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"korang &lt;em&gt;kenal&lt;/em&gt; ghost month ke tk??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they laughed, i realised my mistake and said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"arhh, diam ah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ouh yeah, and we played with kfc's bandito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"it doesn't get better than this!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yup, that's it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;selamat berpuasa! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-1419020305706047664?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1419020305706047664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/1419020305706047664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-hungry-ghosts.html' title='The One With The Hungry Ghosts'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-3355154116493612017</id><published>2009-08-14T21:08:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:38:45.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With All The Superheroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;kill millions&lt;br /&gt;to save billions&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402838992294937378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYVd20d2wzY/Svq9cCJegyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Xs1F6OF8bHs/s200/watchmen-coasters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;_____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(greetings mortal humans!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;^thats Dr.Manhattan from Watchmen.. haah.. =D so they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; "the Watchmen watches humanity, but who watches the Watchmen?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;well, for one, i watched the Watchmen yesterday.. haah, dvd.. =D&lt;br /&gt;now guess what; the Watchmen is the best movie ever released this year..&lt;br /&gt;sure, the start of the movie was quite boring with all those confusing flashbacks.. i didn't have a clue on what was going on in the movie and i almost wanted to turn off the dvd player, but i resist and kept on watching..&lt;br /&gt;then, the violence starts in the middle of the movie.. rorschach is like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;s wolverine, only more ruthless.. and when it was almost the end, all those flashbacks from the beginning of the story comes into play, everything fits in perfectly.. you, just like me, will start to understand everything.. soooo, you have to watch the Watchmen.. glue your butts onto your seats cause it may seem boring at first, but it'll be worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but even after all that, Watchmen is still the second best superhero team..&lt;br /&gt;yeah, Batman's still the best.. and i noticed, my favourite superheroes all come from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.. sooo yeah,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; rocks! =D but still, i can't forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marvel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;imagine a world where&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marvel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;collide.. imagine the fights..;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marvel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Batman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Punisher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rorschach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Silver Surfer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dr Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Black Widow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Catwoman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;meeehh, i sound like an epic geek.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeahh, power puff girls can defeat ben 10 anytime, anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;seriously, even if ben 10 was humungasaur, he'd lose to the power puffs..&lt;br /&gt;you see, power puffs bash up talking monsters and aliens..&lt;br /&gt;well, ben 10 = talking monster/alien.. ben should seriously think about joining the Monsters coperation in Monsters vs Aliens.. they'd be immortal, i tell you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life's A Practical Joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But It Was Never A Good Joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;DC* maaaaaaakk, mepek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-3355154116493612017?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/3355154116493612017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/3355154116493612017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-all-superheroes.html' title='The One With All The Superheroes'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYVd20d2wzY/Svq9cCJegyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Xs1F6OF8bHs/s72-c/watchmen-coasters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-6347343304908836348</id><published>2009-08-07T23:32:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:23:05.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Whole Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is homee trullyy&lt;br /&gt;where i know i musst bee&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;_____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(yoooo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sooo, today was a really long day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i started the day off by singing sing-a-longs in school.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;thenn we went back to class after this cool malay dance.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;six different groups had to change the lyrics of a national song.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i was the leader of my group and i did a national day songs remix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;it was like wikiwikiwikiwikiwikiwikiwikiwiki boom boom fresshh! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after school i headed off to tampenis west cc with my classmates..&lt;br /&gt;we played badminton and there was this doubles tournament..&lt;br /&gt;i lost, yeahh.. then this group of sec 3s appeared in the hall too..&lt;br /&gt;sooo, we played 4 on 3 in one court.. messed up! but still lols..&lt;br /&gt;but then daniel went back to the tournament court..&lt;br /&gt;so it's 3 on 3.. i stole my teamates shots and scored..&lt;br /&gt;then i accidently skidded off on my knees, don't know what happened..&lt;br /&gt;and huai wei(wrong spelling?) called me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"michael jackson.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(=.=)&lt;br /&gt;thenthen, joey(my side) accidently smashed nikesh(my side too) right in the head.. and i lol..&lt;br /&gt;seriously ah, which teamate would smash your own teamate's head?&lt;br /&gt;but then nikesh recovered quickly and i continued playing till 1300hrs before heading off to the mosque for friday prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;after praying, i went back to my nenek house..&lt;br /&gt;i showered and changed into a more casual clothing..&lt;br /&gt;then i left, walked down the stairs, walked and walked..&lt;br /&gt;and i saw syahmi, budi, haziq and fadhilon strumming a guitar..&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered, they had invited me to play guitar with them but i refused..&lt;br /&gt;then now terserempak, cool or what.. and they were like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "yan, ade pick?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and i replied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "kt rumah nenek aku tkde ah, tapi japjap.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i took out my wallet, and tried searching for a pick..&lt;br /&gt;and budi said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"ish.. kalau ade, wallet kau magic sak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; lols, doraemon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;but then tkde, so they had to play with their fingernails..&lt;br /&gt;then i left to have lunch with my classmates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so i walked back to tampenis mall..&lt;br /&gt;and we ate at pizza hut as it's amos's and jy's birthday tommorrow..&lt;br /&gt;nice, free pepsi refills.. and there was a swenson's icecream cake too..&lt;br /&gt;after eating, i took lots of pictures with joey.. camwhore ah eh..?&lt;br /&gt;but then the camera battery died while we were posing.. lols!&lt;br /&gt;you understand or not? waitwait, i explain..:&lt;br /&gt;the camera was supposedly be used to take the birthday boys' pictures but then most of the pictures were joey and mine.. haah.. okay, nvm..&lt;br /&gt;then i looked at the time, it was 1700hrs and i was like omg..&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then i quickly said bye to my classmates, and headed off to pasir ris..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;it was like 1730hrs when i finally reached there.. and guess what..?&lt;br /&gt;i told hawa and rasyidah that i was going to meet them at 1600hrs..&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed to white sands library, and looked for the two of them..&lt;br /&gt;they were already busy studying, so i quickly approached them and apologised for being soooo late..&lt;br /&gt;and they were like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "eh? da puas makan? da kenyang?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(=.=)&lt;br /&gt;thenn i kept on saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "sorry ah!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and they replied&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"lek ah! kite mainmain je.. actually kite pn sampai kol 1700hrs! heeeheee!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;lols ah eh..&lt;br /&gt;sooo, we studied and talked and joked and studied..&lt;br /&gt;then faiz, najib, sufian and zul joined us and jokes were flying all over the library..&lt;br /&gt;and we left the library at 2030hrs.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;theeeeeeeen, rasyidah wanted to eat long john's silver..&lt;br /&gt;sooo, me and hawa accomponied her back to tampenis mall..&lt;br /&gt;then we ate.. i ate golden deal 1, 3pc chicken with cheese.. =)&lt;br /&gt;afterr that then we decided to go home.. took mrt back to pasir ris again..&lt;br /&gt;and i took my time walking back home.. it was like 2145hrs..&lt;br /&gt;then i found out my family isn't at home.. turned on the comp..&lt;br /&gt;jy gave me this funny show link.. check it out:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.killerjo.net/"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;then finally, i'm here blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that was long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and it wasn't interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;boooooooooringgg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-6347343304908836348?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/6347343304908836348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/6347343304908836348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_2201.html' title='The One With The Whole Day'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395766336236632577.post-6416112900724602466</id><published>2009-08-02T21:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:24:56.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technically, The First One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;_____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;(goodmorning/afternoon/night!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS IS MY FIRST POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;friday's smackdown! was superb, seriously..&lt;br /&gt;i was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;watching jeff hardy vs john morrison..&lt;br /&gt;and cm punk's interference was like another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;anyways, what else is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;nothing, i think.. so, bye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;GaGa*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGOGO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395766336236632577-6416112900724602466?l=tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/6416112900724602466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395766336236632577/posts/default/6416112900724602466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tow-myhandwritings.blogspot.com/2009/08/technically-first-one.html' title='Technically, The First One'/><author><name>yanAGOGO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386034198435894182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
