<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:17:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Jia Wing</title><description>The Winner Takes It All -JWing-</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-7308185457537617945</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 16:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T10:41:57.191-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm feeling old, really.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for not updating people. Don't you worry, I still love blogging. I've been trying really hard to edit my blog.. as in, to change the background and stuffs so that it looks cool, just like the owner. Well, it was really hard cos' I'm too cool. Anyway, I'll just stick to all black. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I'm actually feeling old. I tend to miss what I've been through all these years. I wanna cry, I miss the old times. As in, when I was younger &amp;amp; whiter, girls would just.. fall for me. Enough said. Anyway, this was really random. I logged in to my Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checked my inbox. Emo shits! I really miss those days. Two words, puppy love. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of weirdos added me. What's even worse, they looked crappy with too much of silicons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of lalas using Friendster. But they looked quite cute. Kawaii nehx! ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muna was a lala, I didn't know. Funny thing was, she made a cat pose in one of her photos, don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight. ;S&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a SOHAI picture in my profile. Just one, we know it just don't happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, really. I still remember how adorable I looked when I was younger.. not to say that I'm not cute right now, just more to the grown up cool Jacob Black look. A year passes just like that.. and bammm, I'll be sitting for SPM next year. Old or not, you tell me? ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to party like shit lo, after exam. I can't wait any longer.. I wanna go clubbing, I wanna try new things, I wanna go to her house at Mines n' etc. Lol! Exam's coming up, in two weeks time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Everyone's saying, Jia Wing sure pro lo.. everyday study.. well, only one person could clear things up for me, the chubby girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ask her &amp;amp; you'll know if I studied or the other way round. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wouldn't wanna fail this exam! I'm going to start praying real soon. It works pretty well. My PMR results, damn chunted cos' I kept praying. :) Alright, I'll be sleeping real soon. Don't think I'll manage to sleep.. like I said, the cat pose was really creepy. Worse than Drag Me to Hell! ;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVDFQNNI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZyyS7UB7sn4/s1600-h/0_304361875l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVDFQNNI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZyyS7UB7sn4/s400/0_304361875l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447422845236434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the SOHAI picture I meant. I know you think I'm cute, don't compliment too much. *Blushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVasRHqI/AAAAAAAAAxw/mBiL8Pha6pI/s1600-h/0_386138486l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVasRHqI/AAAAAAAAAxw/mBiL8Pha6pI/s400/0_386138486l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447429182889634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two years ago.. I had this weird rash everywhere. I applied cream.. at the most APPROPRIATE PLACE, and it was burning, flaming. *my face damn classical lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVsXGGOI/AAAAAAAAAx4/S9eeZitvBuU/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVsXGGOI/AAAAAAAAAx4/S9eeZitvBuU/s400/DSC00943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447433925925090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She made me camwhored. I'm using you as an excuse okay! Sis, please don't kill me for taking this pic! *It's her room &amp;amp; her teddy. ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVwNxNyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/20luzgDkwxI/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVwNxNyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/20luzgDkwxI/s400/DSC00963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447434960549666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felt like taking picture in toi toi. I know I look like Zac, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still me. Lim Jia Wing. The annoying &amp;amp; perasanted blogger. :) Past or present, I am always true to myself. Fakers, I hate you! Random confession, good luck in your exam peeps! Let's party; the whole December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-7308185457537617945?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-feeling-old-really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SusjVDFQNNI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZyyS7UB7sn4/s72-c/0_304361875l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-1411521396517587774</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T14:56:27.036-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm so Bella Swan.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good morning people. It's 5.30am in the morning.. I am so Bella Swan recently. I just can't seem to sleep well.. I am not sad, I am very happy these days. But I don't know why is this happening to me.. I can't think of any other reason besides being possessed, OMG!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's raining.. I always fantasize of getting all wet with her. Ngeh2, sentence gone wrong. :) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is this happening to me btw? Stop the pouring will ya? I wanna play Aussie football. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for not updating people.. really lazy aite. Exam's coming, I'm nerding okay. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Only if I could resist Facebook &amp;amp; coming online.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really like going to school these days.. but it's somehow meaningless cos' we just don't study much in school. All we do is talk cock (fyi, it's gossip in girls' term). Rather stay at home and you know la, guys stuff. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time has come for me to get prepared.. such a short update people. I know, I know.. you people really miss me, I know you do. I really like taking pictures these days, not with my phone of course. I wish to have a camera like Brandon's. Can zoom kao kao one, then you know la, my eyesight not so good, can kap lui from far. Perfect right? He he. Till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/StT3JPiNQFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/26LjPxTyazs/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/StT3JPiNQFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/26LjPxTyazs/s400/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392206392030216274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know I look gay, but I AM WHO I AM. emo emo! Ha ha. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-1411521396517587774?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-bella-swan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/StT3JPiNQFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/26LjPxTyazs/s72-c/DSC00901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-4497895170445485602</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 12:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T06:51:37.927-07:00</atom:updated><title>Overdosage of Katy Perry</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey people. I'm home &amp;amp; guess what, my ears are still with me and they work perfectly fine! *tested with some naughty audio, o.O .. Amen! :) I thought I would be deaf right now. Experienced FAN PAN Linkin Park @ Redbox, damn, support originality people! :P Oh well, it was a really awkward experience I must say.. watched The Ugly Truth. A lot of I-show-you-my-cleavage-moments, I feel extremely bad right nowwwwwwwwww. Ahhhhhh, I'm overdosed with Katy Perry's songs. Gonna get some sleep pretty soon, so yeah, pictures for youuuuuuuuuu! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok3bPCZXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/MmB7vPAPpck/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok3bPCZXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/MmB7vPAPpck/s400/DSC00754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384656839097083250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aileen with the ball. She shoots way better than Henry &amp;amp; Bak but not me, huhu! I miss her randomness, her IQ questions especially. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok24ICUYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Amj1SNhmmY4/s1600-h/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok24ICUYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Amj1SNhmmY4/s400/DSC00755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384656829672477058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I made the shot, with ease. Proof? How am I supposed to miss at the first place? Lol. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok2fh1gSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wTCO2ifNTjQ/s1600-h/DSC00831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok2fh1gSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/wTCO2ifNTjQ/s400/DSC00831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384656823069802786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wykean couldn't control himself. Bak was being too bitchy yet seductive.. they had fun. Keep in mind people, one way traffic, NO GOOD NO GOOD. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SrolXlNzpYI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OMPw_PyeEKw/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SrolXlNzpYI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OMPw_PyeEKw/s400/DSC00851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384657391532090754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paris looking all worn out.. looked as if she had a rough time people. Trust me, she did not. She was still sleeping, I don't know how she managed to keep her eyes opened eventhough sleeping. Well, only one conclusion, my dog comes with.. great talent just like the owner? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SronP3-nu8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/xKt7Yoj32Sw/s1600-h/8423_124320753906_500673906_2636215_6895890_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SronP3-nu8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/xKt7Yoj32Sw/s400/8423_124320753906_500673906_2636215_6895890_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384659458152971202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The owner. I really don't know why is this picture here. I just like how my sister think I looked okay in this, :) You wouldn't be complimented if you aren't good at all! Hoho, get my message ah!? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing #5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-4497895170445485602?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/09/overdosage-of-katy-perry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Srok3bPCZXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/MmB7vPAPpck/s72-c/DSC00754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-1267042976648919233</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 12:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T06:50:05.947-07:00</atom:updated><title>September; Repetition.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life's been pretty meaningless recently; borrowed New Moon from library, with Henry's card again. I'm getting weirder, o.O Don't worry, I ain't going to bore the shit out of you people but for now, bear with my emoness. Just one paragraph, aite? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, please don't read the paragraph below if you're seeking for humor, it isn't. Trust me, I give you two balls if it's funny, :) Damn it, I'm risking my lil' brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;What comes to your mind when I speak of FRIENDS? *I'm not starting a public speaking or an impromptu speech here.. I don't know if I've been the good friend to the people around me.. and what is the true definition of a good friend? I have been a good listener to my friends' problems. But is that good enough to be given the title good friend? Is a good friend suppose to be there whenever you need him/her? Or somebody who gives in to whatever that you want? How is a friend different from a classmate? I know they both could mean the same but it's just not the same when you're out of the class. I don't know what has brought me to this topic; probably cos' of Marc's actions/words today in school. I don't wanna talk much about it but hey, if you can't stand me for teasing you, I apologize. But hey, I don't feel good either.. whenever I ask for help in studies, ignorance seems to be the only thing. Even if I looked more of a copycat rather than somebody who really needs your help, think twice. I have experienced myself; I asked and what you did was to joke about it, tapped my shoulders and you started questioning, why must I? And even if you'd teach me *only when he's in a really really good mood, I wouldn't be able to understand what you're saying and it would seem meaningless for me to ask you again.. I have a lot of questions in mind right now, I'm done typing. I think I've just contradicted myself by saying.. I'm not gonna talk much, LOLS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm done emoing. How weird it is for me to be like Woo.. the guy who enjoys looking into mirrors. Nope, it's not what you think it is. Cos' whenever that he's with me, he tends to do that as I'll be walking one to two steps behind him. He just checks me out, see, I'm cute. WTF! This isn't funny, I'm becoming Janjean, that isn't a good thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have started learning guitar and guess what people, I'm learning classical NOT accoustic. I'm playing songs like Amazing Grace, holy shit. :S &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't tell other people that I've been imitating the Jonas Brothers with my guitar. Shhhhhhhh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really hate going to school these days. It's so boring, I rather go tuition.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeing Hannah Montana, :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chill, it isn't a crush, it's just a.. a.. joke? Think of a better word!? I can't.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;David Archuleta's Crush is being playedddddd. Huhu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really don't get it people. I'm not saying that I'm totally perfect.. if I would rate myself from 1-10, 8 is what I think about myself. LOL! *I know, you must be thinking that 8 is really low for me, :) Anyway, everyone's with somebody right now.. I'm getting lonelier, :( Henry's with Angel &amp;amp; Nicholas is WITH SOMEBODY! WTF! It's just like, NICHOLAS is with SOMEONE, it's like, he's smart and gets somebody to go with him? I kept looking into the mirror, I keep telling myself I look good and still, it isn't convincing. *Pimples, stop growing will you? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe I'm just gonna die as a virgin. *if masturbation isn't involved here.. Anyway, I'm running out of ideas. Hope you have fun &amp;amp; I'm reaching RM50 for Nuffnang. Keep viewing, people. I promise to give you 1% of the total amount of cash I'm receiving, aite? Peace out, losers. :) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just love girls in pink, plus point if they're wearing pink bikinis. Random thought huh? Cheers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SqpVOo5qnPI/AAAAAAAAAwo/7Gkc_94ytgE/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SqpVOo5qnPI/AAAAAAAAAwo/7Gkc_94ytgE/s400/DSC00629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380206414833294578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gayest partner lately, Janjean. If he's leaving me as well, I'm dying a virgin, :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-1267042976648919233?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-repetition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SqpVOo5qnPI/AAAAAAAAAwo/7Gkc_94ytgE/s72-c/DSC00629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-5252113190382670850</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 11:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T18:49:51.980-07:00</atom:updated><title>If I had bigger breasts; I wish.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It all happened when I played basketball. I felt helpless and motionless when ChernHoong was able to dribble to his right side with ease &amp;amp; made the easy left-hand-layup against me. I tried to stop him as he attempted to evade my gay-defense, sadly, I failed and he made the basket, without much penetration [not the penetration all guys need to have, it's two different worlds, if you have what I have to think about it, with much sense I would say. xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before we move further into serious elaborations or maybe, just maybe discussions which might lead to pure insanity and also, nudity. I'm beginning to write like an ass who has no life [if you need example, I give you.. Henry.] as I have just picked up, I mean, borrowed this girl-who-sees-fairies fiction from our school library. Isn't it magnificent to just visit the library to borrow books &amp;amp; of course, to STARE at the newly-promoted-yet-sizzling-hot-librarians from the LowerSix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't returned the book yet.. Henry's so dead, I used his Library card btw. The teacher's gonna "hunt" for him, hoho. The teacher's scary, she has the cutest mole beside her barbecued lips, shh! :) editted - 1.47am, 24th August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So much for my very attempt to blog like Marc. :) I'm going to be myself after this sentence. I give you.. supercalifragilisticexpe....alidocious. Only Marc &amp;amp; us know what are the reasons we speak of that weirdly constructed "term". Dude, we'll do better than next year in Public Speaking &amp;amp; Debate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although examination is over, I still feel the pressure. I don't actually welcome new chapters of Addmaths and of course, Physics which happens to be my pure weakness [keep this a secret cos' people WILL start to have doubts about my sexuality]. Still am looking for a home tutor for this subject. Anyone want to join me for this adventurous mission? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I'm still seeking for the special one, where are thou? :P You made me lose my mind, I even thought of a new ambition if I fail to seek for you, my one and only baby boo. [nope, not you Michelle.. cos' you're my darling, it's different. rofl!]. I was contemplating on joining Maria Ozawa in the pornography industry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHqQRtp1lI/AAAAAAAAAv0/rM9ptkbjdV0/s1600-h/31072009264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHqQRtp1lI/AAAAAAAAAv0/rM9ptkbjdV0/s400/31072009264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373333395783407186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gigolo wannabe - I only cost you 2bucks, hornayyy? :S After PJ, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, I have always talked about how much I hated my class. Well, I have stopped hating em' and tried loving em, and it's working! LoL! But still, 4H is still the class that I would love to be in.. not that I dislike where I am right now. Just sharing thoughts.. wonder if you and I could both meet up and have some coffee together? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or maybe more than that? I'm horny today, sorry. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can do this all night long, oopsie. :) Anyway, here you go, random shots taken in class, have fun dohs (erm, not Malay, say it in japanese! hee xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrFpDBl2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/vPbkRCO8XUQ/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrFpDBl2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/vPbkRCO8XUQ/s400/DSC00666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334312580126562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syed Shameer, doing the lala pose. That's like so out of trend. He always annoy me saying words like, Fei Mao, lei hui pin tou arh n' etc'. He watches RTM2, ewwww! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrFVTdulI/AAAAAAAAAwM/eopYtQTF3KI/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrFVTdulI/AAAAAAAAAwM/eopYtQTF3KI/s400/DSC00665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334307280370258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muiz, I don't know whatta say. He gave me a nickname, CB. I actually do not mind being called CHIBAI cos' it's like a curse word. But no, CB doesn't stands for CHIBAI. It stands for.. Cina Berbulu! WTF! ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrE5htS8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/BGmBAXKkr9A/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrE5htS8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/BGmBAXKkr9A/s400/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334299823918018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foo, all rounder in sports. Woohoo, he's steaming, I'm pretty sure it's still quite short. Hoho, kidding. He's the best basketballer mate in my class and he's taller than me already, PMSing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrETSbmOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Cp6aSy7oz9o/s1600-h/30072009261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrETSbmOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Cp6aSy7oz9o/s400/30072009261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334289559296226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henry is more than willing to "do" you, kiddo Bak. Anyway, I bet Irsyad was waiting for his turn, too bad, with Henry's disabilities, it's gonna take long. Hidden meanings, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrhykJkYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LkckHgx-zRk/s1600-h/30072009257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHrhykJkYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LkckHgx-zRk/s400/30072009257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334796171317634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give you one word, surprised. :) An umbrella could make us all camwhore! And the best part was the teacher was in class, she rocks? No, she doesn't. == Kidding, :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm done. Off to Henry's. :) We're gonna watch UP, right? I'm so into cartoons these days, I'm gonna join Shirley pretty soon.. I'mma make World Of Cartoon Network the place to go to in shopping malls, hoho. Kidding. Miss me people, muahsie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles (Ewwwwww..),&lt;br /&gt;JWing5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-5252113190382670850?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-had-bigger-breasts-i-wish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SpHqQRtp1lI/AAAAAAAAAv0/rM9ptkbjdV0/s72-c/31072009264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-9120440617125059966</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T18:15:11.524-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Events.</category><title>Prefects' Gathering 2009.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8th of August, a day to be remembered, for good and.. evil. :)&lt;br /&gt;Before I begin, deepest gratitude towards our teacher adviser, Pn Lim. There's more to it but uhm, it wouldn't be appropriate to say it here. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It involves money, hee. :)&lt;/span&gt; Also, thanks to the fifth/sixth formers who helped us out and rock on, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures ahead.. Out of the 50 images I received from Bran bran cutie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLItL1M9DI/AAAAAAAAAuM/tgHmGq6jZDc/s1600-h/DSC_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLItL1M9DI/AAAAAAAAAuM/tgHmGq6jZDc/s400/DSC_0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369074384374658098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Red team - Blindfold Football), I don't even see the ball, LOL! And look at the direction of the goal post, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLIwCTLKwI/AAAAAAAAAuU/iNhgWJbEP9E/s1600-h/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLIwCTLKwI/AAAAAAAAAuU/iNhgWJbEP9E/s400/DSC_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369074433355623170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Multigames - Purple), Kaisze, watch where you're going! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLJwkL4xKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ejxWcAC93uI/s1600-h/DSC_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLJwkL4xKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ejxWcAC93uI/s400/DSC_0440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369075541963490466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Newspaper - White team), they claim themselves as Warriors. Don't look like one eyh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLJxKYnIXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/YeFiWD_wJWc/s1600-h/DSC_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLJxKYnIXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/YeFiWD_wJWc/s400/DSC_0462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369075552217407858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Spongy mesophyll - Pink team), my favourite team! Hee. I wanna be in Asri's position! He looked sad, wtf! He's just stupid, it's okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLJxrOODvI/AAAAAAAAAus/Db4cjJ2IHdY/s1600-h/DSC_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLJxrOODvI/AAAAAAAAAus/Db4cjJ2IHdY/s400/DSC_0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369075561032191730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pink team again, something's down there, naughty people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMhhw0ffI/AAAAAAAAAu0/izrwpqlyGX4/s1600-h/DSC_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMhhw0ffI/AAAAAAAAAu0/izrwpqlyGX4/s400/DSC_0484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369078582149938674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohwaikeat &amp;amp; Suetli, both got too into the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMiIVLuZI/AAAAAAAAAu8/9ZS1V3ilvcc/s1600-h/DSC_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMiIVLuZI/AAAAAAAAAu8/9ZS1V3ilvcc/s400/DSC_0491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369078592503003538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's basically touching everyone and he claimed that he loves me, hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMisuG_SI/AAAAAAAAAvE/QRk0C7wTutM/s1600-h/DSC_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMisuG_SI/AAAAAAAAAvE/QRk0C7wTutM/s400/DSC_0596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369078602271227170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is random, hi Joey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMjTeKDMI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hW89tsUIU7I/s1600-h/DSC_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMjTeKDMI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hW89tsUIU7I/s400/DSC_0613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369078612673301698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orange team, doing popping! I don't know the reason why are they doing it, impersonating Michael Jackson, I suppose. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMjs1w8VI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Ezi75-vwVpc/s1600-h/DSC_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLMjs1w8VI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Ezi75-vwVpc/s400/DSC_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369078619483205970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nobody "doing" you, just open your eyes Izzaaz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLPsHwvoYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/k4I1JNABiTI/s1600-h/5849_117074248543_616243543_2177003_291762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLPsHwvoYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/k4I1JNABiTI/s400/5849_117074248543_616243543_2177003_291762_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082062683742594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Main organizers. Form4s, future EXCOs. Nah, kidding. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLPs_ToZJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/fqe6f_E4hvg/s1600-h/5849_117074258543_616243543_2177005_613827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLPs_ToZJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/fqe6f_E4hvg/s400/5849_117074258543_616243543_2177005_613827_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082077594018962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPB BOARD 2008-2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLPtMulS6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/zlxtFLBLAeE/s1600-h/5849_117076583543_616243543_2177027_3166599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLPtMulS6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/zlxtFLBLAeE/s400/5849_117076583543_616243543_2177027_3166599_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082081196723106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GI JOE is damn weird, seriously. All they do to grab your attention is by using beautiful ladies with great circular stuffs, yeahp, I don't like the show, hate it! I fell asleep, somehow. OMG, off-topic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is getting tad too long. I don't really wanna talk much about the agenda, we know why. There's too much for the performance, haha! Screwing up isn't much important, you know it best. Damn it, I SCREWED UP K, ran outta tune, singing Miley Cyrus' The Climb. It's okay, I'm never going on stage singing, again. No worries. I know, it sorta polluted everyone's ears, but whattheheck, the music was good. That's all I can say! LOL! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The numbers weren't that good actually, I don't know what happened to Confucians (confused perhaps) and also, MBS boys + Maxwell + La Salle Sentul. Come on la brothers, we are straight, I mean some of us aren't but mostly, yeah, straight. :) Well, hope everyone enjoyed themselves BESIDES THE SINGING, stress. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Form4s, we have tried our very best.. I wouldn't say it was much of a success cos' of the people who have attended, but WE have definitely proved how strong our bond is to everyone who have not trusted us, at the first place. We have stayed as one and I feel loved, for the very second time. And yeahp, next year, it'll be US. Only us.. together we stand, together we.. yawns. Hee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FORM4s, GOGOGOG! GANBATE NEHXXX! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JWing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-9120440617125059966?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/08/prefects-gathering-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SoLItL1M9DI/AAAAAAAAAuM/tgHmGq6jZDc/s72-c/DSC_0414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-4576136278464036564</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T18:15:34.473-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>I am getting so hot, i'm gon' take my clothes off..</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been receiving private messages; complaining &amp;amp; asking me to fill this piece of junk with something humorous. I tried to set a celebrity-status for myself but it didn't work the way I thought it would. Anyway, I welcome all of you back again to read this crappy-written blog. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't wanna talk about my results.. it isn't that saddening but it's just depressing. LOL! It's just like another form of lalas-blogging, right? They think it's funny but the truth is it isn't. Really busy with Prefects' stuffs lately.. What's up with BOYS singing Miley Cyrus' The Climb!? They are just so gay, enough said. What add fuels to fire is that after that pitiful gay song, it's gonna be some sort of Viva la Vida thing, now I'm SURE you wouldn't wanna miss it, crap, lying isn't good and I'm definitely feeling bad, get me? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna end this entry up cos' I actually have a funnier draft, just waiting for the pictures! So please be patient, patience is virgin.. I mean, virtue. :) Great, I feel like the cutest copycat in town. Anyway, why is she so freaking annoying that she has to talk about me all the time? And the funny thing is I'm not even handsome, DAMN this isn't right, SINCE WHEN AM I SO DOWN TO EARTH? Something is really wrong, better go catch some sleep before this turns worse, :). To freak you even more, I actually borrowed a fairy-fiction-storybook from OUR SCHOOL LIBRARY. Possessed, bring out the ghost in me! Don't say I never warn you if I ever squeeze your nuts or bounce your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SnhPJr-1hxI/AAAAAAAAAuE/drZe1lhuz5Y/s1600-h/DSC00623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SnhPJr-1hxI/AAAAAAAAAuE/drZe1lhuz5Y/s400/DSC00623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366125983855642386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Superbly possessed punya look, serious! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-4576136278464036564?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-getting-so-hot-im-gon-take-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SnhPJr-1hxI/AAAAAAAAAuE/drZe1lhuz5Y/s72-c/DSC00623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-476590181939702805</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-20T08:25:10.948-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>I'm just a dork.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello! How ya doing? That's like Joey's favourite line from Friends. WTF! Anyway, I am beginning to worry about muh future. Nope, not about studies, not about my ambition to become a lawyer/physchologist, not about breaking up with Megan Fox (don't tell people aite) BUT the way I'm speaking lately. I will explain more about it later, hee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been skipping tuition A LOT lately. I am feeling bad but what the hell, it was worth it, I guess? Even if IU day was a failure, I wouldn't call it a failure cos' after all, we rocked just that the venue sucked, so it isn't entirely our fault. OMG, finding excuses, hobby aku weyh! :) But uhm, our dance was okay so I don't wanna say much but I just hope next year's IU will be so much better, Insya-Allah. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the 29th Annual Campfire of ESG!? I hope I got it right. :) I had fun.. I liked the Rescue Act most, nothing beats a bear running towards the enemy and took him down with just a single hump!? LOL! Also, not forgetting Edward's Errgghh sound effect, pretty cool wasn't it? The atmosphere was good but something BAD happened to me and I seriously HATE the incident. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep the incident for last aites, cos' it's something pretty saddening (related to my title) &amp;amp; I don't wanna spoil the blogging mood (eh eleh, banyak cockstories!). :D Ya, I have something to say. Almost forgotten about it. Sorry to Pikki&amp;amp;Yvonne for not reading the weather forecast on the 18th of July. Didn't know it would be that hot but it was cloudy at first..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I actually sang some songs, that's why the weather changed from cloudy to sunny. My bad, I thought my voice was just average but whatthehell, too nice until Sun also damn high d. ==&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fyi, we WILL organise a prefect gathering for this year 2009. It'll be slightly different from the past years. It'll be a competition for prefects who participate and prizes will be awarded. First prize - rm80, second prize - rm40 &amp;amp; consolation - rm20. Prefects from schools in the KL district will be separated into 7-8 teams (depending on the number of participants) to play 7 different games. These games involve team work, leadership, dicipline &amp;amp; much more. For those of you who are interested, please let me know by dropping me a msg @ the cbox. Thanks. Further details? :) There you go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Venue - St John's Institution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Date - 8th of August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Time - 8.00am - 1.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fees of participation per contestant - rm8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Theme - Unleashing your potential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fished up incident - Just when it was time for the scouters &amp;amp; non-scouters to interact with one another, I was really shy at first. I was just sitting right next to Michelle, listening to her convo and what's the weird thing? It's in Mandarin. == As David approached, he actually pulled me out to seek for girls' numbers. It's not like he wanted me to help him, it's more of like, he wanted to help me instead. He knows alot about me, lol. I was pretty reluctant at first but after being motivated JUST A LITTLE by Michelle &amp;amp; Ashley, I gathered my two balls and started walking around.. and soon, I got to this corner where this beautiful Assunta guide was being surrounded by Johannians. Well, being the very smart me, I decided NOT to ask for her NUMBER cos' it'll be darn weird to ask for her number with lots of your friends standing there right? So I walked right up to this Cochrane guide.. she looked OKAY from the back but front view FAIL LA HOR, so I thought of socialising and getting her contacts. I sat right next to her &amp;amp; started talking.. AND BLARDY HELL, I talked for 10 seconds and she STILL couldn't interpret what I was saying and questioned, INTRO PLEASE? I went like, owh biatch, haven't you been listening? Or you want me to speak chinese? LOL! I answered, JiaWing. And then she crapped out her chinese name and I was like, do you use Facebook? She went like, owh, facebook ah!? No la.. WTFFFFFFFFFFFF! I quickly said thank you and moved right back to my seat! Serious shit, I don't know if it's my problem for being too complicated or what.. Henry actually got a few contacts by just saying.. hey, I'm Henry, I'm from St John's, can I have your number? WTFFFFFFFFF! Is he like too handsome or what? Can you actually compare Raymond Lam to let say, 50 cent? WTFFFFFFFF! I just wanna kill myself, SOMETIMES. the end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SmSJMcRijjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Aj_Av8KJ67k/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360560303318928946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SmSJMcRijjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Aj_Av8KJ67k/s400/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My dinner for tonight. WTF! Damn 9 alot, I'm going to be Brandon man! I'm gonna move my chest someday!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360560296219830626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SmSJMB0-6WI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KQyPSrCojbo/s400/DSC00642.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah, she's just so beautiful. :) I get to touch her, feel her, lean on her &amp;amp; much more with HER. St John's Institution, I love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SmSJBHTnVPI/AAAAAAAAAts/Wg0qpGsvCWA/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360560108711924978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SmSJBHTnVPI/AAAAAAAAAts/Wg0qpGsvCWA/s400/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After IU.. was changing. Anyway, ignore the armpit k! :) I don't shave, daddy disapproves! :( ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWIng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-476590181939702805?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-just-dork.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SmSJMcRijjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Aj_Av8KJ67k/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-1411775325236324584</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-15T05:18:13.114-07:00</atom:updated><title>I hate July.</title><description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I really wanna be in Hezron's class, right now. 4H, I just wanna go there, immediately. It's not like I'm really unhappy with my current classmates, it's just that.. we aren't TOGETHER in whatever we do and fights occured so frequent between Henry &amp;amp; the Indons (Muiz &amp;amp; Foo). I just want this to endddd and I feel so welcomed by the 4H people whenever I go there. Julian would just ask me to sit next to him.. (I am NOT going to promote you this time, hoho!), Cheng Lim will do his cute face so that you'll stay &amp;amp; Braxton, with his ever welcoming smile&amp;amp;greetings. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things going on this month. First, our IU day which is this upcoming Saturday.. I'm in the dancing team but we don't have a full choreography for our dance yet and we're just three days away (great!), acted as a ke le fe in the movie thing. 5-10 seconds of JiaWing isn't enough for the peepz going there man! LOL! Besides IU day, we'll be organising our prefect gathering on the 8th of August. And before that, there'll be a monthly test. WTF! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a schedule busier than Raymond Lam man, beat it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation has already started for the new batch of prefects. I don't know whatta say, they're a lil' bit pussier than us. They didn't even have to go to uhm, somewhere near CBN and shake some butt dancing to Chicken Dance. Life's unfair and also, I advise em' not to be so spirited to get all of the signatures cos' after all, you receive nothing and wouldn't be rewarded, the best thing is to ignore the orientation and you'll get into whichever board you wanna join, SERIOUS. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prefects' Stuff - People, we'll be sending out invitations to come for our gathering pretty soon. So any information that you wanna know, you can always ask the macho Darren. Btw, something really bad happened in the canteen today. Janjean tried to implement a new rule, taking down names of those who came out late from the canteen. And blardy hell, the new bunch of probys actually opened the gate of the canteen and allowed these latecomers to come out from the canteen without having their names taken down. And that upsetted Janjean, he quickly walked up to em' and stopped em' immediately.. asked them to return to the canteen and believe it or not, nobody helped him to stop em', all of the probys were watching and I had to injure myself (chewahhh..) to get out the gate and stand right next to Janjean to help him out.. Janjean was being outspoken by this form3 guy actually, he threw lots of foul languages and I had to go up to him.. in the end, I was being outspoken too. HAHA! No la, it's just that.. Janjean actually thought he was late but he was just standing outside of the canteen, waiting for friends. I have nothing against that but I promise myself to be a stricter prefect so that everyone will be afraid to go against me and that is something pretty difficult but trust me people, nothing is impossible. the end. WTFF nehs. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lazy to put any pictures up, so have fun reading if you are still here with me. Hoho! Have fun, boys n' girls, girls n' boys &amp; gay boys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WingwingNehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-1411775325236324584?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-july.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-1384256110394976875</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 11:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T05:44:38.151-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>I hate to lose..</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been a very bad loser I must say. I do not possess much sportsmenship.. this is because I really hate to lose.. I know it might sound stupid.. but this is like the smartest excuse that I can ever think of. P/S: I NOT STUPID. :) I hope I've changed due to uhm, you know what happened readers. Heeee! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.. to the game I love most, basketball. I must confess that I am not the best player in the team.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fyi, captains are usually the second best cos' they ain't no multitaskers.. they can't play and lead well at the same time. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was really envious when Julian was selected to play for KL &amp;amp; the PBA team. I have to earn or to fight for whatever I want. Life's so unfair, what makes things worse is that he's actually pretty handsome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTF, gay blog is revived? We'll see, o.O &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest thing that could happen to me is that I am actually not growing any taller. Yes, I feel SHORT these days. Even if I tiptoe, I still look short in the mirror. Damn! And Kelvin actually said to me that Julian and him planned to use this form6 player to replace me next year. I was pretty darn sad but I promise myself to not let that happen cos' I will do whatever it takes to earn my spot, mark my words. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Deng, I sound so yeng.. don't fall for me yeah cos' I am in love with the one n' only, MeganFoxDahlingggg. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With muh new shoes, I believe that I'll be able to touch my school's rim.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with the help of a table of course, shh.&lt;/span&gt; I don't wanna talk much about it &amp;amp; I'll start posting up really gay photos of myself. It was actually requested by this friend of mine okay? She said I write too long.. I know it too, so let this be a picture post instead..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;have fun and please ladies and gentlemen, avoid staring at the picchas for too long cos' I don't wanna any complaints about having a bleeding nose. Thanks. WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcsgG7pFfI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UY8hFgLdnwk/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356799211908699634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcsgG7pFfI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UY8hFgLdnwk/s400/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was pretty bored that time &amp;amp; tried to look cool.. I know I failed but hey, cute kan? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Slcsf6I2gqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/V9MMKApx_rw/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356799208474444450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Slcsf6I2gqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/V9MMKApx_rw/s400/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S: I do have a pair of beautiful eyes but NOT in this picture DIU to..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcroNwF13I/AAAAAAAAAtM/v1dst6-sBn4/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356798251666626418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcroNwF13I/AAAAAAAAAtM/v1dst6-sBn4/s400/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was thinking about you.. I really miss you. I wanna.. have.. you know it.. ahhhhhhhhh! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Slcrnw45GzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BjXo43-GF3s/s1600-h/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356798243918912306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Slcrnw45GzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BjXo43-GF3s/s400/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was just impersonating some gayass Schanny's pose. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcrnYa2WzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/o3ye9-tBU2s/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356798237350452018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcrnYa2WzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/o3ye9-tBU2s/s400/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was actually trying to take a picture of my full bod with the shoes. But nobody was at home and I was forced to camwhore. It's not like I want okay.. so don't blame me for the pictures. I know they're hot cos' it's me? duh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short story.. near death experience.. don't read if you're a girl who thinks that I am actually a good boy who doesn't stare. And even if I do, I was silly at that time, I don't do it anyway. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I almost died today.. I shouldn't be so perverted man.. as I was walking back from Petaling Street to school, I saw this Megan-Fox's-Body girl in a pinafore.. couldn't actually tell which school is she from cos' I was just staring at something else.. interesting? LOL! I am always shy when hot girls pass by.. but this time, I chose to stare at her instead. She was not that beautiful just with a sexy figure.. I kept looking and just when I wanted to make a move to ask for her number (added in to create STEAM.. LOL!), there's this car that almost crashed on to me.. luckily, I was real slow as I was just looking at her sexy (you guess it.. xD), the left wheel of the car was right on my left foot.. I was scared as I could feel the impact of the car on me and luckily, she stopped when she had to and my life was spared. Phewwwww.. I couldn't walk when the wheel was actually on top of my newly bought prefect shoes.. dang! This incident has taught me something really important.. even if there are hot girls passing by or just right across the street, freaking look left n' right before staring right into her.. you know what. HAHA! Have fun.. peace! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaWing. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-1384256110394976875?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-to-lose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SlcsgG7pFfI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UY8hFgLdnwk/s72-c/DSC00570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-1767262229084503297</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 13:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T07:38:40.824-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Do not read</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>lame section.</category><title>Muahsie Baby Megan!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't mind to watch the show again (Transformers,the Revenge of The Fallen).. seriously. I missed the part where she (Darling Megan) got onto the motorbike and start doing what she does best.. seducing gay people like me, leading me to the right path. :) I failed to identify those robots.. cos' I didn't watch the first one but still, I now know who Optimus Prime is. Also, bumble bee. Wee, I feel darn smart right now, steam abit abit. *blushes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan Fox is just so hot.. but I can't really stand the fact that everyone's admitting that they're Megan Fox. For instance, Christine (you know who you are LOL!), Ain (Speechless.. hahaha!) n' etc'. You want to do a comparison? You wanna see how seductive she is? LoL! I'm calling her Darling and stuffs. I'm really dreaming.. I hope this dream lasts forever, oh Megan, I just need a hug from you, nothing more than that. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VK9GQ-4I/AAAAAAAAAss/ZwjXReeYz9A/s1600-h/megan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354240284933815170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VK9GQ-4I/AAAAAAAAAss/ZwjXReeYz9A/s400/megan4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always like girls in pink. And when it's her, I don't know whatta say.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VKj9TDkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/T-QcBcol_SM/s1600-h/megan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354240278185315906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VKj9TDkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/T-QcBcol_SM/s400/megan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pink again! Baby Megan says, come here Wingy, kiss me. OMG! Still dreaming, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VKegajuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/h3zBuLliajI/s1600-h/megan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354240276721995490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VKegajuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/h3zBuLliajI/s400/megan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Somebody call 911.. I've lost too much of blood due to the after effect of severe nosebleeding. ==&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody wake me up pleaseeeeeeeee. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JWing#5.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-1767262229084503297?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/07/muahsie-baby-megan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sk4VK9GQ-4I/AAAAAAAAAss/ZwjXReeYz9A/s72-c/megan4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-8881016807623352860</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T06:24:34.102-07:00</atom:updated><title>RE: The theory of Utilitarianism.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have made plenty of enemies within a period of time. I know what I've stated was pretty bad for some of you viewers. I don't blame you people for saying what's right in my chatterbox after all, it's about your own alma mater, right? Anyway, I sincerely apologize if I have offended you peepz indirectly.. I just posted that entry BASED on how I felt.. how I believed that the debate was bias. This happened cos' when you lose something that you think you've won/wanted badly, you tend to find reasons towards the defeat. I screwed up.. everyone knows it. So, I shouldn't blame the judges for being unfair instead, putting the blame on myself for screwing up as the first speaker. I don't have much to say already.. just looking forward for next year's debate. Hope we'll be able to meet again, somehow. *without the presence of Arief &amp;amp; Ritesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I've cleared things up.. if you peepz still think that I haven't, I have nothing much to say. Moving on.. to something.. happier, maybe? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Isaac came to our school to know about our progress.. as Lasallians. The four of us who have just attended the 7th Regional Lasallian Convention practically did nothing but just providing him with false promises. Bad thing, isn't it? Anyway, we're going to prepare some short speeches or talk sessions with the afternoon session to provide more info about our founder. So yeah, wish us luck.. we do not want to screw up our speeches, saying things like WTF or.. even, CB during the assembly. Pn Lim would just kill us.. yeah, with that screeching voice of hers, we'll die flat. Hoho. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sky0ygbIY2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/IO0DJBrE6OY/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353852836826866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sky0ygbIY2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/IO0DJBrE6OY/s400/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does baby Paris looks like CJ7? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-8881016807623352860?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/07/re-theory-of-utilitarianism.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sky0ygbIY2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/IO0DJBrE6OY/s72-c/DSC00554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-2236200686437720178</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T06:05:03.383-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>Pussified.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A really creepy voice woke me up today.. until now, I couldn't identify what was the noise exactly. I assumed it was a cat, being raped for 3 seconds, soon approaching climax, that kind of thing. == It was approximately 6am &amp;amp; even Paris responded to it, barking her heart out. She was scared too, but I just lazed around on my bed.. too tired to react or was I too scared to move? Pussified, maybe.. I would say it wasn't actually paranormal cos' I've been watching too much of Ghost Hunter lately.. I even dreamt of something really.. sweet. Can't tell you cos'.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyer, you know la.. guys like me, shy de orhx. ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first time writing such a long intro.. cool. Anyway, I skipped school again cos' I felt really cold and I thought I was going to die.. or something eerie just flew right across the living hall? LoL! So, I continued sleeping.. got up at about uhm, 9am. Brushed muh teeth, washed my handsome face and prayed just abit then to the most trustable clinic of all time, Klinik Dr Aw. His surname's cute, isn't it? Michael Jackson loves the word as much as I do.. hee. Waited for about uhm, 2 hours. Yes, he explains really detail about your sickness and stuffs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30minutes per patient, you certainly need a lot of strepsils, doctor. *personal advice, hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doctor asked, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's the problem today?&lt;/span&gt; *Note, today. Hoho! Regular customer. :) Explained to him.. how I felt over the past weeks.. then touched me, checked my tummy. The process was pretty long though.. summarize everything for you peepz kay? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Na me gan dung orhxx..&lt;/span&gt; wtf! Yes, I have been poisoned.. badly.. by.. food/drinks. Definition? Something that we eat&amp;amp;drink.. no no, exception for pornstars, you know what I mean, don't you? WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! I'm going crazy. :( Anyway, that's one of the possibility for my so called H1N1 symptoms. I thought I was going to die okay.. see see, food poisoning or IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome) due to severe stress. I donwanna jinx it.. let's just pray for your cutie babeh Wing will recover asap okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I WILL be going to school tomorrow. LOL! Wingzai, it's never too late to act sick again. Hoho! I need an effective way of meditating, serious. I always shit before competitions! I need to calm myself down.. Mami Poko Pants? I'm SMART! :) Anyway, I'm getting lazy.. needa uhm, play Typing Maniac. I still can't beat my own high score. Very very sad but still, I top my friends' list in this game. Hoho! Suck my HOLY SHIT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkteYa2LPZI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hfIswzO9t2Y/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkteYa2LPZI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hfIswzO9t2Y/s400/DSC00561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353476355676388754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wore it wrongly. == Anyway, I have thick eye brows.. I totally look like the next Mas Selamat, agree? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-2236200686437720178?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/pussified.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkteYa2LPZI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hfIswzO9t2Y/s72-c/DSC00561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-979628469565332814</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:24:41.926-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School competitions.</category><title>The theory of Utilitarianism.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.. is the belief that the right course of action that will produce the greatest amount of happiness to the greatest number of people. Yes, we failed to emerge as the champion and to end the losing draught in the Wira Debate competition for this year. We believe that today's debate was bias.. if this would be the best thing to say, whatever then. I don't wanna be the bad guy here.. stop coming here will you? Please! It just doesn't feel good.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was really sad right after I finished presenting my speech.. I kept my head down and was not even focusing on the debate itself. I asked myself, why must I screw up at the most important debate? I was really close to break down into tears but I can't as that will just give the opponents an edge to winning the debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I truly believe that whatever happens, it happens for a reason. As quoted by Masterdebater Ritesh &amp;amp; Masterdebater Arief,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The experience never ends. Please dont let what we have worked so hard to achieve over the past few years dissapear. I want to be proud next year, a bit of a surprise. -Ritesh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, there's no shame in losing a rigged debate. We won it fair and square, and if the judges didn't see that, then screw them. We did win, and everyone knew it. -Arief-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since pictures speak a thousand words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MasterDebater - Ritesh aka Punjab Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPFbq0t7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/RcdK7Vak658/s1600-h/4923_100327906967_681971967_2473876_2430158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPFbq0t7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/RcdK7Vak658/s400/4923_100327906967_681971967_2473876_2430158_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351278105735772082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPFssg7wI/AAAAAAAAAqE/wxF5mZV8M1Y/s1600-h/4923_100327981967_681971967_2473891_6964419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPFssg7wI/AAAAAAAAAqE/wxF5mZV8M1Y/s400/4923_100327981967_681971967_2473891_6964419_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351278110306266882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MasterDebater - Arief aka Underheight, underweight, underlength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPF3amQjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/OZzOz7ijrzM/s1600-h/4923_100327971967_681971967_2473889_5299629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPF3amQjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/OZzOz7ijrzM/s400/4923_100327971967_681971967_2473889_5299629_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351278113183908402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPF6IG6pI/AAAAAAAAAqU/rU8E1mdCqOw/s1600-h/4923_100328311967_681971967_2473951_3339113_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPF6IG6pI/AAAAAAAAAqU/rU8E1mdCqOw/s400/4923_100328311967_681971967_2473951_3339113_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351278113911663250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MasterDebater - Brandon aka Small Eyes aka OTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQN11D3dI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Q-grxi0B7ng/s1600-h/4923_100327976967_681971967_2473890_6331948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQN11D3dI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Q-grxi0B7ng/s400/4923_100327976967_681971967_2473890_6331948_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351279349708611026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQOOpqmKI/AAAAAAAAArE/uft-Pv-XLH4/s1600-h/4923_100328301967_681971967_2473949_6852391_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQOOpqmKI/AAAAAAAAArE/uft-Pv-XLH4/s400/4923_100328301967_681971967_2473949_6852391_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351279356371703970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MasterDebater - Izzaaz aka Hartamas Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQOQ2lL_I/AAAAAAAAArM/7zPzInGsdNM/s1600-h/4923_100328241967_681971967_2473937_3241982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQOQ2lL_I/AAAAAAAAArM/7zPzInGsdNM/s400/4923_100328241967_681971967_2473937_3241982_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351279356962746354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQOQT0hDI/AAAAAAAAArU/8MxjjlXz0pc/s1600-h/4923_100327966967_681971967_2473888_61158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQOQT0hDI/AAAAAAAAArU/8MxjjlXz0pc/s400/4923_100327966967_681971967_2473888_61158_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351279356816950322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MasterDebater - JiaWing aka Toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQeCbu0fI/AAAAAAAAArc/V8muKAlbVEc/s1600-h/4923_100328086967_681971967_2473908_1263153_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQeCbu0fI/AAAAAAAAArc/V8muKAlbVEc/s400/4923_100328086967_681971967_2473908_1263153_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351279627969942002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQeWXsb9I/AAAAAAAAArk/AWsPA4r6Olo/s1600-h/4923_100327986967_681971967_2473892_8379682_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOQeWXsb9I/AAAAAAAAArk/AWsPA4r6Olo/s400/4923_100327986967_681971967_2473892_8379682_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351279633321717714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When happiness is achieved among the five of us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS8HvnyMI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-XskNt6UcOc/s1600-h/4923_100328266967_681971967_2473942_3129212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS8HvnyMI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-XskNt6UcOc/s400/4923_100328266967_681971967_2473942_3129212_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351282343814875330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS74GBBFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/u5Q13Zq28o4/s1600-h/4923_100327961967_681971967_2473887_5226506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS74GBBFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/u5Q13Zq28o4/s400/4923_100327961967_681971967_2473887_5226506_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351282339613836370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS7pa-1xI/AAAAAAAAAr0/oqmZ4IS1NvQ/s1600-h/4923_100328251967_681971967_2473939_1903874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS7pa-1xI/AAAAAAAAAr0/oqmZ4IS1NvQ/s400/4923_100328251967_681971967_2473939_1903874_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351282335675242258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS7nehepI/AAAAAAAAArs/2x7yDSb1whc/s1600-h/4923_100328036967_681971967_2473900_3562652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOS7nehepI/AAAAAAAAArs/2x7yDSb1whc/s400/4923_100328036967_681971967_2473900_3562652_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351282335153224338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not the end of the world.. we will still continue the tradition. Call us superstitious but what we experienced was magnificent. We will definitely practise what you guys have taught us. We hope for the best of luck in your SPM &amp;amp; MasterDebaters live on. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing#5.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: somebody's stalking. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-979628469565332814?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/theory-of-utilitarianism.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SkOPFbq0t7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/RcdK7Vak658/s72-c/4923_100327906967_681971967_2473876_2430158_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-423524798938280808</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:25:24.999-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Birthday wishes.</category><title>When frustration gets to you + Happy Birthday Yee Mee!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeahp, I'm really really frus' right now. I will be participating in the Wira Debate 09' next week. I don't have much experience in debating.. nah, just joking. But I've only debated parliamentary style in school.. and value debate in Forensics 09'. I don't wanna cause em' to lose, seriously. But the main thing is I never want to embarass myself in front of the girls, enough said. Hoho! Honestly, I can't think fast and that worries me a lot.. I take about 10-20 seconds only to interpret what someone said then another 10 seconds to counter em' back. Haha, I know I'm slow.. ahhhh forget it, I'm still hot. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck people! :) Anyway, celebrated Misshehehaha's birthday on the sixteenth and.. GUESS WHAT!? Today's Aileen's Birthday (20/6/2009). Don't think I have forgotten about you, never will. Still, the fact that we haven't been talking/chatting for months is kinda sad, isn't it? This happens cos' we have stopped meeting up (okay, we don't meet up, just that we get to see each other in Kasturi when we were in Form2..LoL!), I really miss those times when we were in Form1&amp;amp;2.. the phone calls &amp;amp; the lame shits we did &amp;amp; basketball @ B. Jalil and believe me not, I really feel weird saying things like this cos' it's been so long since we've last BONDED (LOL!?). Whatever it is, I hope for the best of luck in whatever you do.. I still hope that you actually remember me, hehlo, i'm chicken wing and you're yeemee if you have forgotten. ==&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AILEEN WONG YEE MEE! :):)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjyMY74dGII/AAAAAAAAApM/OKj8oNiE06g/s1600-h/1_719114742l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349304817428535426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjyMY74dGII/AAAAAAAAApM/OKj8oNiE06g/s400/1_719114742l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's the one in blue, not the top left wearing baby blue. HAHA! Kiddos. Ah, memories! Memories that shall never be forgotten.. :) Anyway, look at EEyin who was trying real hard to look tall. Poor Ana, looking retard in this. Cheers! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JWing#5, in tears. HAHAHA! Wtf. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-423524798938280808?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-frustration-gets-to-you-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjyMY74dGII/AAAAAAAAApM/OKj8oNiE06g/s72-c/1_719114742l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-7231545715301516147</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:26:30.904-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures post.</category><title>It has to come to an end.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hehlo.. holiday is coming to end, pretty sad isn't it? Ahh, we'll just have to wait for another 3 months and we'll have the holidays back again.. after that, we shall sit for SPM. OMG! Time travels at the speed of light.. time travels by Pos Laju! Nooooo! :( Anyway, I'm not gonna write much as this will be a.. picture post. Girls do that right? Just to follow the girly trend.. I ain't gay okay..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; aren't I? hurmm.. hee!xD&lt;/span&gt; I will definitely miss this week! :( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week was a disaster cos' I did not have access to the Internet and I spent about 20bucks @ Alladin Cybercafe.. hohoho! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGzc1PXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fuHR5kLKkAw/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346866888648768882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGzc1PXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fuHR5kLKkAw/s400/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sorta camwhored while waiting for the movie Angels &amp;amp; Demons. You won't see Shirley aka Miss Hehehaha in any of the pictures.. she declined Ana's offer. Big Deal!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGtjQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAo0/WNerdjtKzFk/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346866887065140530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGtjQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAo0/WNerdjtKzFk/s400/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ana's trying very hard &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;isn't that obvious? hehe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to look young.. too bad, i am your lil' brotha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGX-FkgI/AAAAAAAAAos/BkVGJ4wdus0/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346866881272058370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGX-FkgI/AAAAAAAAAos/BkVGJ4wdus0/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weituck's practically thinking of some exotic stuffs that made him open his mouth so widely.. oooh.. yeahh.. haha! Anyway, Ana look pretty in this, isn't it? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGMG8v_I/AAAAAAAAAok/fOTy0d-P2tM/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346866878088003570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGMG8v_I/AAAAAAAAAok/fOTy0d-P2tM/s400/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I look freaking retard in this.. ter-upload. Lazy delete.. HAHA! What a lame excuse.. anyway, ignore the face but look at my hair.. it's cooler.. it's styled.. no more mushy mushy hairstyle you know!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgvg03y-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/SyMKDikHbIg/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346864289489079266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgvg03y-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/SyMKDikHbIg/s400/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris isn't as good or SUCI as you think. LoL! Nuff saiddd. My sis views my blog.. kinda dangerous to write STUFFS about.. you know what I mean boys. Hohohoho!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgvQz0YfI/AAAAAAAAAoU/vgFHvt5t3es/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346864285189693938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgvQz0YfI/AAAAAAAAAoU/vgFHvt5t3es/s400/DSC00459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nerd.. kill me! I sleep with books! Hoho! Was in the process of cleaning up my room actually.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgvCrnJ2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/p0JiLFj13Nk/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346864281397176162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgvCrnJ2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/p0JiLFj13Nk/s400/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says guy don't camwhore? Oops, this isn't much of a camwhoring thang'. Anyway, I really the size of the shadow.. I want to have that kinda body! Soon soon!! Hoho! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgu_2zt0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/SPHBSAYAM4g/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346864280638830402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPgu_2zt0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/SPHBSAYAM4g/s400/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys' laundary. :D:D I am lazy to remove em' from the basket. So we'll see when the thing overflows.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overflows for water isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Who cares.. I got a B for English!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPguzmS2wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yGQ3YOoaJNA/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346864277348342530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPguzmS2wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yGQ3YOoaJNA/s400/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually black.. I don't know what has happened to my camera. Prolly it was too dark.. P/S: I only clean my room when I feel like it or I was forced to do it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfYWovJyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ef-F6KYRAmc/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346862792105207586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfYWovJyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Ef-F6KYRAmc/s400/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfYFFucZI/AAAAAAAAAns/eJlaWVPUP3U/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346862787394957714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfYFFucZI/AAAAAAAAAns/eJlaWVPUP3U/s400/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Garnett's TS Bounce Commander White Vers. Hehehe! I can't find the black one! :( But this is pretty good too, just that I'll have to be extra careful to not stain it. Anyway, I don't understand what was he tryna say!! Looks more like uhm.. &lt;em&gt;cuneiform?&lt;/em&gt; Hehehe. What tamadun is that? Answer that!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfX2Gr73I/AAAAAAAAAnk/jStBwsdFXNQ/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346862783372455794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfX2Gr73I/AAAAAAAAAnk/jStBwsdFXNQ/s400/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy this.. but uhm, it looks cheap! Boo!! hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfX5GWuKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hHmJRqvwDM8/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346862784176371874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfX5GWuKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hHmJRqvwDM8/s400/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously needa wife. In fact, I don't think anyone would wanna marry me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfXQzSVtI/AAAAAAAAAnU/sUnigm2nU4s/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346862773358974674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPfXQzSVtI/AAAAAAAAAnU/sUnigm2nU4s/s400/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a wife!!!!!! Get me one.. who cleans OUR room. Phewitt. HAHAH! Anyway, I cleaned it already la. Just didn't wanna take any pics of my cleaned room cos' there's practically not much changes. HOHOHOHO!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjG9r8TZI/AAAAAAAAApE/wFID8GxTpjg/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346866891396500882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjG9r8TZI/AAAAAAAAApE/wFID8GxTpjg/s400/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It isn't easy to pose like Ana. I swear. Hehehehehe. After all, I look more like.. uhm, tranverstite? Or more like Henry? I don't know.. it's an Ana pose for God's sake. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.. I'm going for the Kasturi Anugerah Cemerlang shit.. I don't know whatta wear. If it's formal, jeans wouldn't be allowed. Who cares, we're rockers!! :D:D Whoever follows the rule which is to wear formally, I would just label em' as gays. HAHAHAHAH! Should I put on my St John's tie? Ewwwwwwwww.. Chiaoz. xP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;J-Wing#5, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-7231545715301516147?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-goes-by-so-slowly-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SjPjGzc1PXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fuHR5kLKkAw/s72-c/DSC00475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-9161854144298544460</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 08:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:27:03.372-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Outings.</category><title>Serious!? Aisehhh..</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blogging is my thang you peepz! LoL! Just came back from Henry's + Weituck's. They are neighbours.. so it wouldn't take long for me to switch places after all, they live opposite to one another. Woohoo! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was planning to go all emotional buthen.. I don't know, maybe I ain't that sad after all. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... watched Night At The Museum 2. LoL! It was funny la.. I can't really do much comparison as I have not watched the first one.. I didn't expect Ben Stiller to be kinda serious in the movie but who gives a damn, it's a good movie. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talk like expert nia.. padahal noob noob de orhx. :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I'm missing Bak &amp;amp; Brandon already.. they will be back next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gay blog wert, don't blame me. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Played basketball ystd! LOL! Thrashed Henry in One Vs One.. the score was pretty close actually.. I don't know, you do the judging. :) *drum rolllllssss...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Wing 34 - 16 Henry. :):)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to privatise this blog. I don't know man.. I'm afraid to lose the number of viewers to my blog but I always have to be really careful with what I'm writing. LoL! You know, sensitive issues like Brandon's banana ambition, Bak's pendrive &amp;amp; Weituck's blog stalking n' etc. :) I think I'm gonna be pretty dead.. HAHA! Who cares, I did my prayers. Bluek! =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to OPEN up man. Seriously.. I need to find GIRLfriends. I am less sociable compared to last time. I gotta be Brandon's bestfriend &amp;amp; know every single friend of his. :) I don't know man, I'm just too shy to admit that I'm actually.. BALLESS. Brandon must be scared of me now cos' this whole entry aites, his name appeared so many times. Ooh, you're wanted. *blushes. :) I'm getting tired of writing.. random pictures will be posted up! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit2o_W70WI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CnAnfhZ3YZQ/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344495829379699042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit2o_W70WI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CnAnfhZ3YZQ/s400/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit2Xx10gvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/9aRHmtSx6Yk/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344495533693371122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit2Xx10gvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/9aRHmtSx6Yk/s400/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit1O81679I/AAAAAAAAAm8/-bgnLxkTSHw/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344494282516131794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit1O81679I/AAAAAAAAAm8/-bgnLxkTSHw/s400/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit085hjw0I/AAAAAAAAAm0/nl3hpCWP06w/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344493972387775298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit085hjw0I/AAAAAAAAAm0/nl3hpCWP06w/s400/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vote for the most yeng one, can? Okay la, that one sure I win already. LoL! Guess who's the best among us four? :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit0i6lT1rI/AAAAAAAAAms/WUSMDjqXg_o/s1600-h/03062009196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344493525995345586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit0i6lT1rI/AAAAAAAAAms/WUSMDjqXg_o/s400/03062009196.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look out below.. crap, I should shave! Haha. We had balls of fun man! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Wing#11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-9161854144298544460?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/serious-aisehhh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/Sit2o_W70WI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CnAnfhZ3YZQ/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-8703875950623230656</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T22:14:15.349-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>I live to eat.. I'm a hungry monster!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need food.. FOOD! LoL! I don't know what has happened to me.. I feel so hungry. But it is actually good for me to feel hungry at all time cos' it's time for me to gain some weight and beat Brandon in arm wrestle. That's BELIEVABLE.. xD &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain't too sure if it's possible.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made false promises.. for instance, I promise to eat alot, work out before going to bed n' etc.. they are all LIES. Never tried doing em'. :) Anyway, I'm really determined this time.. I'mma gain lots of weight and build REAL pecs..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Six is just too lil', prolly about.. 8 pecs will do. == &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I needa be real muscular in order to be a better basketballer. I just can't stand the fact that I ain't growing any taller and I'm officially.. TERBANTUT-ed. :( It's okay.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine somebody who plays basketball BUT he's short and skinny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Things will turn around pretty quickly as I will turn myself into.. the.. very muscular.. Super Wing #5. Ada nombor jersey sama sekali wor, profesional kan? Malay spelling. wee! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to write.. just to let you know that I've watched Monsters Vs Aliens! Pretty hilarious.. had so much fun with muh besties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nowadays pretty close to Brandon leh.. he kinda handsome.. close close view de horx. Blushes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Alright, nothing much to write.. I feel so bored right now.. I really look forward to overnighting @ Duck's next week.. Woo, Brandon, Julian, Bak &amp;amp; I.. the claypot brothers live on! :) Peace out.. no worries, you'll see pictures. Weeeee! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftYFxAAWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4Qmf2SqvcX4/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343500481018724706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftYFxAAWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4Qmf2SqvcX4/s400/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris used to be so "fat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftXv0wHLI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BpBN2Q4eJ7g/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343500475128880306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftXv0wHLI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BpBN2Q4eJ7g/s400/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through some serious dietary programme, she looked absolutely Heidi Klum-ish. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftX0exglI/AAAAAAAAAl0/KAOpgCk8XZc/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343500476378874450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftX0exglI/AAAAAAAAAl0/KAOpgCk8XZc/s400/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's Cooking.. damn nice wei the fish! And right, I had my "First Dinner" at around.. 6. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftXumxb1I/AAAAAAAAAls/TP-ir9gCThg/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343500474801811282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftXumxb1I/AAAAAAAAAls/TP-ir9gCThg/s400/DSC00426.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Second Dinner" @ Woon Kei. HAHA! Damn crazy.. I'm going to be Arnold something something.. janji muscular de, terminator dude. HAHA! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta run.. heading to Lalaland again! :) Gonna watch.. Night at The Museum2. Woohoo! I don't even know if the title of the movie is right.. but hell yeah, let's watch the show and shake some butts! :) Peace.. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-8703875950623230656?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-live-to-eat-im-hungry-monster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SiftYFxAAWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4Qmf2SqvcX4/s72-c/DSC00418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-3731995922076635811</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 12:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:28:26.054-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Only words.</category><title>It's challenging to blog these days..</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Streamyx is freaking bitchy! Damn you peepz! Gave us back the connection BUT have us disconnected every ten minutes! Wtf! I am writing this entry really fast.. I totally hate to be at home these days.. it sucks so badly! I wanna go to school.. I wanna play some ball man.. I wanna go to Chan's and have some fun there. Mahjong + CC + Basketball! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously find gossiping pretty fun these days.. I ain't getting any girlier but it is FUN, seriously. It's different from backstabbing, duh, but it is rather similar to it. I don't know.. but I had fun gossiping about people around us with Brandon. Hoho! You don't wanna know who we talked about.. hee! xD&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;We also came across this really disgusted couple.. the guy is awesomely fat and the lady is weirdly hot.. yet, the both of em' are together. Love is blind.. duh, Henry believes in this.. aite aite? Kumiko + Chao Ge, HAHAHA! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do something really silly right now.. I'mma pray for the holiday to come to a stop and we shall all go to school and have some fun! LoL! I'm gonna become the coolest geek in town so SHOOT ME DOWN EVERYONE! I am writing this entry without a clear direction, you know what I mean? Cos' I thought that I would go disconnected pretty soon.. Miracles miracles.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15 minutes passed.. And I got disconnected, WEE! It's getting longer.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find Kevin Garnett's T Commander @ One Utama. Damn it! I didn't know One Utama would suck so badly.. Anyway, I'm going to Times Square tomorrow with the gang AFTER basketball @ school. Also, we're watching Monsters&amp;amp;Aliens. Kinda childish but we're still young, aren't we? I'm also looking forward to Transformers &amp;amp; Angels and Demons. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I love about my life right now is that I actually have my very own Megan Fox @ home. No no, she didn't come to Malaysia just to find me although she wanted to but I asked her to stay for the premiere. It wouldn't be nice for her to leave America just for me.. hohoho! Dream on sucker! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture of sister.. muahahahaha! This transaction has to be delayed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. gotta run right now. To play the game I LOVE for the moment, Championship Manager 2007. Life is sad these days, ain't it? :( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The more I see her, the more I want her. I totally believe in this hypothesis. LOL! I don't know if she feels the same.. but I totally love it when she smiles. I'm beginning to end my entries about love. So weird ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Peace!! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-WING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-3731995922076635811?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-challenging-to-blog-these-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-6110975664752705148</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:28:51.402-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Only words.</category><title>What it feels like tonight.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey readers. Sorry fer not updating.. been really busy burning tha' midnight's oil. Hoho.. Yeahp, it's about twelve and I'm still awake here writing. :) Nothing much to worry, just EST &amp;amp; Addmaths in about.. 8-9 hours time. I just don't wanna fail muh Addmaths.. I wanna score.. 36, just one mark above the passing mark. Cool, ain't it? xD&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm lying, me want A2 at least. Please please. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to like examinations.. not that I hate em' now. Anyway, I'mma keep things really short here.. in about like 2-3 paragraphs of cowdunks? :) Ahh, I'm missing the humourous side of me. I am so addicted to the Texas HoldEm' Poker in Facebook. It's darn fun.. try it. xD I'm running out of ideasssss. ==&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and oh, today's the finale for the American Idol. May the best man wins. I mean, a real man NOT drag queen, gay shit &amp;amp; dracula looking kind of person. LoL! If you know what I mean. Seriously, I don't ANTI him just that I prefer Kris Allen and I just hate it when everyone tells me that they know who is the clear winner, isn't it obvious. WTF! How can girls not fall for a guy like Kris who plays guitar and sings so well? If I gay also go for Kris, serious. :) Omg, it's turning into a gay blog.. P/S: If Megan's still in tha' competition, I would prefer her over Kris cos' she's sizzling hot. :):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I can't post any pictures up.. I'm using a computer that you can find in the third world countries. Damn freaking slow wei.. sometimes I typed too fast and it takes about 2-3 seconds to read what am I typing. Can't blame the computer itself cos'.. YOU KNOW LA, who am I.. Spiderman! Nightssss. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaWing Oh so sleepy. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-6110975664752705148?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-it-feels-like-tonight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-99406536540618226</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T22:14:31.075-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>WingZai wannabe.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm beginning to dislike the title.. thought of using something else but it seems that this would be the best title to attract viewers.. so it's a have to thingy. :) Before I start writing lala-ly, I would like to wish you peeps (Michy &amp;amp; Woogy) Happy 16th Birthday aites.. I owe you people lunch, I promise.. claim it from me aites, it's best if you would ask me out for lunch from 12-3pm, McD's kinda cheap @ that time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming pretty soon.. I obviously turned the nerdy mode on.. but apparently, it isn't working THAT effectively.. hopefully it gets better the week before exam. :) I have a bad feeling of losing to Kahthiam again. Yeahp, he is tenth in the whole form.. I used to beat him, in terms of scoring grades and stuffs. He got me under him just once and he CHUEN-ed me. Blardy facker, curse you grow shorter and whiter. That will just make you one perfect Casper. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of writing this entry is to post a recording (something like that) of me singing. Yeahp, ME! I am trying to change this blog into WingZaiZai's blog. LOL! Nah, just kidding. I just wanna listen to you peeps' comments. Apparently, my sister said I sound like a girl and the other claims that I was actually running out of breath. Joker? Yes, she is. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest with you, I was impersonating some sort of a Gay Bastard Girly Looking Singer.. I obviously failed but still, having comments from you people might just prove my sisters wrong. Hopefully la hah. Maybe this shall be just ignored as I really have no idea what am I saying actually. LOL! Oh btw, IU Day of St John's is coming up pretty soon.. so keep your eyes on me as I'll be some sort of a kelefe in the basketball movie. Sounds interesting, don't cha think so? :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, impersonating.. Daniel Lee. I can't think of anyone else &amp;amp; my sister thought that I was actually singing some weird chinese song.. I hope you can tell what song am I singing cos' if you friggin' say NO i'mma kick your damn blardy heavy balls. Seriously. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;GOTCHA!! LoL! xD Nahhh, kidding.. I'm so sorry peepz. I just can't seem to find a way to upload the recording here. You might hear it on radio when I become famous in future. Haha. Kidding. If you really want it, can ask from me via msn. WTF! I'm treating myself as a superstar. But am really sorry, I tried but it just can't seem to be uploaded. Any idea on how to make it uploadable? Ahh, new worddd! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.. gonna practice Addmaths.. I just don't wanna fail.. miracles PLEASE happen. I almost died doing the exercise teacher gave us.. Chap2&amp;amp;3 really sucks. Seriously.. I can't seem to master em'. You might be thinking that these two chaps are really easy but for me, nah ah.. I'm abit slower when it comes to absorbing something. But not as slow as my dog, Paris. Byessssssssssss! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT1MN6qpfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ufuQbDIcrBw/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333657448956470770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT1MN6qpfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ufuQbDIcrBw/s400/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paris Lim Pa Lai. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT1L2h8IdI/AAAAAAAAAlE/MeVuBAkOUs4/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333657442678743506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT1L2h8IdI/AAAAAAAAAlE/MeVuBAkOUs4/s400/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Und18 but I'm 16. Hee. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT42bWRUsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8lOvVgqTxEg/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333661472651301570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT42bWRUsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8lOvVgqTxEg/s400/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was man marking the point guard, Tomato. LoL! ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that the feeling isn't there anymore.. I know that you only treat me as a friend of yours.. I also know that we can't be together cos' it would just end right away as our characteristics contrast &amp;amp; you just don't like me anymore.. but I can't endure this pain I have.. having this massive blockage to the openings of my heart.. I just need to tell how much I like you and no matter what happens, I will always have you in my heart. :) Ahhhhhhhhhhh, so relieveddddd!!!!!!!!!!!! xP&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JWING #5- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-99406536540618226?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/05/wingzai-wannabe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SgT1MN6qpfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ufuQbDIcrBw/s72-c/DSC00011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-8527479503855694846</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T22:14:44.487-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>Hairdoo; call me Uncle Lim.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am super emo dot com. I feel like killing myself, for now. I'mma break every single mirror I see, I swear. I thought it would be nice to change my hairstyle before going to Confucian for a game of basketball. And now, I look nothing compared to Raymond Lam but pretty similar to an uncle. No jokes. I feel ugly.. for the first time. LOLOL! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never go there again, I swear. I shouldn't have gone there for a haircut.. my sister who had her hair coloured there was really unsatisfied with the colouring and stuffs. I should have listened to her. Also, I shouldn't be too cincai about it.. when he asked, spiky mou? I wanted to say yes but I somehow said no cos' I'm still a schoolkid. And he asked, fringe shorter ah? Yes, I replied. And he entirely chopped off my fringe.. I looked damn shit.. he revealed my big forehead and god damn it, I look ten years older now.. to make things worse, he styled my hair with some sorta old man gel I would say which is superbly stinky.. and I don't even know what to say.. still contemplating, should I post the pictures up or not.. we'll see. Zzzzz! -.-'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my decision.. since I've never looked ugly before (making myself happier, deal with it), I'mma post it up.. I hope you'll get the Before&amp;amp;After effects of this entry. LoL! And please, no bad comments in my chatterbox. I swear I'll balls pinch you or.. pull your freaking hair! Serious. :):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiVDQRwI/AAAAAAAAAk0/IahVIrW1tPg/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835370829235970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiVDQRwI/AAAAAAAAAk0/IahVIrW1tPg/s400/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiMQ1rAI/AAAAAAAAAks/CvAtpSBGeTY/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835368470293506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiMQ1rAI/AAAAAAAAAks/CvAtpSBGeTY/s400/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiLZBPmI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rpyZ7gCBR5E/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835368236170850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiLZBPmI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rpyZ7gCBR5E/s400/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never post it up.. NEVER! Haha. I'll be away for basketball tournament this week.. so I don't think you people will be able to see me.. people like Anastasia who haven't seen me for years, it'll be a sweet escape.. hoho! So sorry for the PEMOTONGAN STIM, too ugly, I also can't take it.. Bye guys. Oh btw, I was really into taking pics before this but for now, nah ah.. I know I don't look good in those photos above but at least, I wasn't bald.. if you know what I mean. Hohohohoho!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Lim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-8527479503855694846?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/04/hairdoo-call-me-uncle-lim.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SfPTiVDQRwI/AAAAAAAAAk0/IahVIrW1tPg/s72-c/DSC00315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-4943214170330694723</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 15:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:30:15.639-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Only words.</category><title>Miss me, miss me not.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm on my way.. i'm on my way.. home sweet home.. LoL! I really hoped for that song to be played on American Idol.. too bad, Matt was saved by the judges. Deng! And why didn't Lil' Rounds get eliminated? She annoys people.. seriously.. Ah, I'm loving Chris even more.. sweats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to remind myself to keep this entry short as my mommy is NAGGING me insanely.. That's a new word, cool huh? She can't seem to stop once she started nagging.. it continues till I merajuk.. cos' too cute already, sure she lembut hati. WTF! Becoming Christine, cannot cannot. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Port Dickson tomorrow for the annual La Sallian Convention. Yeahp, sadly to say, Family Day is on this coming Saturday.. so I won't be there aites. So for those who go to my class just to see me, the cutest hairy boy in town, also known as a gay recently, sorry to disappoint you.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta words.. so miss me when I'm gone baby! No pictures this time.. cos' scared.. you all faint. Ok la, truth is.. I too dark already.. scared you people mistaken me for.. Louis Koo or maybe.. Chris Brown.. shy orhxxx!! Nights. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-4943214170330694723?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/04/miss-me-miss-me-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-3034480685769155074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 07:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T20:30:36.910-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Birthday wishes.</category><title>Happy Birthday, Anastasia.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I ain't good at words but I'll try my best to make it as romantic as I could, alright? I don't even know where to start.. good old memories is all I can say, eyh? :) I would get killed if the introduction only lasts this long. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashes back to the GOOD OLD TIMES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing the Internet.. Friendster, in precise. I was searching for friends.. you know those things we do when we were still in Form1, aites Brandon &amp;amp; Woo? We would go through a list of friends and add whoever that we think is hot.. I've grown up and stopped practising it.. but uhm, I don't know much about Woo &amp;amp; Brandon now.. you tell me about it.. I'm going out of topic, isn't it? This should be all about Anastasia.. right? Errrrr... xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was searching for friends to add, my polytonic phone rang.. I didn't have the number in my contact list and as I answered the phone, I was actually excited to have a girl calling me.. She introduced herself as Anastasia.. Oh come on, guys, don't you just fall flat when a girl calls you and you don't even know much about her? And that particular name is just too sexy.. Anastasia.. :) We all know the reason she called, don't we? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was really nice talking to her on the phone. We've gotten closer and became best of friends. I had fun.. gossiping about people that we know.. we would just talk about anything and anyone in mind.. and when I was troubled with something, I talked to her about it and she was always there to listen to my problems. We even sang songs to one another.. and she was really shy about singing through the phone and when she sings, you better consider yourself lucky.. I am, indeed. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we aren't as close like how we used to.. I mean, for now. Form4 life is really hectic for us, isn't it? But I just want you to know that I still have you in my heart.. I will never forget your birthday okay, it was just a prank to see how sad you are going to be.. and the result to it pretty much satisfies me. :) Also, I would like to apologise for not getting you anything.. cos' I don't really have the time to go shopping and it isn't my thing.. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you realise that we haven't had any pictures together.. Don't you wanna camwhore with me? Lol. I think we shall camwhore sometime so that I could see how beautiful you are.. of course, being compatible to me, the handsome guy. Ah, craps. So, with that.. I would like to wish... youu.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeSG8rM_bbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SoGrgLKB4dw/s1600-h/ana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324529036406255026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeSG8rM_bbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SoGrgLKB4dw/s400/ana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-Naaaaaaaaa!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet sixteen, looking beautiful, don't you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and I hope you're in tears.. I failed to write as emotional as I thought I would at the first place but never mind, it comes from my heart anyways. Stay pretty and God bless you aites? Peace!!!!!!! *winks HAMSAP-ly* :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JWing #11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-3034480685769155074?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-anastasia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeSG8rM_bbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SoGrgLKB4dw/s72-c/ana2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341145.post-3209328908566511794</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 12:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T22:14:58.735-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randoms 09.</category><title>Homosexualism.</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey hey you you I want to be your boyfriend.. LoL! It was so random that it had to come out of nowhere. Anyway, watched Fast n' Furious 4 with the GAYS. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also, he's just not that into you with the LESBS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really like Fast n' Furious 4.. that dude is just so muscular.. I want my chest to look half as good as his.. I wish. I discourage GIRLS to watch he's just not that into you.. it's all about guys having one night stands.. they wouldn't call you after that although they have your number.. it sucks, ain't it? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lelaki suci sepertiku telah DISCRIMINATED dalam cerita BIKINI. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, had the Report Card thingy today. LoL! Everyone looked rather emotional after the session with the teachers. Aaron looked as if he was PMS-ing. Hezron's parents talked so long that everyone seemed to be really stress. The best session I've witnessed would be Julian &amp;amp; the Mom. The class teacher said something like this.. Julian, you have the intelligent look.. WTF! The teacher damn joker weyh! She teaches my class Moral. Sienzation. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh owh, I actually have a title for this entry. That would be.. homosexualism. LoL! Nah, it was random. But I don't know why.. the gay thingy is really circulating in my class. Everyone calls one another Darling or Baby. Is it really us Johannians or other single sex schools as well? We are in need of girls to talk to. LoL! Save the world, before we all turn gay. Nice motto, eyh!? Omg, I'm crapping.. hold on a sec, that's what I do best in here, right? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really sad.. when I was sort of.. talked out.. by my Prefect teacher. I had to go for the La Salle camp, whatever you name it on Family Day. It only happens like, once in four years, maybe? Ahh, I hope I will not regret and please God, have some mercy. Please send at least one or two pretty girls there so that I could actually find Mrs Right. LOL! WTFF! Btw, no girls lor. saja shock sendiri. All guys. Homo homo. Gay gay. Haizzzzzzzzzz. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvQLo3UI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zv96laELJxo/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323418299070471490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvQLo3UI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zv96laELJxo/s400/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay#1 - Impersonating Ana's Facebook Display. LoL! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvRtmOEI/AAAAAAAAAjs/4ht-KQjaAl0/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323418299481339970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvRtmOEI/AAAAAAAAAjs/4ht-KQjaAl0/s400/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay #2 - sister asked if I could I make it into the Cleo's Top 50 Bachelor. Can kuah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvKli5zI/AAAAAAAAAjk/J0nNd-up6O8/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323418297568519986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvKli5zI/AAAAAAAAAjk/J0nNd-up6O8/s400/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay #3 - The founder of homosexualism, Aaron Justine. :) You can tell.. which one he is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, I looked shit in Sticker Pics. LoL! More like a murderer.. in pursue. :) Anyway, I'm damn into David Archuleta's a lil' too not over you! :S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Wing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341145-3209328908566511794?l=jw93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jw93.blogspot.com/2009/04/homosexualism.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jia Wing)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1hUKmL1sHcQ/SeCUvQLo3UI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zv96laELJxo/s72-c/DSC00213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>